When Wan Zilin went down to eat, Shang Yishen was already waiting for her impatiently, and it wasn't until she sat down that he picked up his chopsticks and said, "Eat." ”

Wan Zilin pursed her lips, very unconvinced, but with the strong aura that Shangshang exuded from her deep body, she still closed her mouth and stopped resisting.

This meal was originally eaten very quietly, but suddenly Shang Yishen saw that she had been eating the white rice in the bowl, and the green vegetables didn't move, so she couldn't help frowning, "Eat vegetables." ”

The sudden sharp voice startled Wan Zilin, almost choked, and quickly picked up the soup and took a big gulp.

"I didn't sit or sit, I didn't eat. Shang Yi snorted coldly and calmly continued to eat his own.

If someone else criticized her like this, Wan Zilin didn't care at all, but Shang Yishen despised her so much, she panicked in her heart, and said casually, "Fake Sven." ”

Shang Yishen looked at her with a sword-like gaze, she was furious in her heart, pretended to bow her head calmly to eat, and secretly complained in her heart: This man, it would be better to mess with less in the future.

After eating, Li Tingshen went out, Wan Zilin took the computer to surf the Internet in the living room, and subconsciously searched for the news of Junjie's wedding, and unexpectedly found that the business's public relations were very good, and there were no negative reports, and even the wedding itself was rarely reported.

She is also a little relieved, after all, the current online violence is terrible, and if the messy thing about the wedding comes out, she will inevitably be affected.

Stretching her waist, it was too boring to be alone, Wan Zilin talked to the part-time worker aunt without a match, "Have you been cooking here?"

Part-time worker Wan Zilin took the initiative to talk to her, and said with a charitable smile, "Young grandma, you may not remember me, but I remember you, three years ago, the young lady who was here with Mr. Shang was you, right?"

As soon as she said this, Wan Zilin suddenly remembered that there was indeed an hourly worker here three years ago, but she didn't come to Shang Yishen many times, so she didn't remember it, but she didn't expect that she had been here for three years.

She smiled awkwardly: "You still call me Miss Wan." ”

"Good. "Aunt Part-time Worker is as kind as a stream, "Miss Wan, I'm just a helper, and there are some things I shouldn't say, but I really think Mr. Shang loves you very much." Although I don't know why you didn't appear together again, in the past three years, as long as Mr. Shang comes back, he will definitely live here, and I have seen him take your picture and see it many times. ”

Shang Yishen came back halfway and still had her photo? In this case, he should know that she hated him for three years, but he was stupid enough to wait for him for three years, so why didn't he go to her?

"These two people get along, the most important thing is communication, as long as one party is willing to take the initiative, there is no misunderstanding that cannot be solved. You and Mr. Shang are both good people, and I hope you can be happy. Aunt Hourly Worker smiled.

Wan Zilin whispered thanks to her, but the doubts in her heart became even greater.

Shang Yishen was resolute to leave back then, and she would never forget his cold and disgusted eyes, as well as those words of hatred.

"Wan Zilin, do you know how much I hate you? I've had enough of it in the past two years, if you still want face, don't pester me anymore. In this way, you will only make me more disgusting. ”

It was these words, for three years, that pierced her heart like a sharp knife, making her have a strong hatred for the three words "Shang Yishen", but she also couldn't forget him.

Hate him, and hate yourself.

Now she was told that maybe the truth wasn't the case, so what was going on?

In the middle of the night, Wan Zilin woke up with thirst, and she didn't see Shang Yishen, so she got up alone and went outside to pour water to drink. I vaguely heard the sound of talking from the balcony, it's so late, who else is Shang Yishen talking to?

Wan Zilin quietly passed, and a woman's gentle voice came from the phone-

"Ah Shen, are you okay, are you still adapting to returning to China?"

"It's good. Shang Yishen's tone did not change, but the voice of the woman on the other end of the phone was full of tenderness, "Is your insomnia better? Have you taken your medicine on time? Promise me, take care of yourself, don't let me worry, okay?"

Wan Zilin listened stunned, and her heart sank rapidly. I haven't seen her for three years, does Shang Yishen already have a good woman? Since this is the case, why does he insist on marrying her? Is it really to take revenge on Shang Junjie?

She originally thought that she had seen a turning point with Shang Yishen, but it turned out to be all her own passion. Wan Zilin's mind was blank, and her heart seemed to have fallen into a bottomless abyss.

"I know, you take care of yourself, too. I'll pick you up when I'm done with this time, you'll be obedient. ”

Wan Zilin grabbed the clothes on her chest tightly, turned around and left in a panic.

When they met again, Shang Yishen had never spoken to her in such a tone, she thought that he had become cold, and he was the same to everyone, but she didn't expect that it was not that he had changed, but that the object of his tenderness was no longer her.

Wan Zilin fled back to the room, curled up on the bed, clenched her fists, and couldn't help but burst into tears. She thought she could not care, but she didn't expect it to hurt, and it hurt more than ever.

She cried and fell asleep, and in her dreams it seemed that she had returned to the days when she begged her again and again not to leave, but he still left, and he walked resolutely, with a woman in his arms.

He said: "Wan Zilin, give up, I have long been disgusted with you......"

Wan Zilin woke up crying, her pillow was wet, and there was still an indelible pain in her heart.

It wasn't dawn yet, but she couldn't sleep anymore, and Shang Yishen didn't go back to the room all night, maybe she wanted to guard that woman like jade.

She put on a coat and walked outside, she had been here for two days, she had not seen the garden of the villa properly, the sun had just risen, the faint light illuminated the whole villa, the garden was full of colorful flowers, rockeries, pavilions, there was a refreshing sense of freshness.

She was immersed in the beauty of the morning, and suddenly had an inspiration, quickly went back to her room to get a pen and paper, and sat quietly in the gazebo to start creating. A cartoon full of childlike fun jumps on the page, compared to the slightly sad scenery in front of you, there are two more happy cartoon characters on the paper, full of carefree smiles.

I envy them.

Wan Zilin was drawing cartoons in the gazebo, and on the second floor not far away, Shang Yishen was standing at the window looking at him, unconsciously stunned, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised a doting smile.

After breakfast, Wan Zilin insisted on going to work, since she knew that Shang Yishen had other women in her heart, she couldn't stay in the villa with peace of mind, she had to find something to do, otherwise she was afraid that she would go crazy.

Shang Yishen didn't stop her, but insisted on letting the driver pick her up and take her to work. Wan Zilin originally refused, but Shang Yishen disagreed, so she had to obey him.

Standing in front of Wanshi Group, Wan Zilin watched the comic image she created as a mascot standing there, and her heart was full of a sense of accomplishment.

She prefers a carefree job to the darkness of life. As long as you live a positive and hard life, you will always see a bright day.

Wan Zilin, come on!

She took a deep breath and walked to the office, but her colleagues looked at her strangely along the way, and she muttered to herself, not knowing what was going on. It wasn't until she entered the office that she was blinded all of a sudden-

How had the contents of her desk been gone, replaced by a series of glaring powders?