"I'll send a mass email when I go back and ask them to pay attention to it while they work."

The secretary said vaguely: "Don't pass on these ...... Messy gossip. ”

"Leave them alone."

Ji Anyang's face was pale, but the secretary was stunned.

What does that mean?

Her heart moved, and she subconsciously looked at the vice president.

Could it be that the gossip that those people said nonsense in their mouths turned out to be true?

The two of them entered Ji Heng's office together. The secretary went to prepare the materials for tomorrow's meeting, Ji Anyang sat in front of Ji Heng's desk and coughed: "Brother? ”

"Hmm."

Ji Heng was still meticulous in his work, and he didn't mean to look at her more.

"You're going to finish next year's work......"

Ji Anyang sighed and knocked on the table: "I spend it in the group during the day, and I go to the bar to consume it at night...... President Jida, if you continue like this, I'm afraid that our Ji Group will be leaderless one day! ”

After saying this, she regretted it a little.

Since he came out of the Genting Hotel that day, Ji Heng has become more and more silent day by day, and everyone around him can feel his anxiety-

Ji Anyang hooked the corners of his mouth self-deprecatingly, this man is naturally boring, and his personality has always been cold, and he rarely confides in others.

Restless, it was also silent.

"Wen Yu doesn't know where it is now."

Ji Anyang was thinking about him and Yang Mengyao, but when she opened her mouth, she mentioned Wen Yi instead, and she couldn't help but sigh again: "Since the last time I met Wen Xi's little girl, I have always thought of her. ”

The two of them once had a child.

If that girl is her and Ji Heng's baby......

Ji Heng paused for a moment and did not speak.

How nice it would be.

Ji Anyang smiled bitterly and still threw the topic away.

She struggled and spoke: "Yang Mengyao's ...... over there"

At least when he was with Wen Yi, he still knew how to laugh.

Her eyes were gloomy, and she couldn't hide her disgust for the woman: "If you want to know anything, I can go and check it for you." ”

"Not necessarily."

Ji Heng buried his head between the documents, and when he heard Ji Anyang sigh faintly, he heard the sound of high heels, and it was she who got up and walked out.

He indifferently returned his attention to the work in front of him, and he was so busy that another day had passed.

The daylight gradually fell, the lights came on, and the staff of the group walked outside the building in twos and threes, and the evening breeze blew in through the windows that the secretary forgot to close, with the sweltering heat of midsummer.

Ji Heng finally pushed away the document in front of him expressionlessly, habitually walked to his lounge, and lay down with his clothes closed.

But he was sleepless for a long time, and the quilt on his body still had a smell of sunshine, and there was no tiresome entanglement of Yang Mengyao next to him.

The physical and mental exhaustion could not be dissipated no matter what.

He finally stood up, hurried to the cloakroom, and took out the box that had been in his coat.

But it doesn't give him any more comfort......

Wen Yu's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Where are you going?"

He subconsciously froze in place and looked to his side in a trance.

But it was empty, nothing.

At that time, Wen Yu was not completely numb, and when he looked at himself, there was always obvious joy on his face.

The past of several years ago suddenly jumped into my heart.

The night he sent Wen Yi to Jiang Linghan's side, he couldn't remember whether it was midsummer or a chilly late autumn.

I just remember that my heart was the same as now, restless and almost crazy.

The woman seemed to have sensed something, and had been peeking at herself timidly.

Wen Yi has never been as pestering as Yang Mengyao.

If you treat her well, the woman's eyes will be pure joy, and she will stick to her shyly and timidly, and her eyes will be shining.

If she is given a cold reception for no reason, the light in her eyes will dissipate little by little, and she will bear it all silently.

He closed his eyes indifferently. He let himself fall back into the depths of darkness.

What was he thinking?

There doesn't seem to be any desire for revenge.

Ji Heng frowned, pressed his suddenly aching heart, and quietly waited for this heartache to pass.

It's just that as today, my heart hurts.

But I don't know why this heartache comes from and how to solve it.

………………………………

"Hello sir, this is the ...... you ordered"

The bar was brightly lit, with young men and women coming and going, laughing and dancing loudly, and their faces glowing with merriment.

Ji Heng raised the glass pushed by the bartender expressionlessly, and the transparent liquid also refracted the bizarre light under the messy light of the bar.

He drank them down with a blank face, and the alcohol fell into the stomach pouch in the air, causing a burning pain.

The bartender coughed and said tentatively, "Sir, why don't you settle the bill first?" ”

After he came out of the company, he drove the Maybach here, didn't talk to others, didn't pay attention to the girls' accostings, just sat here, poured glass after glass into his stomach, and there was no extra expression from beginning to end.

The bartender was afraid that this man would get drunk for a while, and tonight's income would be empty.

"Or, you call a friend first, and if the wine comes up in a while, who will send you home?"

Ji Heng hooked the corners of his mouth as if laughing at himself, took out a credit card, and put it on the table silently.

Who else could he call?

He didn't want to see anyone who could be called.

What you want to see......

I don't want to come with him anymore.

The bartender swallowed, took the card, cleared the bill for the evening, and quickly sent it back.

After the money was in hand, he coughed, and the smile on his face became more and more genuine: "Sir, do you want another drink?" ”

Ji Heng chuckled: "Okay." ”

The bartender was startled, he thought that this man had drunk so many glasses, and it was estimated that he was about to get drunk to death, thinking that while he was not sober, he would fish in troubled waters and make a little more money.

Unexpectedly, this man still had clear eyes, and he did not mean to be drunk at all.

He made a new glass of wine and handed it to the man: "The new guests at the table next to him have already spread out several ......."

"You're still here, and the more you drink, the more sober you get."

Ji Heng silently raised the glass of wine and drank it all.

Raise a glass to dispel sorrow and sorrow...... The ancients did not deceive me.

The sorrow that looms in my heart and cannot be resolved no matter what, becomes clearer at this moment.

Ji Heng closed his eyes, and the alcohol did not take away his reason, but made him more emotionally vulnerable.

The bartender looked at the man from the side, and in a trance, he seemed to feel his pain and guilt.

He looked at Ji Heng curiously.

What is there to suffer about this person?

The suit on his body is obviously expensive, showing this person's good economic strength.

Don't talk about those, just see his handsome skin, those little sisters all straightened their eyes, trying their best to pounce on this person.

Such good conditions...... What is he regretting?

Ji Heng put down the cup expressionlessly and stumbled out of the crowded bar.

In the middle of summer, in such a prosperous area, even if it is late at night, the street is very lively, pedestrians call friends, walk together in twos and threes, the heat is steaming, everyone is sweating profusely, but the face is a happy expression.

A vague thought suddenly flashed in Ji Heng's heart.

Maybe it's because you're with someone you like, so you can laugh heartily no matter what the situation.

Ji Heng leaned next to Maybach and sat down slowly, his expensive suit pants rubbed on the cement floor, he hooked the corners of his mouth, looking at the little couple gathered together on the street, it was the first time he ......

So embarrassed.

It was also the first time in my life that I tasted regret and guilt.

………………………………

"Where's the gentleman?"

Ji Zhai.

Xiao Huang was startled by the sudden female voice behind her, goosebumps jumped out all over her body, and she almost smashed the rag in her hand, but fortunately saw the face of her hostess at the last moment: "Madam? ”

Yang Mengyao looked at Xiao Huang expressionlessly, her expression was haggard, no matter how delicate her makeup was, she couldn't suppress her anxiety and decadence, with a hint of nervous tension in her tone: "He still hasn't come back, right?" ”

Xiao Huang coughed, and opened the distance between herself and her without a trace, Yang Mengyao has become more and more crazy in the past few days, and she wants to take the servants below to cut if she has nothing to do, and several of them are very annoyed, and they deal with it vaguely: "It should be something in the company." ”

Yang Mengyao's eyelids jumped spasmodically, she took a deep breath, and it seemed that she could no longer suppress the pain in her heart: "It's been two days...... He hadn't been home for two days. ”

The morning wind blew in through the window, carrying a smell of grass and the freshness of dew.

Yang Mengyao couldn't support it anymore, the whole person was already shaky, the corners of her mouth were nervously hooked, and her voice was extremely low: "Does he still regard this place as home?" ”

"Does he not want me anymore?"

Xiao Huang didn't dare to say more to her, so he hurriedly retreated.

After a while, I heard the sound of the woman falling and smashing, and it seemed that she had smashed the vase that had just been replaced in the living room.

The door was opened, and it fell slammed shut, and Yang Mengyao seemed to be going out.

Xiao Huang and Steward Wang in the corner glanced at each other, and the two looked at each other: "Where is she going?" ”

Steward Wang slowly frowned: "Don't go to the company...... Did you go to the company and find someone? ”

…………………………………………

"Where else can I go? I want to see Ji Heng! ”

Yang Mengyao's face was hideous: "What do you mean by this?" ”

The employees next to him came and went, throwing gossipy glances at the president's wife here from time to time.