Chapter 280: They were obviously husband and wife, but they didn't sleep together

Huo Jingyan also paused, feeling that this Zhang Xin was not tactful at all, and I really didn't know how she had wandered in the circle of wealthy wives over the years.

"Zhihong, I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing for a while." Song Xin first admitted her mistake obediently, and then hurriedly looked at Yan Qing and said, "Secretary Yan, I'm sorry, I've always been outspoken, but I definitely don't have any malicious intentions, don't take it to heart." ”

Yan Qing didn't want Yan Zhihong to be angry, and said: "Madam, don't worry, Yan Qing believes that you are only quick to talk for a while, and you will never take it to heart." ”

Yan Zhihong was obviously in a bad mood, seeing that the parties didn't care, he didn't bother to worry about these people, but his heart was very blocked.

This was the first time he had gone out for such a long time, and Zhang Xin didn't remember his body at all and told him to pay attention. On the contrary, there are many dissatisfaction with the company's arrangement, and this greedy and hypocritical face is really chilling.

He glanced at Yan Xinling and Huo Jingyan, but he didn't expect that they were the people who really cared about him in the end.

After eating, Yan Zhihong said expressionlessly towards Yan Xinling and Huo Jingyan: "It's raining too much tonight, you can stay here and rest tonight." ”

After speaking, she went directly upstairs, Yan Xinling was very angry, and it was this kind of self-talk expression that helped her decide everything, if it wasn't for him to treat the disease, she wouldn't have bothered to come here tonight to see his face.

Huo Jingyan squeezed her hand and signaled her not to worry about the patient.

Sure enough, until eleven o'clock in the evening, the heavy rain outside did not stop.

The happiest thing is Yan Qing and Yang Ma, immediately arranged a room for the two, Yan Xinling's room was always there, Yang Ma led them upstairs, and said as she walked: "Miss Ling, Yang Ma really can't imagine that you will come back one day, my mother has always kept your room for you." ”

After knocking on the door and opening it, Mother Yang said slowly: "Since you moved out, the chairman ordered me to clean it every week so that you can come back to live at any time, this room is locked on weekdays, no one can go in except me, and the things inside are the same as before you left, basically not touched much." ”

Hearing this, Yan Xinling had an indescribable feeling in her heart: "Thank you, Mother Yang." She replied with a smile.

"What did Miss say, this is what Mama Yang should do, you don't know, your room is very well lit and ventilated, that woman would have coveted it for a long time, if the chairman hadn't allowed it, she would have occupied this room a long time ago." Mother Yang said that she couldn't hide the resentment in her heart, and the face of that woman who wanted everything really didn't give rise to a good feeling.

"Everyone is gone, what's the point of leaving the room behind." Yan Xinling didn't care.

"Miss, I don't approve of what you say, this little three is a little three, some things that are yours are yours, even if you don't live, don't give them easily. Besides, this is the place where you have lived since birth, and there are many good memories of you in it, how can you let her go in and spoil it. ”

Yan Xinling didn't answer, because her attention was on the top floor, and she couldn't help asking, "Who lives on the top floor?" She remembered that the last time she came, she only knew that it was a study above, and she didn't pay attention to whether there was a room, but she seemed to see Yan Zhihong go up just now.

Mother Yang glanced at it, and then said with a smile: "Above is the chairman's bedroom and study." ”

Yan Xinling raised her eyebrows slightly, when she came up just now, she paid attention to the observation, Yan Xinli and Zhang Xin lived on the first floor, and her room was on the second floor, and the next few rooms were used to put her mother's belongings.

Yan Xinling hasn't been back for seven or eight years, her bedroom is a typical European-style princess style, from the bed frame to the wardrobe, the dresser is all made of white pear wood, the wall is hung with the kind of specially enlarged photos, the whole room is arranged with a little fresh breeze, very warm.

Huo Jingyan was attracted by the photo of Yan Xinling on the wall at a glance.

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One more,

It began, and the truth began to emerge.

Guess what Huo Shao will know?