I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

Jiang Chacha has been working with the new president for half a month.

The person Wen Huaizhi chose was really good, at least his professional ability was much stronger than him.

That day, Wen Huaizhi's things were all packed in cardboard boxes. Everyone thought that these miscellaneous things were basically useless, but Wen Huaizhi probably didn't want them.

But still have to call and ask first.

But he didn't expect Wen Huaizhi to be silent for a few seconds on the other end of the phone, and then said.

"Send it to me."

He sent people back what should be thrown away.

Of course, it wasn't Jiang Chacha who made the call, it was someone else, and what Wen Huaizhi said on the phone was also what she heard through someone else's mouth.

This was the last bit of news she heard about Wen Huaizhi.

Later, although colleagues would still say a few words about the memory of the former president, as time passed, everyone gradually let go of it, and slowly, more and more people mentioned Wen Huaizhi.

Even Jiang Chacha doesn't think of Wen Huaizhi much.

But once in a while after work, she stretched her waist and looked up, and saw the handsome boy wearing glasses opposite, she would have the illusion that Wen Huaizhi was still here.

Everyone has their own life, and Jiang Chacha has gotten used to the fact that she has changed colleagues.

No one stays in the past.

Another month passed, and when she looked in the mirror, Jiang Chacha felt that her facial features had opened up longer, her greenness had gradually faded, and her chin had become sharper.

I heard that Wen Huaizhi's situation is not very good now.

It seems that the relationship between his illegitimate son and the chaebol's father really broke down. There are rumors that his father is afraid of his sharpness and wants to send him abroad, and even darker rumors say that he is going to be sent to a mental hospital.

There are many theories, and there are different opinions. The secret of the wealthy family is a veil that many people want to uncover.

But about Wen Huaizhi, Jiang Chacha heard and saw it on the news.

The two people have become farther and farther apart, from the most hated person to an irrelevant person.

Later at Christmas time.

She suddenly received a message from a stranger.

--Merry Christmas.

Unfamiliar numbers, anonymous messages.

Not knowing who it was, Jiang Chacha thought about it, and after two hours, she politely sent a Merry Christmas message to the stranger opposite.

As the vice president, she is getting better and better, and she is becoming more and more calm in her work.

Because she couldn't even work part-time, Jiang Chacha would simply work late at the student union every day.

One day, in December, it rained heavily.

The region here belongs to the south, not the north, and the cold in winter is a magic attack. Once it rains, the cold moisture will penetrate directly into the down jacket.

Sitting in the office with the light turned on, Jiang Chacha put a hot water bottle beside her. When she was cold, she put her hands on it to warm up. Next to the hot water bottle, there was a light pink woolen glove. , The snow-white fluff emits a white and warm luster under the lamp.

Suddenly, it rained heavily.

Jiang Chacha looked at the rain outside the window and felt that she was in no hurry, so she would wait until the rain stopped before leaving.

She was the last person to leave today.

Jiang Chacha felt that she had become a self-disciplined person like Wen Huaizhi, and now she seemed to understand the mood of that workaholic.Once you are bored and devote yourself to these things, you will feel a little addicted, and you will feel satisfied after everything is done.

She gradually understood Wen Huaizhi.

But when she was about to go home, she found that the student union's spare umbrellas had been taken away, because no one thought that it would rain in the evening, so everyone took an umbrella.

By the time she came downstairs, the umbrella basket was empty.

She was standing at the gate, and she wanted to stand here to wait for the rain to stop, but suddenly, she found an umbrella in the corner.

This is not the student union's spare umbrella.

The workmanship of this umbrella is very advanced, and it seems that someone left it on purpose.

Jiang Chacha picked it up, looked left and right, but found no one.She didn't want to think about it at all, and walked into the rain curtain holding the umbrella.

Later on, she was used to walking at night at school because she was always busy until late.

She was a little scared at first, but she got used to it later on. Besides, what is there to be afraid of in school?

On winter nights, only street lamps are left on the campus, and the night is quiet, only the sound of wind and leaves can be heard.

Jiang Chacha is used to walking at night, and she also likes the atmosphere of winter nights, as if her heart has been washed away, leaving only a piece of tranquility.

It's just that sometimes, the campus sometimes makes strange noises, and at such times, she will be very scared.

On this day, she was walking around the campus as usual, and as she walked, she heard a strange cry, similar to the cry of a child.

Behind, something was frightened and ran out of the grass. She took a closer look and found out that it was a cat.

It turned out that the cat was meowing.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn't until someone told her later that she didn't know that when she was walking at night during that time, Bian Jichen always followed silently and guarded her silently.