The woman's smile that had won suddenly froze.

"I seem to have misheard it just now......" Yin Lingzhen's eyes widened, and she laughed a little self-deceptively, "What did you say, Ayan?" ”

Wen Xiyan took a sip of coffee unhurriedly, and then smiled politely and kindly repeated, "I said, it's probably too late between us, Miss Yin." ”

"Ayan, you must still be angry, right?" Yin Lingzhen asked in a panic, her tears welled up in her eyelashes, and she looked more and more pitiful.

What she knew was that Wen Xiyan in the past was the most popular, and he was invincible.

Sure enough, after Yin Lingzhen finished speaking, she was overjoyed to see him handing herself a tissue with pity on his face, but before she could think about why Ayan didn't bring a handkerchief now, she heard that he still had that gentle and loving look for herself, but what came out of his mouth were chilling words-

"Probably Miss Yin is thinking too much, if you have to say a reason...... That's probably just because I don't love you anymore. ”

Don't love ...... She?

Yin Lingzhen's hand holding the tissue stiffened, and her heart suddenly hurt. The tears that had been in her eyes burst out of her eyes in an instant, and she spent a few hours of carefully painting her makeup, looking at the wolf.

How could Wen Xiyan not love her, this must be a lie!

At this time, Yin Lingzhen only kept circulating this sentence in her heart, and she couldn't tolerate other thoughts at all.

"Ayan, you must still be angry with me, so even if you are so angry and cold to me, I won't care." The woman who kept wiping her tears held up a reluctant smile and choked up, "At that time, I was bent on getting ahead, I thought you would understand me, didn't you say that you would always love me?" Ayan, I-"

Wen Xiyan sighed softly, looked at her in distress and guessed, "So-what did you learn about me this time before you came back?" Or maybe you can't get along abroad and think of me? ”

Seeing that a hint of wolf flashed on her stunned face, Wen Xiyan understood, probably both.

"Since there's nothing to talk about between us—" Just as he was about to take his leave, he suddenly accidentally caught a glimpse of a car outside the window.

- It was a black Cadillac.

An ominous premonition suddenly rose in Wen Xiyan's heart.

Sure enough, the next moment he saw the familiar Cadillac being slowly rolled down the window, revealing the woman's cold and noble face.

At the moment when he met the cold and indifferent gaze without the slightest emotion, the Cadillac drove forward smoothly, and Mu Lingyu also closed the window and turned his head away.

"Wait a minute!" Wen Xiyan blurted out, completely oblivious to his surroundings.

He shook off Yin Lingzhen's hand that secretly tugged at his sleeve at some point, and hurried out in her hurt, complaining and dissatisfied eyes.

He kept chasing the slow-moving car in front of him like crazy, his mind was blank and he didn't know what to think, he just knew that he had to catch up with the woman who was sitting in the back seat of the car and didn't look back, and he couldn't let her just walk away with a misunderstanding.

- Turn back, turn back, turn back!

- Please, President!

- Just a little bit!

Gradually, feeling the smell of blood in his throat, the young man continued to stumble and chase despite the strange gaze of passers-by, praying in his heart.

However, as the car gradually moved away from his sight, the woman who tugged at his heartstrings still failed to turn her head to see him as he had hoped.

Wen Xiyan fell heavily to the ground.

He sat up half-through the pain, his head bowed and his hands on the ground, his face panting with a miserable wolf, and his heart ached as if it were torn.

If the president really misunderstood him and Yin Lingzhen, with her character......

Wen Xiyan thought so numbly, only to feel that the air around him was squeezed and emptied little by little, as if it had become difficult to breathe. The scorching temperature of the sun passed through the shirt to the blood veins closest to the heart, and gradually seeped into the heart, and the pain was painful.

- It turns out that this kind of panic will be more painful than when I was broken up, thinking that there was no more helpless sadness than this.

- And this pain is probably called despair.

>>>>>>>>

"Are you being sent to the cold palace, Empress Wen?"

As soon as Lian Yi, who was once again called by the president to make coffee and then sneered, came back, he teased Wen Xiyan, who was expressionless at the computer, with a painful face.

Wen Xiyan was silent for a while, and shook his head tiredly.

"What the hell is wrong with you guys, this is the first time this week!" Even if it was her own goddess, she was tossed so continuously that Lian Yi couldn't help complaining with a bitter face, "I guess I've been in the company for so many years and haven't been scolded as many times this week, but the problem is that I don't know why I've been criticized miserably." ”

Wen Xiyan was still silent.

"Xi Yan, how did you make coffee? Obviously, I have never been picky about what I cooked for the president before, but during this time, I can find fault with the president no matter how I brew it......" Lian Yi sighed, "Is my coffee making technique so bad?"

"It's not coffee."

"You're saying that's already your job—" continued to babble, "Huh? ”

Wen Xiyan closed the computer and said calmly, "Except for the first time and a guest, I have never made coffee for her." ”

Lian Yi's eyes widened, and she felt as if she had grasped the point, "Then what did you give the president to drink?" ”

“…… Milk. Wen Xiyan's eyes were a little obscure, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but draw a bitter arc.

Lian Yi: "......"

"Damn, I can't see it! Wen Xiyan, you are so powerful, you dare to meddle at will and try to change the president's living habits! Lian Yi shook his head and said in disbelief, "You are bold enough, haven't you been scolded to death by the president?" ”

Wen Xiyan remembered the helpless but tolerant appearance that the woman showed to her, her heart choked, and she lowered her eyes and shook her head silently.

"Not only have I not been fired like the previous assistants, but I haven't been scolded yet...... Lian Yi suddenly grabbed the shoulders of the listless young man with both hands, and asked with a solemn face, "Assistant Wen Xiyan, you tell me honestly, are you and the president ...... Well? ”

Wen Xiyan pulled the corners of his mouth ridiculously, "If it's true, it would be good......"

Lian Yi's eyes widened again.

"Also, girls don't move their hands and feet at will, it doesn't look good for the image." As if remembering something, Wen Xiyan brushed her hand a little nervously, looked around, and couldn't help but take a step back.

Lian Yi: "...... "Don't stop me, I'm going to slap this guy to death (≧Д≦)ノ!!

"The president has been using coffee lately?" didn't feel Lian Yi's grief and anger at all, Wen Xiyan asked her worriedly, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Lian Yibai glanced at him, "Yes, I don't have as much courage as you to send milk to the president." ”

Wen Xiyan pursed his lips, "I'll cook." ”

After speaking, he ignored Lian Yi, "Eh, Xiyan, don't die!" Wen Xiyan! Then he turned around and walked towards the pantry.

Office of the President.

"President, it's me, Wen Xiyan." Wen Xiyan knocked on the door and came in, hesitated for a moment, plucked up the courage to try to meet the cold gaze of the woman who raised his eyes, he reluctantly smiled, "I heard Sister Lian say that you ......"

"Lian Yi is bored, not working well and chatting?" Mu Lingyu coldly interrupted him and dropped such a sentence, and then looked down at Wen Jiàn again.

Wen Xiyan looked a little sad, couldn't help but lower his head, and whispered, "It's not about Sister Lian, I came here on my own initiative." ”

didn't hear the president's response, Wen Xiyan simply broke the jar and broke it, and held the milk cup in both hands and babbled to explain the events of that day.

“…… So, I just wanted to see what her purpose was, and wonder how she came back so early. He was still trying to argue, "I really didn't mean to lie that day, saying that I was sick and took a leave of absence, sorry president." ”

After a moment of silence, there was a sudden sound of fingers tapping on the desktop in the office, Wen Xiyan secretly raised his eyes, and saw that Mu Lingyu had already stopped correcting Wen Jiàn at some point, and was examining himself with unpredictable feelings.

"You explain to me what this does." She spoke suddenly, her tone as cold and domineering as ever.

The pale-faced young man stumbled to apologize as if he had suddenly been stripped on his tongue, "I, I just want to explain, no, I'm sorry to disturb the president's work, I'm really sorry-"

Mu Lingyu let out a nonchalant "um", and glanced at him with an unfathomable gaze, his voice was hoarse and gorgeous, "Since it's not a sickness, why didn't you come the next day." ”

As if grasping something, Wen Xiyan's dark eyes suddenly lit up. The president is angry because of this? That's why you're trying to explain to him?

The handsome and peerless young man showed a slightly embarrassed expression, and inadvertently revealed what she didn't know that day, "I saw that your car wanted to chase you, but it didn't catch up because you accidentally fell, and then you ...... Hurt ......"

Sure enough, Mu Lingyu's originally oppressive gaze eased without her even noticing, "You saw me that day?" ”