your name, my story

Chapter 3
In the carriage, An Nuan's movement of testing her lips caused a bit of coldness in the man's eyes.

All the way in silence, the car stopped at the entrance of Zhong's Building, Zhong Shengxin gave her a sideways look: "Lin Meng won't bother you anymore."

An Nuan's face became stiff for a moment, and then she smiled, a desolate smile...

The woman outside her husband came to the door with her stomach full, and staged a bitter scene. In the end, he said that the child was not his and would not bother her anymore.

"An Nuan, you know I don't like women who make small moves."

An Nuan ignored him. When she got off the car, Zhong Shengxin's gloomy words came from behind her. She curled her lips ironically and entered the building without looking back.

Near the lunch break, An Nuan took the architectural design draft of Zhong's new real estate Yu Ya Yuan in the next quarter to the president's office.

It was not because of Zhong Shengxin that she chose Zhong's in the first place. After she graduated, she only wanted to enter a good company and have a good reputation in the future. She needed money, and Zhong's, in Beicheng, was undoubtedly the best choice.

In the end, what she paid was rewarded.

"Director An, Mr. Zhong is inconvenient right now."

When An Nuan came out of the elevator, Secretary Xu Lang stopped her. Secretary Xu was clear about her relationship with Zhong Shengxin. Although they didn't hold a wedding at the beginning, they still invited their close friends to dinner.

Seeing Assistant Xu's slightly embarrassed expression, An Nuan stood there calmly.

"It's okay, I'll wait here."

At this time, the closed door opened, high heels, black stockings, long legs, black tight skirt, long maroon curly hair, a woman's enchanting face makeup, and exquisite facial features.

Gao Qingqing!The artist that Zhong has just signed.

"Boss Zhong, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Gao Qingqing winked at the inside, and then left slowly. The strong smell of perfume on her body made An Nuan instinctively cover her nose.

"Director An..."

Realizing that An Nuan's complexion was not very good, Xu Lang wanted to ask her to go to rest first, but An Nuan passed him and went directly into the office.

In the spacious office, there is a black round desk in the middle. The man's legs are crossed, and his slender fingers are touching his temples. There seems to be an unusual smell in the air. An Nuan didn't hide his disgust.

"Mr. Zhong, this is the information of Yu Ya Yuan."

Her voice made the man's eyes pause for a moment, and he quickly returned to his natural state. After that, he coldly gouged out An Nuan's eyes.

"Gao Qingqing, it's just a matter of work."

The words that sounded like an explanation sounded extremely ironic to An Nuan. She suppressed the embarrassment in her heart, and the corners of her lips seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Is that so, I forgot to remind her that her pantyhose is on backwards."

Zhong Shengxin frowned, stood up from the chair, and put his hands on the desk, condescending.

"An Nuan, don't tell me, you're jealous."

"Mr. Zhong, I don't think highly of myself!"

As soon as An Nuan put the information on, she walked out with her head held high and her chest held high. This was the first time in a year that she expressed her displeasure in front of him. Zhong Shengxin looked at the purple background until it disappeared. on that draft.

He had to admit that with An Nuan's strength in this area, rather than saying that Zhong gave her a reputation, it would be better to say that she was creating fame for Zhong.

The whole afternoon, An Nuan felt unwell, and she left the company before she got off work. It wasn't until she drove to Beicheng Tower that she realized how ridiculous she was.

She set foot on the top floor and looked at the lights of thousands of houses, but her heart became more and more in vain. Sometimes hope was an extravagant hope. She never understood that the reason why Zhong Shengxin married her was not love, but what else?
As the time got later and later, more and more people watched the night scene, An Nuan's lonely figure seemed a little lonely.

When she returned to the elevator, several men also squeezed in. In the narrow space, An Nuan subconsciously backed away. In the end, she was forced into a corner.

At this moment, someone grabbed her buttocks violently.

"Who!"

An Nuan yelled, staring fixedly at the man in a patterned shirt next to him, but the latter raised his head, An Nuan blushed, but said solemnly.

"In public places, bumping into women casually is sexual harassment."

The other party turned his head suddenly, and An Nuan was startled. The man's body approached her. At this time, an arm was blocking her side, not far or near, but it just blocked the man.

But she seemed to protect An Nuan by her side, the faint smell of green tea lingered in her nose, An Nuan was inexplicably relieved, she saw a mark on the back of the man's clean and white hand, she seemed to have seen it somewhere.

His grateful eyes fell to the owner of the arm, and the man just nodded politely to her, showing a bit of indifference in his gentleness.

Just like that, until the elevator arrived, she walked out of the elevator at the same time as the man. She wanted to thank the man, but he said it first.

"I'm just a little tired from standing, and I want to help."

An amorous shyness appeared on An Nuan's face, and she twitched her lips in embarrassment and walked towards the parking lot.
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The man's dark eyes kept staring at the white Toyota in front of him, taking his time, the two cars were always one behind the other.

The phone vibrated, and he picked it up from the side.

"Second Lord, where are you now? We have been waiting for a long time."

He listened to the phone and complained, but raised his eyebrows and kept his eyes on the front.

"Working overtime tonight, I can't go!"

The people over there suddenly wailed: "Second Master, you can't be so dishonest in life. You clearly agreed, and I will pick you up tonight. What are you going to do with everyone? Work overtime, overtime, look at those Files, numbers, isn't the head big?"

The man in the car picked up the employee ID card on the steering wheel, and the corners of his lips curled up.

"Second Master Lu, Second Master, can you come?"

"Work overtime, you play."

Seeing the car turning in front of him, the man quickly hung up the phone and followed him. He didn't drive away until Toyota entered Nanzhuyuan.

(End of this chapter)