Song Yan watched the hot searches on Weibo all the time, and the more ugly the comments on the people on it, the more ugly her face became.

Is she jealous of Lin Nianwei?

A word woke up the person in the dream, yes, she Song Yan was jealous of that person all the time. Young, beautiful, and not bad at acting. The most important thing is that the person is willing to play with her, even if it is only a small part, it can make her jealous to the point of madness.

Song Yan is also the person Jiang Yihan has a crush on, he has cultivated her for six years, sent her to auditions, sent her to award ceremonies, and sent her to fan meetings...... Everything about her seemed to pass through that man's hand, but it didn't actually pass through his hand.

He will arrange what kind of play she will play, he will arrange her announcements, and he will arrange her vacation. But those were all carefully prepared by the people below, and he picked them again.

There are also things he does himself, but in the end, he arranges for others to do it. He always treated her as an ordinary employee, and there was nothing special about her at all.

But even so, she is also the person closest to him, which is Song Yan's last bit of lucky satisfaction.

It's just that Lin Nianwei ruined her last bit of satisfaction, and she couldn't find anything special anymore. So she was angry, complained, and targeted, but she had recently been forced into such a situation.

Song Yan opened her eyes and laughed at herself. Now it's just an impossible person, let yourself be jealous to the point of madness, what if one day the person who actually appears to replace you appears?

Or even when he met his lover one day? How could she possibly stand it.

The woman who has always been arrogant squatted on the ground, her back was straight, without the slightest distortion, obviously she was still that high, but her back was indescribably lonely.

"Sister Song, let's contact Sheng Kai's public relations, the president won't ignore you."

Song Yan came back to her senses from her thoughts, she reached for her phone, and looked at the foul words masochistically.

"That person? I'm still playing with those warblers and swallows, how can I have time to pay attention to me! ”

The little assistant hurriedly shook his head and said, "How come, the president cares about you very much." Although he didn't think it was appropriate this time, he still went with you......"

Song Yan sneered, and her face became more and more cold under the light on the screen, a little terrifying.

"Is he trying to prove to me how stupid I am? Now, just to prove how stupid I am, he's going to laugh at me, right? ”

The little assistant was anxious: "Why do you think so?" Although the reputation of our president is not very good, he is sincere to you. How can you speculate on his kindness? ”

Song Yan didn't care, she waved her hand and motioned to the assistant to stop talking.

The door was pushed open, and under the light, it was the same person they had just discussed.

The man came in a hurry, and there was even a lipstick mark on his shirt, and he looked like a playboy all over.

He looked at Song Yan, his breathing calmed down for a while, and then he said, "I'll help you find a way to do those things on the Internet, you don't have to worry." ”

Song Yan didn't expect that the first thing he said when he came in was this, not ridicule and ridicule, but comfort.

"What can you think of?"

As if she was used to it, she casually uttered a few sarcastic words. When she first sought cooperation, all she thought about was changing jobs. But in the name of liking, he bewitched himself.

At that time, she just wanted him to look at herself more and make him regret it, and she didn't think about whether the other person really had affection. Whether the other person has or not, she can only live up to it, because that narrow heart is already filled with people, and she can't tolerate others.