Chief Secretary and President

The most beautiful moment in life is being able to hold the hand of your beloved and close your eyes. Nie Tong did it. There is no halo of praise, but only the love that accompanies this man. No matter how the situation changes, it will always be her who is not loved. Covered names.

A turmoil could not take away any nostalgia, and the white funeral was attended by quite a few people. After the body was cremated, Nangong Ling sent Pan Hong to take Nie Tong back to Switzerland, where her roots were.

Jiang Xiyan didn't know about the storm these few days. Facing Nie Tong, Nangong Ling, and even Wen Weichen, she backed away, packed up a few pieces of clothing, and took a casual car to an unknown destination. Long-distance bus, she wants a piece of tranquility that belongs to her.

After Nangong Ling finished dealing with Nie Tong's affairs, he returned to the company, but he didn't see the figure that fascinated him. He asked the personnel department, and only then did he know that he hadn't come to work for more than a week.

As soon as he sat on the chair in the office, Wen Weichen's phone came after him. The two men had no business contacts. Now they can talk because of one person. The words on the other side are obviously a little angry: "Nangong Ling, you put Yanyan Where did you hide it? If you didn't want to admit that bet, I didn't force you to carry it out. If a big man does such a dirty thing, what face do you have in the mall?"

Nangong Ling was really at a loss for Monk Zhang Er. He still wanted to find that girl who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth, but he didn't expect that someone would come to ask him for someone first. He didn't pay attention to Wen Weichen at all, and blurted out cold words : "I didn't hide her, and I was just looking for her. If Mr. Wen has any news, please let me know."

Wen Weichen dropped the phone to the ground in the office. Originally, he had already made arrangements. Jiang Xiyan would accompany Yang Bojun to England for a period of time. After he settled the domestic affairs, he would join them in England, but now But the person could not be found, so Yang Bojun could only go there first.

Looking at the photos on the table, Wen Weichen calmed down, the most important thing now is to find Jiang Xiyan, she is more dangerous no matter where she goes alone.

With Jiang Xiyan gone, Nangong Ling's place is also in chaos. She is used to waiting for her every day, so she can only slowly adapt to everything now.

An Le'er has basically become a frequent visitor here. She also knew of Nie Tong's death right away. Now, she seems to be on a stimulant. As long as she spares time every day, she will be by Nangong Ling's side.

Nangong Ling put the signed documents aside, and the day disappeared like this. Since Nie Tong left, he has never returned to that villa. He has no responsibility, and now he is focused on buying the Zheng family. .

An Le'er brought over the brewed coffee and handed it to Nangong Ling with a smile on her face. Her body was almost attached to Nangong Ling's body. The low v-neck in front of her face showed the beauty inside. The vision from such an angle is breathtaking. Salivating: "Ling, let's have dinner together after work. Recently, the company has arranged for me to have fewer scenes, so I can just be here to accompany you."

Nangong Ling took the coffee and didn't answer. He didn't want to ask about An Le'er's affairs. The entertainment company naturally had their own plans. Since the company was handed over to someone he trusted, he wouldn't ask too much: "Okay, you Let's arrange it."

An Le'er was so happy now, her perseverance these few days was finally not in vain, she nodded her head and picked up the bag on the sofa and went out to arrange dinner like the favor of the harem beauties.

Nangong Ling was left alone in the office, and the quiet space was full of Jiang Xiyan's lovely shadow. If Nie Tong was his responsibility, then Jiang Xiyan could be regarded as a good confidant, isn't it? Love, but I don't want to destroy the sweetness of love in the face of hatred. I am the one who is destined to leave this land. It may be a good thing for Jiang Xiyan to leave now, so that he doesn't have to think so much if.

Accompanying An Leer to the Marriott Hotel at night, walked into the window lobby on the second floor, the two sat facing each other, and soon the waiter brought the two dishes they ordered together, An Leer took a bottle that the waiter had just opened Imported Lafite, the red liquid was poured into Nangong Ling's wine glass, and he also poured himself a glass, sat back to his seat with a smile on his face, raised his glass and collided with Nangong Ling: "Today is my birthday, drink with me Bar."

An Leer is sad. Her birthday is only remembered by herself. When she was in Switzerland, Nangong Ling gave her a surprise on her birthday, whether it was expensive jewelry or a gift carefully made by herself. At that time, she didn't know how to cherish it, and always thought that after the order, she would get more gifts and time from him, but now, she had to mention her birthday personally so that he would remember it.

Nangong Ling took a sip and put the cup on the table. He had really forgotten An Leer's birthday, but when she mentioned it herself, he no longer had the desire to be happy before: "Happy birthday, I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you in the future It's your birthday, and the entertainment industry is complicated and changeable, so you should find someone who loves you to marry, in fact, a woman really doesn't need to work too hard."

This is Nangong Ling's sincere words. Whether you love it or not, they used to be a couple after all. Seeing An Le'er who is about to go to the third year, no matter how long she is in the entertainment industry, she can't grow older. will be erased from people's memory.

An Le'er also sighed meaningfully. Who can understand deep in her heart. At first, she just wanted to find a dream of her own. At the end, she realized that this dream was a trap. She wanted to get out, but she couldn't stop. It's so simple, the man in front of her is her pillar, without her support, her dream will be shattered: "If I say, I still want you? You really won't stay by my side like you are at home anymore ?”

Nangong Ling sat on the chair upright. He would not think about An Leer's words in detail: "Yes."

What a resolute word, but this word is heart-wrenching.

An Le'er looked out of the window, the night came, and the neon lights outside illuminated her bright eyes, she didn't want to hear this word, maybe she shouldn't ask such a question, a beautiful dream she wanted, just like this on her birthday The day was shattered, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth with difficulty: "You are so cruel, but it's too late. I love you and never forget it. Whether you accept it or not, I will give. Ling, don't turn me away."

Nangong Ling drank the wine in his hands. He didn't want to explain what An Le'er said. "Love" was just like what she said, she wanted to give, that was her business, whether to accept it or not, that was his decision up.

During a meal, neither of them moved their chopsticks. They just drank some red wine and left one after another, turning left and right. In the future direction, there will be no more each other in life.

After Nangong Ling left, An Le'er turned around and followed his footsteps, not too close or far away, until she saw him.