Dear president, love first

The changing weather is as unpredictable as the fate of life. It was fine a moment ago, but now it is raining.

One drop, two drops... One drop fell on her hair, cheeks, clothes, flowed into her skin along her neckline, and penetrated into her body.It was so cold this summer morning.

With her arms folded and her neck shrunk, she walked barefoot in the rain, allowing the rain to cool her body. Her pale face was covered with water, and it was hard to tell whether it was rain or tears.

She was tortured by him again and again last night. She was weak and didn't have a good rest, but she walked in the rain wearing pajamas and barefoot. When she caught the cold, her stomach immediately churned and she staggered towards the road. The big tree beside...

Yan Zhui, who followed her, was sitting in the car. At this time, she received a call from her subordinates, reporting that the condoms were intact in the room where Yan Jiyun lived.

When Yan Zhui heard the news, he was even more surprised. Unexpectedly, not only did his brother let that girl sleep in his room until now, but what was even more surprising was that he didn't even use condoms.Yan Zhui thought of a lot in an instant. As shrewd as a fox, he immediately dialed Jin Biao's number and asked about the woman named Peng Juan...

Shui Han squatted under the tree, extremely embarrassed.She had nausea and vomiting, coupled with the pain in her body, she had no strength to stand up again, her whole body was limp and dizzy, like a stray dog ​​abandoned by someone.

The contraceptive pill that was poured in the hotel was also vomited out, but Shuihan didn't know it, she could only feel that she was about to fall apart and fainted, but she still maintained a trace of sobriety, allowing her to bear it clearly. pain.

She didn't even have a penny on her, and she didn't know if her aunt was at home now, so she could only walk back.At this moment, she is a lunatic in the eyes of others.She was soaked in the rain in her pajamas, and she was barefoot. Everyone who saw her thought she might be a patient who escaped from a mental hospital.No one dared to approach her, and when they passed by, they only cast eyes of pity or contempt.

Shui Han couldn't move anymore, leaning against the tree, shivering and shaking violently, she was soaked like a stray dog ​​abandoned on the street.Biting coldness permeates every cell in her body. She stepped on a lot of stones before, and the faint blood soaked out and was quickly washed away by the rain, leaving only clear pain tormenting her...

Shui Han looked down at the necklace in her hand, only felt that the tip of her heart was trembling, overflowing with bitter juice.She will never forget that on a summer day four years ago, she was almost defiled in an alley, but a man who looked like a god saved her.Before she had time to ask his name, he had already left gracefully, and she picked up his lost necklace.

At that time, he didn't know why he would save her, maybe it was a brave act, maybe he did it casually, maybe he didn't remember that incident at all, but his face was deeply imprinted in Shuihan's mind, she would Remember for a lifetime.

To her, he is a benefactor, he saved her from the disaster of being trampled on, but last night, he ruined her... Is he an angel or a devil?Did he know that she had been silently praying for him for the past four years.Pray for his happiness and well-being, even if it is only the fate of meeting that one time in this life, she still has a grateful heart.If she knew that it would be like this to meet again, she would rather not see each other forever...

Her tears were not only sad for losing the precious Zhenjie, she was also paying homage to this pure heart of gratitude that was destroyed by him.

In a car not far away, a man with an indifferent expression watched the scene coldly, without giving any instructions to the driver, making it impossible to guess what his intentions are.

"Master, where are we going now?" Hong Zhan asked with a bitter face.He didn't want to alarm the young master, but the car drove to a crossroad, and the young master didn't give clear instructions, how would he know which direction to drive?

Going to the right is the way to the company, and going to the left is towards the girl.From the rearview mirror, Hong Zhan could see Yan Jiyun's gaze falling under the tree, but he didn't know whether the young master meant to pass or not?Anyway, he was the one who slept with the young master all night. If the young master had a sudden kindness this time, he might let the girl get in the car.

On Yan Jiyun's handsome and flawless face, his cool lips moved slightly: "Hong Zhan, go..." Before he finished speaking, a cold light flashed across his eyes...

Yan Zhui's car in front stopped under the tree and walked towards Shui Han.Yan Jiyun fell silent for a moment, without saying a word, but his cold eyes stared at him, and there was a slight undercurrent in his eyes...