Mrs. Jiang is arrogant

Chapter 1167 Pursuit!

Jiang Wenhui hung up the phone, checked the time, and got off work in an hour.

She took out the mirror and looked at her hairstyle. It was not messed up, and she was relieved.

After a while, the door of the office opened, and a tall figure walked in, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

Jiang Wenhui stood up and said, "Why are you here?"

"Not welcome?" Song Chengan raised his eyebrows.

"No, it's just an accident. It's working time now." Jiang Wenhui smiled, and his eyes fell on the flowers in his hand.

"Before you went to work, I often came to see you." Song Chengan stepped forward, handed her the flower and said, "For you."

Jiang Wenhui took the perfume lily from him and sniffed it lightly. The faint fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose, and the smile on her face increased a little.

"You still remember that I like lilies."

"I dare not forget, I remember giving you roses on the first date, you said it was tacky." Song Chengan said helplessly.

When Jiang Wenhui heard this, the smile on her face paused, it was because they were having an awkward dispute that time, and she just used it to make use of it.

She sighed, "That was a long time ago."

"Yes, it's been a long time, 16 years." Song Chengan replied.

Jiang Wenhui pursed her lips and said, "Cheng An, actually you don't need to..."

"I'm happy." Song Chengan interrupted her.

Jiang Wenhui looked at him and smiled wryly, "I'm the one who's sorry for you."

"It's all over."

"I can't make it through." Jiang Wenhui shook his head, "Cheng An, one day you will regret it."

"The thing I regret most is not being able to keep you back then." Song Chengan said, "It's been so many years, I don't want to think about it so much, now you are single, and I am also single, we are very suitable, unless you are with Gao Dongliang is still in touch."

"No, you also know that this marriage itself is not what I wanted. From the beginning of our marriage, he and I have been estranged, each living his own life." Jiang Wenhui smiled wryly.

"In this case, I hope you can accept my pursuit again!" Song Chengan looked at her with a determined face.

Jiang Wenhui looked at the flowers in her hand, hesitated for a while, and said, "Let me think about it."

"I'll wait for you to think about it slowly." Song Chengan said with a smile.

In fact, it took him a long time to make this decision, and he didn't have no complaints towards her when the two broke up.

But the past cannot be traced, if he indulges in those negative emotions in the past all his life, he will lose her forever.

Perhaps God had indeed closed the door for him and blocked all his paths, but now he opened a window and returned her back.

"You're leaving get off work soon, let's have dinner together tonight."

"I still have work to do." Jiang Wenhui replied.

"It's okay, I'll wait for you." Song Chengan said, sitting directly on the sofa.

Jiang Wenhui said helplessly: "Cheng An, your presence here will affect my work."

Song Chengan spread his hands, "It seems that I'm not welcome, okay, I'll go to Jing Heng, and when you get off work, give me a call."

Before Jiang Wenhui could refuse, he turned around and left.

Jiang Wenhui looked at his back, and then at his arms, the smile on his face increased a bit.

In the CEO's office, Jiang Jingheng looked at the unexpected visitor coldly and said, "This is not your lounge."

Song Cheng'an crossed his legs, not doing anything right, "Don't be so stingy, maybe someday I will be your cousin's husband, be more polite to me."

Jiang Jingheng said indifferently: "You really want to hang yourself on a tree."

"That's your cousin, did you say that?" Song Chengan said angrily.

Jiang Jingheng flipped through the documents, and said for a while: "The old man of the Gao family died. It is said that most of the inheritance was distributed to the widow and the eldest son, and Gao Dongliang distributed a little real estate."

(End of this chapter)