Jing Yan heard her scolding herself, she was neither annoyed nor angry, and she didn't even have a slight change in her expression.

And Shen Ruochu looked at his appearance that he didn't care about himself, and suddenly lost all his strength, and only felt unspeakably sad.

Bursts of dull pain came from her chest, and one of her hearts froze inch by inch in the pain.

What kind of person is Jing Yan?!

Actually, she knew it from the beginning, didn't she!

At a young age, he built a huge business empire on his own. The mall is overturned, the killing is decisive, and the people who never show mercy to their subordinates. What kind of good guy could he be?!

She remembered what Shen Xingzhi had said once when he threw a thick stack of files in front of her......

He said: At the beginning, these mergers and acquisitions were all the handiwork of Jing Yan. I say how cold and terrible he is, you don't believe it. If you still feel that he is worthy of your trust for the rest of your life after reading this, I have nothing to say.

But she has seen it, but she still has no hesitation.

Because she loves him, to the bone marrow.

So his strengths, his shortcomings, everything about him, are pleasing to her eyes and make her heart pound.

What is meanness, what is ruthless?!

Which superior is not so.

So, today, don't talk about this small threat. Even if he really stabbed her in the chest with a knife for his own purposes...... It's just that she did it herself!

"Shen Ruochu, you deserve it!" Shen Ruochu scolded himself fiercely in his heart, and in a blink of an eye, he saw a white steel trash can in the corner of the bathroom, and directly kicked it to the ground.

There's nothing in the trash.

There is a loud "clang" sound when he falls to the ground. The lid and the barrel body were separated, and it rolled all the way to Jing Yan's feet, and it took another half a circle before stopping.

Jing Yan frowned, silently bent down to pick up the somewhat deformed lid that had been broken, and went over to pick up the barrel and put it back in place. He turned around and went to the sink to wash his hands and dry, walked back to Shen Ruochu's side, took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and handed it to her.

Shen Ruochu stared at the pack of tissues for a few seconds, then raised his eyes and glared at him viciously, "The old lady didn't cry, no need!" ”

He looked at her red eyes, which shimmered in their dark eyes, as if he wanted to say something. But in the end, he only said one sentence, "Your mascara is on the corner of your mouth." ”

"Less good people! I don't need you to fake your kindness! She sniffed, lowered her head and pulled the tissue out of her bag, rubbing her anger around her lips regardless of whether it was in the right position or not.

"Alas......" a faint sigh overflowed from his mouth, with a hint of helplessness, "The lipstick rubbed against his nose. After saying that, he pulled one out of his bag and simply stepped forward to do it himself.

Shen Ruochu subconsciously wanted to distance himself from him, so he took a big step back and avoided it.

Jing Yan's movements failed, and his hands were in the air. Then he hung back to his side, and stood quietly watching as she threw away the tissue in her hand, and pulled out another one and rubbed it on her face.

Fortunately, Shen Ruochu did not have the habit of wearing heavy makeup, just a thin layer of powder. It didn't make a lot of faces.

When she was almost done, Jing Yan opened her mouth lightly, "Okay, Mrs. Jing." The party is over after staying down. ”

When Shen Ruochu heard this, he glanced at the person next to him with his spare eyes, crumpled the tissue into a ball and threw it into the trash. Ignoring him, he turned around and walked out of the bathroom.