There was a moment of silence in the office.

Then Jiang Yimian said slowly and softly: "It's okay. ”

When she said this, she was so indifferent.

Lin Xue was still uncomfortable for a moment.

Her gaze then fell on Jiang Yimian's shoes, looking at the most ordinary pair of black canvas shoes, and froze for a few seconds.

The price of those shoes is only a few dozen yuan, but I didn't expect this eldest lady to fall so miserably in the past few years.

Jiang Yimian felt her gaze, and then his gaze fell on the pair of black canvas shoes on his feet, and his face tightened.

He moved his feet slightly, as if this would hide the embarrassment.

It's just that her behavior is really abrupt.

The contempt and ridicule in Lin Xue's eyes were even more obvious: "It seems that Miss Jiang has been very embarrassed in the past few years." ”

Jiang Yimian lowered his eyebrows and did not make a sound.

Over the years, she had developed a habit of silence, which would have saved her a lot of trouble.

On the contrary, the provocation in Lin Xue's eyes was even stronger, and she snorted coldly: "Miss Jiang is still so uneducated......"

But before she could finish her sarcastic words, she was interrupted by the sound of an open door.

It's Cho Kyung-yeon.

Lin Xue was very knowledgeable, immediately closed her mouth, and laughed instead: "Miss Jiang, I'll buy juice for you." ”

For her flattering appearance, Jiang Yimian was not too moved, but said lightly: "Thank you." ”

Lin Xue rolled her eyes in her heart, and then turned to leave.

The office door was closed again, and the room was quiet again.

Zhao Jingyan walked up to her, looked at her condescendingly, and asked slowly, "You are very short of money?" ”

"Hmm......" Jiang Yimian bit his lower lip and replied in a low voice.

Zhao Jingyan's eyes darkened, he didn't say anything more, turned around and took out a contract from the desk, handed it to her, and said in a calm tone: "Look, no problem, just sign it." ”

Jiang Yimian was stunned for a moment, but he still reached out to take the contract.

It's like taking a hot potato.

Time passed minute by minute, and looking at the contents of the contract, she only felt a chill all over her body.

Translated in the most straightforward terms, this contract is a deed of sale.

But it also has a nice name, called Life Secretary.

The afterglow of the setting sun is gradually swallowed up by the night.

At this moment, Zhao Jingyan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the bustling night view of Beicheng under his feet, his thin lips pursed, and he seemed to be immersed in his thoughts.

Behind him, Jiang Yimian sat on the sofa, his fingertips trembling, and he couldn't put down the pen for a long time.

She didn't want to send herself into the abyss again, but she had to.

Jiang Yimian's apricot eyes contained tears of pain at this time, but they did not fall.

She didn't dare to cry, she didn't want to show this humiliation.

"You've got three minutes to think about it."

Zhao Jingyan's flat voice came with urging.

Jiang Yimian's heart was like being pricked by a needle, and the pain was irrepressible.

In the last minute, she took a deep breath, clenched the tip of her pen, and finally relentlessly and dropped the last two strokes of her name.

She once again stepped into the abyss herself, and there was nothing she could do.

Tears blurred her vision after all, Jiang Yimian bit her lips, trying not to let her cry sound.

Zhao Jing slowly turned around and stepped forward, and after seeing the name on the contract, his heart finally landed.

He was selfish to some extent, but he had nothing to do with Jiang Yimian at the moment, he could only tie Jiang Yimian to his side first.

Even if she doesn't want to.

But only in this way can he settle down.