Chapter 1: The Pain of the Heart (1)

Is there such a person, you have said countless times that you want to give up, but after all, you are still reluctant.

For Fang Mohan, that person is Ren Zi'an, from acquaintance to love, from beginning to end, she didn't have the courage to let go of him, even if he trampled on her true heart again and again.

Fang Mohan looked at the rain outside the window and connected into dense silk threads, making a gurgling sound, and couldn't help but feel a little chill, and what was even colder was her already frozen heart.

Fang Mohan had been spending a whole afternoon here, the cup of white coffee in front of him had gradually cooled, he looked down at his watch, and couldn't help sneering in his heart, he was still too naΓ―ve, he really thought that he would come to the appointment, and by now, he had been waiting for him for three hours.

Staring at the empty seat opposite, Fang Mohan sighed and walked out of the coffee shop.

When she got into the car, she could no longer hide her loss, and she lay on the steering wheel and convulsed.

Obviously, Ren Zi'an tricked her again, all because she was too stupid, forced herself to believe him again and again, and then was hurt by him again and again.

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The gray sky, the raindrops ticking against the windows, kissed the whole city in its unique way, moistening the eyes of the city.

Ren Zi'an, who had been busy all afternoon, looked out the window, and his face suddenly became sad.

"President, I'm afraid tonight's dinner has to be canceled due to the weather, do you want me to send a driver to take you home?" The assistant said from the side.

After a long while, the assistant just saw Ren Zi'an standing silently by the glass, silent, looking at the rain outside the window in a daze.

"President, President......"

Ren Zi'an was interrupted by his voice, then took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table, took out a lighter and lit it slowly, and after a while, the cigarette burned on his slender fingertips, and in the smoke, the man's slightly melancholy face became looming.

"What time is it?" Ren Zi'an's magnetic voice sounded in the empty office.

The assistant looked down at his watch, "It's past five o'clock now." ”

Ren Zi'an was stunned when he heard this, and impatiently extinguished the cigarette butt directly, damn it, he actually forgot.

When Fang Mohan had already arrived home, he received a text message from him, [Come to the company to find me, I have something to talk to you about. 】

Seeing his message, Fang Mohan couldn't help but feel ripples in his heart, this was the first time he had asked her to go to the company in a few months, and it was also the first time that the two of them had communicated with a mobile phone since they got married, and it was also the first time that as a wife, she knew her husband's mobile phone number.

Fang Mohan read it word by word in her heart, although the other party did not explain the reason for the no-show in the afternoon, but she was a little happy in her heart, just because of a text message. Perhaps, she is such a useless little woman, but in the final analysis, it is because she loves him.

Fang Mohan sped towards the company, and because of the rain, the speeding car made a splash on the road.

It was just two cigarettes, and Ren Zi'an heard hurried footsteps going upstairs. It's time to get off work now, and he is the only one left in the company who is tired of approving stacks of documents, it should be Fang Mohan who is here, Ren Zi'an stopped the pen in his hand.

Sure enough, a thin figure pushed the door in, walked slowly to his desk, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm late." ”

It was he who released his pigeons for an afternoon, but in the end it was she who said he was sorry.

When Ren Zi'an heard it, he didn't answer too much, but he couldn't help but speed up the rhythm of the signature in his hand, leaving the handwriting of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing on the paper.

Lined with dim lights, Fang Mohan saw that the man not far away was sitting on a swivel chair quietly approving documents, his delicate face was full of uninhibited and arrogant, a pair of clear eyes were full of seriousness, the thick eyebrows, the tall nose, and the beautiful lip shape were all showing nobility.

It is said that serious men are the most handsome, and Fang Mohan couldn't help but be stunned.

She froze in place, she hadn't been able to look at him quietly for a long time, remembering that the last time she saw him was at the wedding a month ago, she was wearing a white wedding dress, revealing layers of soft yarn, and looked at the cold man opposite the smooth and fair face, and her deep gaze was like flowing water, which penetrated into her heart. At that time, she thought that he was the noble prince in the palace, elegant and handsome.

After staring at Ren Zi'an for a long time, Fang Mohan woke up from his memories, and the man opposite still kept writing.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fang Mohan opened his mouth first: "You, do you have anything to do with me?" ”

Ren Zi'an finally put down the pen in his hand, glanced up at her, and saw that her wet hair was messy and scattered on her shoulders, and her dark blue short skirt was also wet. He frowned, this stupid woman wouldn't have really waited all afternoon in a coffee shop.

Ren Zi'an picked up a few pieces of paper from the table, threw them directly in front of Fang Mohan, and shouted without explanation: "Fang Mohan, I didn't expect you to be so scheming and deceive me." In the empty office, his voice echoed, mixed with the sound of Tingting's rain.

In the face of Ren Zi'an's anger, Fang Mohan was so frightened that she took a few steps back, and several documents fell in front of her, she looked dazed, silently squatted down, and picked up one.

After a brief glance, Fang Mohan's face changed instantly, her eyebrows frowned, and she became flustered, she quickly looked at it, and kept muttering in her mouth, "No, it's impossible." ”

Ren Zi'an stood in front of her disdainfully, looking at her eagerness, the corners of his mouth rose, and he sneered, "What else do you have to explain, your Fang family is not small, and you actually embezzled 20 million from the Ren family without a sound." ”

Fang Mohan sat on the ground, facing Ren Zi'an's insult, still showing a look of disbelief, "No, this is impossible, this is impossible." Fang Mohan firmly believed that his father would not do such a thing.

Ren Zi'an squatted down directly and handsomely, grabbed her neck with his hand like a devil, and said indifferently: "Don't pretend anymore, Miss Fang, aren't you marrying into the Ren family just for money, 20 million is not a small amount, if you don't know Fang Zhengqi, you will go to prison." ”

Fang Mohan was hurt by him, seeing him showing a wicked smile, hearing her father's name, she didn't feel nervous, and began to beg constantly, "Don't, Ren Zi'an, I beg you, don't ......"

Ren Zi'an threw her to the floor with a flick of his arm, how hateful this woman was in his eyes.

Then he put on his coat and walked straight past her, leaving only a cold sentence and slammed the door, "It's okay if I don't sue him, but you, don't appear in front of me again." As soon as the hateful words fell, Fang Mohan seemed to hear the sound of his heartbreak.

In the dark, she couldn't hold back her tears anymore, lying on the ground and sobbing, Ren Zi'an, he hated himself so much after all, when she married into the Ren family, she thought that there would be such a day, but she didn't expect her father to be so excessive, and she didn't consider her feelings in the Ren family at all.

But Ren Zi'an, have you ever known that I love you more than I love myself.