Chief Secretary and President

Nangong Ling took the cup without suspicion. A cup of coffee slowly entered the esophagus and stomach.An Le'er can still remember the habits of many years, which not only makes Nangong Ling feel warm in his heart.

An Le'er watched Nangong Ling drink the coffee, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised. In this entertainment circle, she learned to pretend, to cheat, and even learned some tricks.

I remember that when I first entered this circle, I was also a pure woman. Except for Nangong Ling, she had never had a relationship with any man, but what happened later changed her completely. The unspoken rules of every film and television company that signed a contract became obstacles to her progress. The stumbling block and failure again and again made her disheartened.

When she woke up on the director's bed one day, the sun in her world was covered by black clouds, and the innocence was far away from her. Bloody shadows.

When she came to Dongcheng City, she had become a well-known actress. What surprised her was the appearance of Nangong Ling, and she was signed to his company in a dramatic way.

Nangong Ling drank coffee and wanted to get up to leave, but An Le'er stood up, leaned on Nangong Ling's shoulder with her forehead, and said softly, "I'm so dizzy, Ling, help me back to the bedroom .”

Nangong Ling put his arms around An Le'er's weak shoulders and walked towards the bedroom just now, but because of the height difference and current posture, he didn't see the scheming smile on An Le'er's face in his arms.

Nangong Ling helped An Le'er to lie on the bed, his head was a little dizzy, looking at An Le'er who had closed his eyes, he got up and wanted to walk out the door, but the dizziness made it difficult for him to move, thinking that he was usually very Pay attention to exercise, maybe I am a little tired from running back and forth recently, so I don't take it to heart.

However, just after taking two steps, Nangong Ling staggered to hold on to the cabinet next to the bed so as not to fall to the ground. An Le'er, who was lying on the bed, had already stood up and supported Nangong Ling's arm, her eyes were full of anxiety , helped Nangong Ling back to the bed, and greeted with concern: "Ling, how are you? Are you tired from catching the plane, why don't you take a rest at my place first."

Nangong Ling could no longer hear An Le'er's voice clearly, her eyes closed uncontrollably, and she slowly fell asleep.

An Le'er sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out her hand to caress the corners of Nangong Ling, this man gave the most true love before, but now what he gives is the most real pain, she lowered her head and pressed a kiss on his forehead, The lips are down, and the two lips are touching. At this moment, only she is kissing true love with her heart, and he will never respond to his dedication.

Covering the two of them with the quilt next to them, An Le'er put her arms around Nangong Ling's neck. Because of her illness, she was also a little sleepy. Without love, she could only use this method to keep Nangong Ling by her side. one night.

Jiang Xiyan in the villa had dinner and came to the study to surf the Internet for a while. In the empty villa, every footstep seemed to echo. Because of fear, she had turned on all the lights, and walked to the window from time to time to look at the night There were no flashing lights in the car, but in the end they were all disappointing to her.

Until midnight, it was pitch black outside the villa, Nangong Ling missed the appointment and did not come back.

Jiang Xiyan was conflicted, at first she didn't want Nangong Ling to come back, she was afraid that her existence would affect their marriage, as she said, she didn't want to be a third party, the love she wanted was mutual possession, mutual only.Now she desperately hopes that when she walks to the window, she can see the familiar figure of the car. It has been such a long time since they have been separated, and she also misses his coldness.

Sitting on the bed, Jiang Xiyan took off her coat and wanted to rest. The phone on the table rang, and she felt nervous. Nangong Ling said that she would come back later. At this time, she thought that besides Nangong Ling would call her, Unable to think of anyone else, he answered the call with a tingle of excitement: "President, when are you coming back?"

There was a brief pause on the phone, which made Jiang Xiyan a little puzzled. Just when she was about to speak again, Wen Weichen's voice appeared on the opposite side, but the anger was covered up in the voice: "Yanyan, I finally finished my work for you. A phone call, why are you still thinking about your president?" Although a little unhappy, Wen Weichen still caressed Jiang Xiyan's photo in his hand, which was taken on her desk last time, and now this photo has been re-entered The box is on his desk.

Jiang Xiyan scratched her head in embarrassment, and her face was blushed because of such a misunderstanding: "No...it's the president who has work to explain. I'm waiting for his call. Do you have anything to do with me?"

Wen Weichen can imagine Jiang Xiyan's loss now, as if he didn't hear his name from the other party's mouth now, but it's not the time to confess to her, so he can only bury this feeling in his heart first: "Oh, it's okay, I just wanted to talk to someone after I was busy, so I thought of you. Master will come over next Saturday. He is already planning to participate in the cooking competition in this world. I have an invitation letter here, and you will go with me when the time comes Let's cheer for Master."

This game is actually just a contest between Nangong Ling and Nangong Lie. It doesn't matter whether they go or not, but thinking of the bets in that game, Wen Weichen is very excited, and he can only use this reason to make an appointment Jiang Xiyan met herself.

Jiang Xiyan was silent for a while. The news of Yang Bojun's participation in the competition was known to her through the publicity newspapers. It happened that she also wanted to meet the elder. She thought about her work arrangement and happened to have a rest on Saturday. If there is no overtime , she can go: "Okay, I'll go there that Saturday too, I haven't seen Uncle Yang for a long time."

After the two made an appointment, Jiang Xiyan ended the phone call ahead of time. She didn't have the habit of talking on the phone with people in the middle of the night, so she stretched herself. Since Nangong Ling won't come back, she should take a good rest. Tomorrow She still has a lot of work to do, and only when she has enough energy can she prevent herself from making small mistakes in her work, although she has never made a mistake.

Wen Weichen stared straight at the phone with a smile on his face. He was relieved from the fatigue of work. Occasionally listening to this little girl's voice made him feel very comfortable. Jiang Xiyan had never shown the photo in his hand before. The smile caught his attention, he put the phone on the desk, and pressed a kiss on it with his lips.

When Jiang Xiyan was still in college, Wen Weichen's car accidentally scraped her calf. The feeling of holding Jiang Xiyan at that time was unforgettable for him.

After a simple bandage in the hospital, Jiang Xiyan even sneaked away while he was paying the money. He searched most of Dongcheng City but couldn't find her.

Because his parents forced him to study abroad, this matter was put on hold. He didn't expect that they would meet again at Yang Bojun's residence. It seemed that this was the opportunity God gave him, and he must grasp it well.