Kuai Chuan is healing the powerful and miserable bosses every day

Chapter 208 ② Against (17)

Seeing this, Wen Jinhuan swallowed his words back, and stood aside without speaking.

Gan Tingtang flipped through the unprocessed files, but said nothing.

Mu Xin was on the sidelines, smirking, "Look, I haven't finished a document for a whole day."

"..."

Wen Jinhuan was really wronged. The documents she had to deal with didn't say which one was urgently needed, but only said that it would be completed in one day.

And Wen Jinhuan has already completed more than half of it, and now there are three left.

Mu Xin just picked out unprocessed files, she wanted to have Wen Jinhuan from the very beginning.

Gan Tingtang said calmly, "Are you in a hurry?"

He looked at no one, not even a head.

"Of course, it will be used later in the meeting." While Mu Xin was speaking, she gave Wen Jinhuan a look.

Immediately, I heard Gan Tingtang say: "Okay, when you want it, I'll handle it."

"..." wow!

Wen Jinhuan's pupils dilated slightly, with surprise, his brows and eyes moved slightly.

The expression on Mu Xin's face changed subtly, and she squinted at Wen Jinhuan.

Then he said: "Mr. Gan is overqualified for such a document."

"Didn't you say it was urgent?" Gan Tingtang looked up at her.

Mu Xin choked, "I'm in a bit of a hurry."

Wen Jinhuan stood up and said, "Mr. Gan, let me do it. This is my job. I will deal with it within the specified time. I will definitely not delay everyone's work progress."

She took the document back from Gan Tingtang's hands, and vowed: "I will deal with this document immediately and send it to Director Mu. Please rest assured Mr. Gan and Director Mu."

"..."

Mu Xin said, "I want it in half an hour."

Wen Jinhuan nodded, "Understood, Director Mu."

She sat down to process the documents, Gan Tingtang called Mu Xin away.

After a few minutes, Mu Xin came out of the office, stepped on a pair of high heels, and heard the sound of her high heels from afar.

It seems a bit abrupt in the quiet office area.

She has been working for such a long time, and she wears high heels that are [-] centimeters every day. Wen Jinhuan has never seen high heels that are [-] centimeters lower than hers, let alone other flat shoes.

Wen Jinhuan only wears high heels unless necessary. Now she wears flat shoes.

Mu Xin wore such high heels to look at Wen Jinhuan at the same level. It seems that she may be short of height, and she needs to rely on high heels to support her, otherwise she will not be able to gain momentum.

Wen Jinhuan is too lazy to compare her aura with her. It's really cold to wear high heels in the current weather.

In the next second, the sound of high heels stopped beside the desk, and a dark green dress appeared in the corner of my vision.

Wen Jinhuan didn't move, and continued with her work.

The person next to him stayed for a few seconds, stepped on his high heels and left.

In twenty minutes, Wen Jinhuan drove out the document and sent it to the review department. He was notified that the document was not urgent and the meeting this afternoon was cancelled.

Wen Jinhuan looked at the reply, didn't say anything, and finally got back to know.

Just target it.

Wen Jinhuan ignored it, and continued to process the rest of the documents.

Others in the group sent messages asking what happened to her and Mu Xin.

Everyone saw it and vaguely felt that Wen Jinhuan was being targeted by Mu Xin.

Wen Jinhuan replied to everyone that it's okay, it's a matter of work.

She knows very well that she can't have a deep friendship with her colleagues, let alone talk about gossip between colleagues, lest she be caught by someone with a heart.

In the end, Wen Jinhuan got off work half an hour later than everyone else, and finished all the work at 06:30.

Wen Jinhuan folded the documents, leaned back on the back of the chair, didn't rush to walk, and rubbed his swollen neck to relax it.

Stretching, she really sat for a whole day, facing the computer, never leaving for a moment, and spent her lunch break processing documents.

Gan Tingtang came out at some point, "Are you off work, let's have dinner together."

Wen Jinhuan's hand was stretched out in the air. She heard the voice and immediately retracted it. She turned her head and smiled, "Thank you, Mr. Gan, for taking care of me. It's too much trouble."

"No trouble, drop by." He shrugged.

The tie on the shirt was taken off by him, and a brown coat was put on over the suit jacket, which set off his tall and straight figure, unrestrained and unrestrained.

He looks like a college student in appearance, and he is the same age as her.

Wen Jinhuan smiled helplessly, "It's not going my way this time, I'm moving."

"Moving?" He was a little surprised and murmured.

Frowning slightly, he looked at Wen Jinhuan.

What does moving mean? Is it what he thought it meant, or something else.

"That's right, I've moved." Wen Jinhuan smiled, "I don't need to bother Mr. Gan."

"Where did you move to?" Gan Tingtang asked.

Wen Jinhuan thought for a while, "Road No. [-]."

Gan Tingtang remained silent, thinking about other things, the area around No. [-] Road was basically a community, there were no villas, and the area where Wen Jinhuan lived before was a villa area.

She moved out of the villa area, which must be what he thought.

"You and An Tinglan..." He paused, pursed his lips and did not continue.

But obviously he already knew the answer.

Wen Jinhuan changed other topics calmly, with a smile still on her face, "Mr. Gan, I'm off work first."

She packed up her things, took her bag, and turned off the computer.

"Together." Gan Tingtang said, and walked into the elevator side by side with her.

After getting out of the elevator, Gan Tingtang still asked her to take her home, but Wen Jinhuan still refused.

"Qi Yuqian." He stopped Wen Jinhuan and called out.

"..."

Wen Jinhuan stood still and didn't look back.

The person behind said: "I want to chase you."

The cold wind blew, and her hair was blown and stuck to her face. Wen Jinhuan didn't care, she turned her head.

Looking at Gan Tingtang without emotional fluctuations, Wen Jinhuan shook his head lightly, the wind was hanging on his face, a little hurt, and his eyes were dry.

She didn't know if it was because of the wind, but she saw that Gan Tingtang's eyes were gradually turning red.

Gan Tingtang twitched the corners of his mouth, showing an expression uglier than crying, "I really have no chance?"

He came over and said as he walked, "I knew you earlier than An Tinglan. I have known you for several years, and I have always liked you."

"When I saw you appearing for the company interview, I wondered if God heard my prayer and let me meet you again."

During the interview that day, he went downstairs to inspect the work. He passed the interview room inadvertently and heard Wen Jinhuan's voice. He couldn't believe it at the time.

Until Wen Jinhuan turned his head, the dead flame of hope in his heart was rekindled.

At that moment he felt the feeling that his heart could jump out of his chest, beating uncontrollably.

He felt that God knew about the person he was waiting for, and took pity on him once, so he sent him here.

He was thinking at the time that no matter what, he would keep Wen Jinhuan, so he offered her a high salary.

But when he found out that she was married, Gan Tingtang knew that he would not see her. He hadn't seen her since graduation, so it turned out that she was going to get married.

At the beginning, he wanted to keep this love in his heart and bury it, planning to never see the sun.

As a result, he now knew the news of Wen Jinhuan and An Tinglan's divorce. He thought it was a chance God gave him, so he expressed his heart to Wen Jinhuan without thinking.

He stood in front of Wen Jinhuan, looked into Wen Jinhuan's eyes, his eyes flickered, and said sincerely: "If you and An Tinglan divorce, please give me a chance to chase you."

When he was in college, he tried to get close to Wen Jinhuan, but unfortunately, he didn't know whether it was Wen Jinhuan who knew too much and kept pretending to be stupid, or whether he was really straightforward, and he seldom approached her successful boys with purpose.

Just like the day he forcibly delivered the umbrella last time, after he went back, Wen Jinhuan didn't seem to take the umbrella, but put the umbrella in the classroom.

She refuses people thousands of miles away, so cold that people want to get close, but there is no way and no way to start.

Later, Gan Tingtang was a little frustrated. He thought he was a little handsome, and he played basketball on the school team. Usually, there were girls who wanted to contact him.

How could he hang himself on a tree, and his friends advised him to give up.

But the more he wanted to forget, the more he couldn't forget.

"You know, some people don't come early."

Wen Jinhuan simply explained the words to him clearly, "It's not that I didn't see your intentions at the time in college. I only wanted to make achievements in academics. I wouldn't consider the relationship between children and children. If I had I like you, so why wait until now. Now I only want my career and nothing else. "

She did not deny the divorce with An Tinglan, and the side response confirmed the truth.

In Wen Jinhuan's words, she heard the despair and giving up on love, and Gan Tingtang wondered if she had been wronged and hurt in her marriage.

He thought of Mu Xin and An Tinglan, and he bumped into them several times, such as picking up people downstairs at the company.

At first he thought it was Mu Xin's boyfriend, and joked that she found her boyfriend so soon after returning to China.

It was only when he saw the man's face clearly from behind that he realized it was An Tinglan.

He went to ask Mu Xin what was going on, and Mu Xin said that she and An Tinglan just missed each other before, but now they cherish each other.

It is not clear whether the reason for their divorce is because of this, Gan Tingtang feels resentful for her.

Immediately, he asked softly, "Is it because my cousin's appearance destroyed your family?"

Oh yes, his cousin is Mu Xin, who joined the company to work with him as soon as he returned to China.

Wen Jinhuan remained silent.

"I apologize to you on her behalf," he said.

Wen Jinhuan said with a cold face, "Gan Tingtang, you are responsible for what you do, and others are responsible for other people's affairs. It's nothing for you to apologize for others."

After speaking, she turned around and left, and stopped a taxi by the side of the road.

An unremarkable black Audi was parked on the side of the road in the other direction.

The window of the back seat was lowered by half, and a man could be vaguely seen sitting inside. The lower body was hidden in the compartment, and the upper body was only seen with a smooth side face, slightly pursed lips, deep and quiet eyes.

I don't know how long I have been looking here, without any expression on my face, with my right hand lightly resting on my knee, and the other hand holding a divorce agreement.

This divorce agreement was seen in his study, and Wen Jinhuan had already signed her name.

He just got it, and Wen Jinhuan also moved away.

When An Tinglan returned to the villa, the people who came out to greet her did not see Aunt Fang, and learned that she was in the old house.

The villa seemed very quiet and lonely, without any warmth.

He felt as if a piece of his heart had been ripped out, leaving it empty.

After he saw the divorce agreement, the idea that she had moved out immediately came to his mind.

Sure enough, he went downstairs and unscrewed the bedroom where Wen Jinhuan lived. It seemed that nothing had changed, but the breath coming over her face revealed that she had moved out.

The quilt on the bed was spread neatly, the dressing table was empty, and the pillows on the sofa were neatly arranged.

As if it had been cleaned specially, he opened the closet and saw that it was empty.

The bathroom is not much empty, I keep two or three bottles for myself.

An Tinglan found out that she took all of Wen Jinhuan's own things.

Other things that are not hers are still placed in their original positions.

Aunt Fang was taken back to the old house by her. Judging by the cleanliness of the room, there was no dust on the table, so it should have just moved out in the past two days.

He got into the car with the documents, asked the driver to drive, and drove downstairs to Wen Jinhuan's company.

Then he saw the scene just now, it was a little far away, and he couldn't hear what they were talking about.

The phone suddenly rang a short ringtone, he took it out and saw that it was Mu Xin calling.

An Tinglan connected the phone and closed the car window.

"Ting Lan," Mu Xin on the other side of the phone said in a sweet and greasy tone, "Shall we have dinner together?"

An Tinglan threw out two words coldly, "Work overtime."

Mu Xin was stunned for a moment, "Okay then, you should be busy first, and then come to me when you're not busy, okay?"

An Tinglan narrowed his eyes slightly, and hummed lightly.

Mu Xin said happily: "Okay, you are busy, I won't bother you anymore."

"..."

After hanging up the phone, An Tinglan clicked on the contact, someone's WeChat chat box.

They seldom sent messages to each other, and the messages of more than a year disappeared after a few swipes.

Staring at the obscure eyes of the chat box for a while, he turned off the phone.

An Tinglan raised her head and slightly leaned on her back, raised her hand and pinched her temple.

Then, he asked the driver to drive on No. [-] road.

He asked someone to check the new address of Wen Jinhuan's move, and drove to the road opposite the neighborhood outside to stop.

Wen Jinhuan entered the community, An Tinglan saw her back.

After a long time, night fell, the entrance of the community and the street lights were brightly lit, and the houses in the community were lit up.

Among the thousands of lights, none of them were turned on for him, nor were they waiting for him to return home.

It was his own fault.

There was only one lone car parked on the side of the road, seemingly abandoned.

After dinner, some people in the community came out for a walk.

Around nine o'clock, those who went out for activities almost went home, because the temperature outside was getting lower and lower.

Around ten o'clock, An Tinglan asked the driver to drive and went back to the villa.

They didn't live in the same room before, and he felt the same with her or without her.

Now I find that the villa seems to be missing a lot of things.

He didn't think the villa was big before, but now he thinks the big villa is too deserted.

This feeling is like going back to the month when his parents died when he was seven years old and he lived alone.

The sense of loneliness was eroding him little by little.

An Tinglan didn't fall asleep all night, and when she closed her eyes, Wen Jinhuan's gentle and gentle face appeared in her mind.

Before dawn, he drove out of the villa and returned to his apartment.

He was betting in his heart that it would be better to change the place.

(End of this chapter)