The weekend before she left, she went to the nursing home again to see Fang Niannian.

When she went, Fang Niannian was crying, and when she saw her, she hurriedly wiped her tears and smiled.

Fang Ci asked lightly, "Why are you crying, someone is bullying you?" ”

Fang Niannian shook his head.

Fang Ci looked at her, "...... What can't I tell ? ”

Fang Niannian looked at her for a few seconds, then suddenly cried again and hugged her neck.

"What the hell is going on?"

Fang Niannian took the mobile phone, called up the chat history with Uncle Hao to show her, and gestured:

"The more I thought about it, the more I felt that my mother's face was wrong, so I went to ask Uncle Hao, and he said that my mother was sick."

Fang Ci pressed her down and reassured, "I'm going back on a business trip next week, and I'll learn about this matter by the way, you don't have to worry." ”

Fang Niannian has a lot of concerns:

"You must be very busy on a business trip, how can you have the energy to take care of your mother again? Also, what about the family? If Mom falls, who will support the company?"

When he mentioned this, Fang Ci felt a sense of powerlessness.

She was silent and said, "...... If her condition is really serious, I will find a way to deal with the family business, but if it doesn't work, I will take care of the family affairs and then go back to London, don't think about it. ”

"I'm going back with you, I'm a dumb and not a waste, I'm going back to take care of my mother."

"Don't stop me, I've heard what you said to Dr. Yang, and the doctor advised me to go back, right?"

Fang Ci looked at her eyes with tears in her eyes, and her heart was dejected.

The two of them came here together, how could they all go back overnight?

-

On the plane back to Beijing, Fang Ci looked at the clouds outside the porthole, and his heart turned upside down.

Perhaps, Dr. Yang Shumei is right: escaping the environment is always a way to treat the symptoms rather than the root cause.

Not only Fang Niannian, but also her.

No matter how far she escapes, once something happens to the Fang family, she still has to come back and face it.

Wu Yishan was very excited, "The benefits are really good, and they also bought us a first-class cabin, so we can sleep comfortably." ”

Otherwise, for more than ten hours, I would be crammed into the economy class, and I would be tired to death.

"Sister, you can sleep for a while, there will be a drinking party tomorrow, you have to recuperate."

On this trip, London's H· Company S also sent a small team over, and the acquirer would hold a small welcome reception, and then the London company would leave only a vice president and two negotiators, plus her and Wu Yishan, to stay in Beijing for two months.

After waking up from a sleep, the plane landed.

A group of more than a dozen people stayed at an international hotel in Guomao.

It was night, everyone was tired of traveling, and they had no intention of going out, so they all stayed in the hotel to rest.

The next day, early in the morning, Fang Ci received news from Fang Niannian that she and Yang Shumei had also left for Beijing.

Looking through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel and seeing the familiar but unfamiliar scenery outside, Fang Ci felt a sense of absurdity and inauthenticity.

Hometown.

Deeply rooted in the blood and bones, I can't forget it.

Escaping the environment and starting over is just self-deception.

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Attending the reception required a dress code, the men were in uniform suits and leather shoes, Wu Yishan bought herself a dress early, Fang Ci didn't spend that money, and turned out the haute couture skirt that the Song family bought for her a long time ago.

When I rummaged through the suitcase, a gray hooded sweatshirt that pressed the bottom of the box fell out.

It's been pressed in the trunk for too long, and it's all crumpled.

This dress has been with her everywhere for four and a half years.

Occasionally, she wears this sweatshirt as a home attire.

It's a kind of treatment that she has come up with, and when you wear it on your body, you become one, and you won't miss it again.

Even after four and a half years, her figure doesn't seem to have changed much, and she can still wear it just right in that haute couture.

Towards the end of the evening, the group of three cars went to another hotel where the cocktail party was held.

On the way, Wu Yishan kept praising her for the beauty of this dress.

It had just rained during the day and the ground was damp, Fang Ci carried her skirt and went to the executive lounge on the second top floor of the hotel with her colleagues.

The elevator was shining, and Wu Yishan saw Fang Ci's appearance from inside.

The haze blue satin halterneck dress exposes thin shoulders, a slender neck, amber pupils are indifferent and alienated, and the whole person is light and transparent.

Just standing like this, it also makes people feel that it is a clear and exquisite jade.

During her stay in London, she was praised by her colleagues as an "oriental beauty."

When I entered the lobby of the Executive Lounge, I saw several men and women in suits and leather shoes standing there, and it seemed that the buyer was already waiting.

Fang Ci's gaze swept over, but he was stunned.

There is a familiar face: Senior Tao Yinjun.

How could it be such a coincidence?

Isn't Tao Yinjun working in Wen's Group? How did it end up here?

Did he jump ship?

Tao Yinjun didn't seem to expect to see her, he was slightly stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "Wow, what a coincidence, senior sister, long time no see." ”

Fang Ci also pulled his lips and smiled, "It's really a coincidence, Senior Tao." ”

The two sides introduced each other to each other.

Fang Ci wants to ask, have you changed jobs? But he couldn't open his mouth.

Tao Yinjun didn't seem to think so much, took out his business cards from his chest pocket, and sent them to H· "I am the deputy director of the strategic investment department of Wenshi Group, and I hope this cooperation will go well." ”

Fang Ci's heart jumped violently, and he raised his hand and stroked his arm, and then said, "...... So, this time the acquirer is Wen's? ”

The voice is a little fluttery.

"Yes, I'm sorry, it's really a need for confidentiality, I can't talk about it before, if I knew it was you, it wouldn't be so troublesome."

Tao Yinjun smiled, "Oh yes, Mr. Wen will come in a while, let's wait for him." ”

Fang Ci reflexively wanted to take a step and turn away, but he couldn't move.

She was so nervous that she could barely stand on her feet, and her breathing began to feel stuffy.

How is she going to see him?

It's been four years.

It's been four years.

She really shouldn't have come back.

Wu Yishan leaned into her ear, "This person surnamed Tao is your senior?" It's so handsome. ”

Fang Ci poured a sip of champagne and responded to her vaguely.

Wu Yishan is a face control, and she was very excited to talk to her, asking Tao Yinjun what his character was like.

Fang Ci reluctantly smiled and talked to her.

It was at this time that a figure appeared around the corner of the hallway.

Fang Ci and everyone looked up together.

Tall figure, three-piece suit, shiny leather shoes.

She only glanced at it in a hurry, not daring to look more.

Tao Yinjun greeted him, and the two talked in a low voice.

The tall man, with one hand in his pocket, raised his eyes to look at Tao Yinjun when he said something.

Fang Ci immediately turned his head to look out the window.

She didn't feel any pause in the man's gaze on her face, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Wu Yishan was about to go crazy, "Ahh I just saw it, I, this glance, I'm going to have weak legs. ”

Of course he has the ability.

He has a lot of tricks to make people weak.

Fang Ci closed his eyes and forced himself not to think about it again.

Tao Yinjun led the man over.

H· The vice president of S beckoned everyone to get together, greeted each other warmly, and introduced each other.

Fang Ci was almost dragged by Wu Yishan and also stood in the crowd.

She held her glass in one hand and didn't lift her eyes.

In the handshake .

It was her turn.

Her fingertips almost trembled, and she used all her strength to prepare for it, and when she finally raised her eyes, she immediately crashed into those familiar eyes.

Pitch black, deep.

Even if you don't dare to look closely at his whole body, you can feel the male hormones rushing to his face.

He took her hand, looked at her without blinking, and his low voice grinded from the tip of his heart, and said, "Smell the feast." ”