Fan Jin glanced at the assistant, and the assistant said cautiously: "Sister Fan Jin, if you don't want to say it, forget it." ”

Fan Jin looked at her and smiled, that smile had a hint of sadness, she spoke, her voice was already hoarse: "You said, in the case of a person who thinks he is dead, sad and desperate for him, sad for him to the point of suffering from depression, and even committed suicide twice, it turned out that he is not dead, but for so many years, he has not come to look for you, for what reason?"

The assistant was dumbfounded.

How tragic does this story sound?

She thought of the bad things she had seen in the entertainment industry and those endless bloody scripts, and cautiously speculated: "Maybe it's amnesia and forgetting the past, or maybe it's ...... It was he who felt that there was no need for this. ”

There is no need for this.

The assistant's words, like a needle, pierced Fan Jin's body.

Sixteen years, exactly sixteen years!

From a cardamom girl to a mature woman, for sixteen years, she has been sad and desperate for sixteen years for this person who thought she had passed away!

How long can the camaraderie of youth last?

The answer is, for a long, long time.

Fanjin's nails were so tightly pinched into the flesh that she didn't even feel any pain.

She is unwilling, unwilling.

Even if she listened to him say it to her face, she had to know why.

Whether it's amnesia, or suffering, or not taking the relationship between them seriously at all, there must be a reason!

After many years, no one knows how shocked she was to see him appear in a banquet with all the stars holding the moon.

The assistant almost guessed something, and was a little stunned that this kind of thing had happened to Fan Jin.

Depression, two suicides?

Isn't that scary?

It is impossible to imagine that such a thing happened to Fan Jin.

Fan Jin wiped away her tears and stood up, although her face was still pale, she slowly had some of her original demeanor, and she asked the assistant in a hoarse voice, "Do you know that a few days ago, we participated in the dinner party of the Fran Group branch in Huaxia, and the vice president of the Fran Group appeared?"

Assistant: "......"

She knew the vice president, but she was not qualified to appear on the scene, she just heard from others, saying that she was only in her thirties, dignified, and the absolute focus of the day, but he ...... I have a fiancée.

She faintly felt the signs of the bloody story.

Fan Jin said: "I want to know his contact information." ”

The assistant blinked his eyes and hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, I'll find a way to get it." ”

She knew that what Fan Jin decided, if it wasn't for her own change of mind, others would not be able to persuade her.

Although Sister Fan Jin looked sad and she should endure it as an assistant, she was too curious about it.

One is a young and promising vice president of a Fortune 500 company, and it is said that he has a great background, and the other is a female star with a high status in the circle?

Depression, suicide.

Mom, just casually breaking some small news is probably the shocking news of the year.

Fan Jin sank her eyes, wiped her face with a wet tissue, her eyes were already a little painful from crying, she calmed down, looked at her phone again, and sent a message to Qiao Jin.

Anonymous Buyer XX: I still want to count.

Today: Dear, you've already calculated the most important things, so you can't continue to count them.

Anonymous buyer XX: I can continue to place an order, which is the most expensive one.

Today: It doesn't matter if you have money or not, the important thing is that you can't forget it.

Fan Jin was a little surprised, what's going on with this fortune teller, don't you make any money?