Wen Yimo raised his eyes slightly. A faint glance. "What's wrong?" he asked.

"Uh...... Not...... Nothing." I was embarrassed. Hurry up and lower your head. Pretend to eat calmly.

He shoved the beef in front of him into my hand." Eat it."

I thought I had a crush on the plate of beef next to him. Thankfully, nothing was noticed. I was very cooperative with a large handful of beef. Make it look like you like it very much.

"I'll go to the company after dinner and help me get the text. Wen Yimo moved and ate elegantly. Still expressionless, he said unhurriedly.

It's been so long since I've been back home. I've never seen him laugh from the bottom of my heart. Seems to be unhappy all the time. Always a cold look. Maybe it's not happy to see me. Or maybe it's because I've been working for a long time. Numb.

He saw that I was silent. Raise your voice and have the patience to repeat it rarely. Ask me, "Do you hear that?"

"I hear you." My head hangs lower. The sound is as small as a fly.

The body is like this, and I still insist on working. The Wen family is so rich that they won't starve to death if they make less money for a day. What a veritable workaholic. After complaining. It's more distressing.

Wen Yimo even looked so hard to get up. Also keep working. How embarrassed am I to swallow slowly and delay his time. Finish eating early and work early. Then he rests early.

I started gobbling it up. Bite after bite in large gulps. Eat hard. If you can't swallow it, pour the soup. I swear it's definitely the fastest meal I've ever had since I was a kid. It looks a bit like a refugee who hasn't eaten for a long time. Don't care about the image. Fill your stomach quickly.

Leaning back on a chair. Patted his round belly. Hiccups in a row. I turned my head to the side and saw Wen Yimo half-lying on the sofa. He was looking at me with his head propped up. He seems to be laughing and not like he's not.

Shallow. It's not a smile.

I was stunned. Continue to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

"Mr. Wen. You take a break. I'll go back to the office now." I crouched down in front of the shoe cabinet and said to him as I tied my shoes.

Wen Yimo responded flutteringly. Recuperate with your eyes closed.

"And that Mr. Wen can lend me a hundred dollars." I was embarrassed to touch my nose. I didn't have much money left to buy groceries just now. It's not enough for the starting fare of a taxi." I don't have the money to get a taxi."

He seemed impatient. Throw the wallet directly to me. I grabbed my wallet and consciously pulled out one. Reach out and give it back to him." Wen always your wallet."

Wen Yimo didn't answer." Less nonsense. Go ahead."

My thumb kept rubbing my black minimalist wallet over and over again. The brand logo is embossed in the lower right corner. Curiosity prompted me to open my wallet and take a look. The inner card slot is filled with various cards. The first card slot is an ID card. He is a little green in the ID photo. About seventeen or eighteen years old.

It is said that the ugliest photo a person has ever taken in his life is on his ID card. Mine is no exception. That's not like yourself at all. But Wen Yimo above is handsome no matter how you look at it. has been a male god since he was a child. It's still 360 degrees without dead ends. Rich and handsome in the truest sense of the word. This impeccable handsome face must have captured the hearts of many girls.

The driver does not drive well. Glancing. commented: "Miss, this is your boyfriend. It's handsome."

I smiled politely at her. No talk. I really don't know what to say.

When getting off the bus. She said to me, "I'll give you my wallet when I go out. A man who is willing to spend money for you without being stingy. Explain that I really love you. See you more than anything else. Hold on well."

Only I know. Wen Yimo is because he is impatient with me. will give me the wallet.

After saying that, the hand covered in red nail polish made a tight grip on me. It's funny for a middle-aged woman in her forties to do such an action. There is no sense of disobedience. It can be seen that she is a very interesting woman. She was completely different from any driver I'd ever seen before. She wears light makeup. It is not difficult to see that the skin base is well maintained. But the fine lines at the corners of her eyes when she laughed revealed her age.

She must have been very beautiful when she was younger. Although it is almost half a hundred years old now. But still very feminine. The charm is still there.

I looked at her closely. There is a sense of déjà vu. I think I've seen it somewhere. But I can't remember. There are more people in this world who look alike. I didn't think much about it.

She leaned her head out the window and looked at the towering building behind me." Do you work here?"

"Hmm. yes." I nodded and said. That's right. What do I call you?"

"My surname is Ye. Call me Ms. Ye." She smiled at me.

Ms. Yip is affable. I can't help but want to make friends with her." Can we meet again?"

She started the car. Leave a sentence: "There is a fate to meet." And he walked away.

As soon as I walked into the door of the company. People all around me looked at me. It seems to be whispering something. I'm not surprised. I have a bad reputation in the company. It's normal for people to scoff at it. Just ignore it with a correct mindset. I closed the elevator door as if nothing had happened. The chatter came to an abrupt end. It's quiet and safe in a small space. Can't help but wish it could slow down a little bit to the top floor. I've never felt like this.

The elevator "ding". Stop on the 16th floor. Chi Feifei was visibly stunned when he saw me. Are you coming to the company? I'm about to go up to you." The elevator doors are about to close. He hurriedly strode in.

"Today's news...... "Chi Feifei looked at me meaningfully. Bite one's tongue.

I shook my head silently. You don't have to look at it to know. There must be some black-hearted reporters who are fighting for the headlines to expose me.

Chi Feifei's face was extremely ugly." Are you okay?"

"Hmm." I frowned slightly. What the hell did you break this time?

"I ...... I'm getting married next month."

I smiled." Oh. Congratulations."

Chi Feifei also smiled. But a little more bitter than me. I wish him well.

Suddenly, I felt that the elevator was going from the 16th floor to the 30th floor. It's that long. I stared intently at the ever-changing numbers on it. Say in your heart: "20, 21, 22...... 30. It's finally here."

"Dawn." Chi Feifei called me. I stood outside the elevator and turned to face him." This is the last time I'll send you."

And then. The elevator doors close slowly. The elevator then moves slowly downward. And I'm still on the 30th floor. Inexplicably sad.

I had no intention of hurting any of them. But I don't want to hurt in the end.

Chi Feifei is a very good person. He was eager to help others. It was the first friend I made in the company. It usually helps me a lot. Give me the care of a friend. I hope he can have happiness for a long time.

I suddenly remembered Ling Hao. The guy with whom I was married for two years. The night before the divorce. His eyes were full of sadness. The lonely look when sitting on the ground and smoking. Signature of the divorce settlement......

Two years. I delayed him for two years. We often quarreled. But I don't blame him. I don't think any "husband" wants to be busy every day after a busy day's work. Returning home is confronted with the lukewarm attitude of the "wife". Even if the relationship between me and him is just a nominal couple.

Ling Hao gave almost everything. Fulfill the responsibility of being a "husband". It met all the material needs of me and An Ming's mother and son. I even bought a villa in the United States. Vacate a house alone and make a small playground for An Ming. He will buy me all kinds of designer bags, clothes, jewelry, and cosmetics. I've never accepted it with the joy of any other "wife". Even if it is difficult to accept it occasionally. It will be stored in the cabinet as it is.

Once he asked me. How not to use those things. I said to him, "Wait until we get divorced in the future. It's all for your next term."

I'm sorry for too many people. I can't pay it yet. Some people, some love. After all, it is to be disappointed.

Yesterday the bag fell on the car. So the phone is not on the body either. Everyone is looking for me, I guess they're going crazy. I used the landline in the office to dial Xu Chenyi. Xu Chenyi's voice was slightly tired, "Which one?"

"Chenyi. It's me."

He immediately perked up." Dawn. Where are you. How's it going?"

"I'm fine. Rest assured." I asked him apprehensively." How did things go last night?"

"Still checking. Mr. Li and Mr. Jiang don't know anything. Even the person who 'gifted' him didn't know. They ......" Xu Chenyi realized that he was not choosing what to say. And he didn't go on.

There was silence on both sides for a while. Xu Chenyi said cautiously: "Don't worry about the news on the Internet. It's all mad dogs messing with right and wrong. Nonsense. Wen Yimo has already been dealt with in contact. The gossip will soon fade away."

I'm listening to the phone while sorting out the text." I have time to go to the Public Security Bureau today to record a statement. An Ming Kexin will help you with it. Rest assured."

"Good. I see." Before going to the Public Security Bureau. I had to meet somebody first. Even if you don't want to believe your own speculation.

When I get back to the apartment. Wen Yimo is on the phone. When he saw me coming, he cut off the phone without saying a word." How did you go for so long. Something happened."

"Nothing." While he wasn't looking, I quickly hid a newspaper sandwiched between the texts behind me. Hand him the text jiàn.

Wen Yimo's voice instantly became dozens of degrees Celsius cold." Hand it over."

"I didn't. There's nothing on hand." My eyes glanced away uncomfortably. There is a kind of "there is no silver three hundred taels here". The hand behind him clutches the newspaper tightly.

He can't deny it. Straight to a quick step forward and snatched it from my hand. A skimming glance. Throw it in the trash. I know he's angry. But I can't guess what he was thinking. Why is he angry. I just bought a newspaper about me downstairs at the office. I haven't had time to see it yet. I just saw my name on it.

"I told you to go back to the company to get the paper, but you went to buy me a newspaper.

I was dumbfounded by the question. Confused. As for making such a big fire? A newspaper only.