Chief Secretary and President

Putting on her slippers, Jiang Xiyan walked into the living room. This apartment was remodeled and connected to the upper floor. The marble steps in the center of the living room extended to the upper floor. The white carved nanmu wood on the armrests added a bit of extravagance.

The European-style design, the crystal pendant lantern on the top and the thick big sofa make people more intimate. Sitting on that priceless sofa, Jiang Xiyan laments the rich people's enjoyment of life, and the fragrance of flowers on the table rushes towards her. , although it is inside the house, it does not lose the freshness of nature: "Wow, Weichen, your home is so beautiful."

Wen Weichen has lived here for several years. It is not the most luxurious place, but he designed and decorated it himself, especially the open kitchen connected to the living room. It is his favorite, with a proud look on his face. People's approval is also a kind of satisfaction: "That's right, I designed this myself, and every item here is from the hands of a master. Okay, don't praise me, just take a look for yourself, I, the cook, will go and make it for you now." The princess is going to cook."

Jiang Xiyan looked at Wen Weichen who was wandering around the kitchen. Here, there is indeed a taste of home. This man is an elite in the shopping mall and a leader in the chef world.

Stand up and look at this beautiful castle. As Wen Weichen said, every item here is from the hands of famous masters. Even the small embellishments are exquisite and beautiful. People don't feel surprised by these skilled craftsmen .

Walking to the second floor holding the handrail, the layout of the second floor is quite different from the first floor. The bright large glass gives people a broad view, and the bookcase embedded in the wall is full of various books. Jiang Xiyan After reading a few books, they were all commercial, which she was not interested in.

The desk is located in front of the glass window, where you can work or read a book. When you are tired, you can look into the distance and let your eyes rest.Looking down at the lights at your feet, the city can be seen in the far direction, which makes people feel much more comfortable.

Sitting in front of the desk, several magazines caught Jiang Xiyan's attention, just because the cover showed Nangong Ling's handsome figure, but his face lacked a little warmth, which made him even more domineering.

The book introduces the beginning of Nangong Ling in Dongcheng City. Overseas Chinese have achieved a dream of this city. He has high IQ and high education. In the shopping mall that is fighting openly and secretly.

Wen Weichen's voice sounded downstairs, Jiang Xiyan put the magazine back on the desk and walked downstairs.

The light downstairs was replaced by candlelight on the dining table, soft music sounded, and the two cups of brown liquid on the table were exuding a strong aroma through the candlelight.

Wen Weichen pulled up the European-style chair in a gentlemanly manner, waited carefully for Jiang Xiyan to stand up and pushed it towards the dining table, then he turned around and sat down on the chair by himself.

There are several Western-style meals on the table, well-fried steak, fruit checkerboard cheesecake, mango pudding, and a sweet and delicious fruit salad.

There were sparks in Jiang Xiyan's eyes, her stomach was already protesting, smelling this delicious meal, she had already reminded the host that it was time to eat, she smiled embarrassedly at Wen Weichen: "My stomach is not up to snuff, she wants to Eat cheesecake."

"Haha, it seems that the princess is really hungry, whichever you want to eat, you are welcome." What Wen Weichen always wanted was Jiang Xiyan's smile, her sincere smile.

Jiang Xiyan ate a few mouthfuls of steak, raised her wine glass to touch Wen Weichen, she still wanted to keep the atmosphere a little better for herself, after all, it is still unknown when she will eat the dishes made by Wen Weichen next time.

Wen Weichen took a sip of the red wine and put down the glass. He had seen Jiang Xiyan's disappointment in the commercial street just now, and that kind of heartache would also make him hurt: "Are you unhappy today? I see you are there I'm distracted listening to the music."

Jiang Xiyan also stopped the movement of her hands, Nangong Ling's appearance rushed to her eyes again, put down the knife and fork, and looked at Wen Weichen seriously, she wanted such a blue-faced confidant: "I fall in love with someone who doesn't love you." My man, most importantly, he has a family."

Wen Weichen looked at the night outside the window, if Jiang Xiyan said that the person she fell in love with was him, he would desperately take her away, but the person she loved was not him, turning her head, Jiang Xiyan bit her lower lip tightly It made him reluctant again: "It's Nangong Ling, since you know there will be no results, shouldn't you come out earlier?"

Jiang Xiyan took a deep breath of air, her nostrils were filled with the smell of dishes: "Well, I wanted to leave, but he didn't agree, and tore up my resignation report."

There are too many things we can't decide by ourselves. For Jiang Xiyan, Wen Weichen has a unique feeling. Now he hopes to help her get out of that abyss. After forgetting, will she miss the people around her: "I will help you, Do you really want to leave?"

Jiang Xiyan looked at Wen Weichen in disbelief. He could indeed help her, but after what happened last time, would his family members let him make such a decision: "How can you help me? I'm afraid you can't protect yourself now, right?" ?”

Wen Weichen let out a "hehe" chuckle: "Of course I have a way, as long as you want to leave, I will help you do it."

The two looked at each other in the dark night. At this time, Jiang Xiyan had no idea. Regarding Nangong Ling, she wanted to escape, but she didn't want to make Wen Weichen have difficulties because of herself.

In the dead of night, after the two had dinner, Wen Weichen gave Jiang Xiyan the space downstairs, and went upstairs to work by himself.

Jiang Xiyan walked into the bedroom stepping on the carpet under her feet. The color inside the room was dark, and the lighting was not as strong as outside. However, the photo on the bedside table caught her attention. That photo was placed in her office For some reason, the photos of me ended up here.

Not in the mood to appreciate, lying on the bed, there is the smell of Wen Weichen here.

She didn't want to disturb Chen Fangjian and Zheng Ruoxian when she left here, and she didn't want them to worry about her father and brother. Now it seems that she can only rely on Wen Weichen's strength.

Love is the only thing for each other. Since Nangong Ling can't give herself the only one, she can only choose to leave, so that she can feel at ease. Every moment she spends with Nangong Ling, she is full of guilt towards Nie Tong.

Until the light outside the window dimmed, Jiang Xiyan thought about everything related to Nangong Ling. First meeting, applying for a job, losing her virginity, becoming his secretary, all these made her feel ridiculous like a drama, but these had already made her lose her mind. heart.

Wen Weichen's footsteps sounded through the flashing door. He stretched out his hand to stay in the air, wanting to knock on the door and take a look, but hesitated again. After clenching his fist tightly, he put it down again, and walked quietly to the other bedroom. go.