Pamper your waist

Only if Sheng's father is coaxed, everything in the Sheng family will completely belong to him.

"Dad, the situation in country A is too chaotic right now. It's too dangerous for you to go there now..."

"What if I don't go? Who else can go if I don't go? Should I let you go?"

Father Sheng felt that his words about changing the locks were meaningless. They had no choice in this matter.

Thinking of what happened last time, Father Sheng suddenly felt angry again.

"I'm not telling you, just take a look for yourself. What was discussed last time you went there?"

"You are not young anymore. When will you be able to take charge of your own business? If you are like this, how can I trust you to hand over the Sheng family to you in the future?"

"Just stay at home this time. Your only mission now is to keep Anyan before I come back."

"Whether you beg, coax, or play the emotional card, in short, you must not let her go."

When he mentioned Anyan, he couldn't help but think of his daughter-in-law who had just passed away.

That one is not a fuel-efficient lamp either.

He thought for a while and said.

"Wang Qingyao has married you now, and the funds have been secured. You don't need to spend so much time maintaining it."

"Otherwise, just let her have a baby as soon as possible. Her attention will be diverted and she will no longer stare at you."

Sheng Chuhong got married out of necessity.

In fact, he has always been disgusted with Wang Qingyao in his heart. She is too strong. Such a woman is not lovable at all.

Although letting her conceive a child would be more conducive to controlling the Wang family, Sheng Chuhong still felt repulsed by this matter from the bottom of his heart.

First of all, he is not a person who likes children, let alone having a child with someone he dislikes.

And An Yan and Nannan alone were annoying enough to him, and he didn't want to add another burden to himself.

……

Naturally, An Yan didn't know what the father and son were planning.

After submitting her resignation, An Yan began to hand over the work in her hands as quickly as possible.

She changed her usual gentle and indifferent style and became extremely strict in dealing with official matters.

In the past, even if her subordinates made mistakes, she would not be too embarrassed and would rarely even criticize them.

But now, if someone has a bad attitude at work and makes mistakes on the issues she has emphasized time and time again, she will never tolerate it.

She would directly name and criticize people during meetings and then correct them later.

Some people understood her sudden change, but most people couldn't adapt.

In fact, Anyan just hopes that they can be alone as soon as possible before she leaves, so that she can feel at ease when she leaves.

She didn't want anyone to say that the people she brought out had such problems after she left.

But after all, there are only a few people who can understand her intentions.

More people will think that the reason why she is like this is just because she is leaving and does not want to waste energy on maintaining the relationship with them.

Many people were talking quietly behind her back and pointing fingers at her.

"Look at her like that. I think it's probably because she was so shocked by Mr. Sheng's marriage. She was so excited that she went completely crazy."

"I use chicken feathers as arrows all day long to look for trouble. The abandoned woman has an abnormal mentality and looks like a resentful woman..."

Although An Yan has not heard these words with her own ears, she still knows something about them.

She thought that even if she heard it, she would have nothing to refute.

Speaking of which, she was indeed abandoned, but the person was not the one they guessed.

Her current mentality may really be no different from that of a resentful woman. She was very confused in her heart. She had too many emotions that she didn't know how to vent. She really couldn't force herself to face everyone with a smile.

……

One afternoon, An Yan was going to go out to do some business, so she had to leave early.

She stood in the elevator, looking at the slowly beating numbers on the screen.

For some reason today, the elevator refused to come up.

She simply waited while listening to her colleagues reporting to her some recent problems at work.

She remained silent most of the time, only responding occasionally.

After a while, the elevator finally came up.

This was just an ordinary working day, and everything was no different from usual.

Some people are lazy and fishing, some are busy, some are happy because of something, and some are complaining dissatisfiedly.

An Yan's heart was already like a pool of stagnant water, and none of this made any ripples in her heart.

However, when the elevator door opened, the stagnant water seemed to have been dropped into a pebble, creating ripples.

The voice of the person who was still reporting to her suddenly stopped.

He looked at the people in the elevator, adjusted himself, and after a moment he looked surprised and said hello stammeringly.

"Mr. Xiao Sheng...you are back..."

The man was wearing a white shirt and suit pants, with his coat in his hand. He looked tall and tall.

He still wears those gold-rimmed glasses, and he looks powerful and a bit yuppie.

Clean and powerful, just like when they first met.

An Yan looked up when she heard the sound and was startled.

At the moment when their eyes met, Sheng Yanchen's eyes were deep and complex, just like the deep sea suddenly rolled up with a turbulent undercurrent.

Anyan just stood there quietly, looking at the person she thought would never appear in front of her again.

Her eyes went from confused, to clear, to all kinds of emotions.

The emotions in those eyes were so complex that any description seemed so pale.

Surprised, angry, missing, sad, unwilling...

However, in the end, all this gradually faded into nothingness, leaving only a light layer of mist in the group that filled the eyes.

From beginning to end, she never said a word, not even a greeting.

Another elevator arrived, and the colleague next to her called her.

An Yan finally came to her senses, turned around and left calmly.

She walked calmly and quietly, without any hesitation or nostalgia.

……

Throughout the afternoon, An Yan had been dealing with work matters non-stop, leaving no chance for herself to think wildly.

After finally settling everything, she drove directly towards home.

What a coincidence. The route I take home from here is different from the route I take from the company on weekdays. I happen to pass through Xiuchuan on the way.

She has always deliberately avoided that place, and would never go there unless she had to.

An Yan was in a daze.

When was the last time I came here...