After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master

When Nanhuang arrived at the office next door, Xie Yu was already sitting on the sofa.

Xie Yu waved to her and said: "Nanhuang, come here."

Nanhuang sat over, and Xie Yu moved away slightly. She took Nanhuang's hand and let Nanhuang lie on her lap.

Thinking of her last life, her parents died when she was eight years old.

In this life, she became Ye Nanhuang. She was extremely lucky to have a mother like Xie Yu who always cared about her and loved her, filling the regrets and vacancies in her heart.

"Have you really decided to be with that child Rong Feng?" Xie Yu said, "Our Xie family does not need to sacrifice you to achieve success."

Nanhuang suddenly sat up and said, "Mom, I didn't decide to be with him just for the Xie family."

Xie Yu smiled and let her continue to lie on his lap.

"why?"

Nanhuang murmured: "Because...he is good to me."

Xie Yu chuckled: "Just because of this? Isn't it because you like it?"

Nanhuang was slightly shy, lowered his head and said nothing.

"If you decide to be with him, mom won't stop you. But mom wants to say a few words to you. You have to keep it in mind." Xie Yu said.

Nanhuang was a little surprised, but he also nodded.

"That child Rong Feng was born pitiful."

"Although he had a father and four brothers, it was worse than nothing. And his mother, who loved him most, also passed away early."

"Nanhuang, if you are with him, you need to understand that you still have a mother, but he does not. If he is bullied by you, no one can protect him."

"So don't bully him, understand?"

Nanhuang stared at Xie Yu blankly, a strong warmth flowing through his limbs.

"Yeah, I understand. Thanks, Mom."

After Xie Yu left, Rong Wuye put down his work and looked at each other with Nanhuang.

After two minutes of silence, Nanhuang coughed twice. "Feng, my mother agrees that we can continue our relationship."

Rong Wuye gave a deep hum. Then I looked left and right and felt that this huge office was boring, monotonous and depressing, so I added:

"Let's go out on a date."

Nanhuang smiled and said, "Okay, what are we going to do?"

"Watch a movie?" Mr. Rong Wu took out the mobile app, "I just watched it, and there was a very popular romance movie recently."

After going to the cinema, Rong Wuye wanted to book the theater, but Nanhuang refused.

The two of them chose a giant-screen hall, held Coke and popcorn, and watched a sadistic movie that made people cry.

After watching the movie, Rong Wuye was quite silent.

Nanhuang disagreed. Romance movies were all like that, with concealment, misunderstanding, abuse, misunderstanding resolved, and a perfect ending.

But Mr. Rong Wu, who rarely watched such movies, didn't think so. His mind was always filled with the cruel parts of love movies and the plots that make the heroine heartbroken and uncomfortable.

In the barbecue restaurant, Nanhuang grilled meat and gave it to the man opposite.

Rong Wuye stared at the barbecue on the plate and looked up at her.

"Nanhuang, if a person conceals something very important from you, and he doesn't do it in good faith, will you forgive him?...Do you feel that he doesn't trust you enough?"

Nanhuang raised the corners of her lips and looked at him. "I actually don't like concealment and deception."

Rong Wuye's heart skipped a beat.

Nanhuang turned over the barbecue and continued: "But some things may be different."

"Reluctance to say is not necessarily because of distrust. Lack of goodwill does not necessarily mean malice. It is possible that he is just because the wound hurts too much."

"If he was seriously injured, how could I bear to watch him open his bloody wounds."

"I think I would rather stay with him until his wounds heal and he is willing to speak on his own initiative."

Nanhuang raised his eyes and saw that the eyes of the man in front of him were red. Nanhuang asked nervously: "What's wrong with you?"

Rong Wuye took the barbecue tongs from her and lowered his eyes slightly to hide his red eyes: "I'm fine, I'll turn it over and you're responsible for eating."

…

In the Secretariat of the President's Office of Rong Group, more than ten secretaries to the president all came from Imperial City for business trips.

Among these more than ten secretaries, there was one who was exceptionally beautiful, named Miao Yuan, and was a cousin of the Miao family in the imperial city.

After graduation, I worked in Rong Group through connections with senior executives of Rong Group. Step by step, I climbed to the position of secretary of the president's office.

At this moment, several secretaries were gossiping together.

"Zhang Na, go up and take a look. What does that woman look like?"

The secretary named Zhang Na was the secretary who went up to deliver coffee just now.

To be honest, she thought the woman in the president's office was very good-looking, and even her mother was very good-looking.

However, Zhang Na, who had always disliked Miao Yuan, made a fuss and said: "It's not that good. It's not as good-looking as our Secretary Miao."

Zhang Na packed up the information on the table and looked over there.

The secretaries in the President's Office Secretariat started chatting one after another.

"Secretary Miao, didn't you say that Mr. Rong is interested in you?" a secretary asked her.

"That's right. When you came back from the last meeting, you said that the Miao family has a great cause. If you succeed, the Miao family will support you."

"Yes, Miao Yuan, what's going on now?"

Miao Yuan tightened her fists slightly.

When she first came to the Rong Group and met the fifth master of the Rong Group for the first time, she was deeply attracted by the man's cold and domineering nature.

She climbed hard all the way and finally reached the president's secretariat. Sure enough, once I got here, I had more opportunities to have meetings and go on business trips with the president.

But Mr. Rong always had a cold face and kept strangers away.

One time, her liking for Mr. Rong was accidentally too obvious, and someone from the secretariat discovered it, so she simply said that the president was interested in her.

One is to relieve his own embarrassment, and the other is to stop other women from thinking.

However, she never expected that such a cold and ruthless man would actually bring another woman to work in the company, and this woman would spend almost the whole day in the office with the president.

"That woman has nothing to do with the CEO." Miao Yuan said, "Mr. Rong has not disclosed her identity. Why are we guessing? Maybe they are just ordinary friends."

"Why don't you go find Mr. Rong and ask clearly? You two have such a good relationship."

"That's right, go and ask."

As soon as Yang Bo walked into the office, he felt noisy, so he said: "What are you doing? There are not enough things on hand, right?"

A group of secretaries quickly returned to their seats and started working.

Yang Bo said: "Miao Yuan, come here."

A group of secretaries secretly looked at Miao Yuan. Miao Yuan stood up. She had a graceful figure for a white-collar worker.

"Assistant Yang, what's the matter?" Miao Yuan followed up and asked.

Yang Bo said: "The president and the eldest lady will be back soon. Go and tidy up the room in the office."

Miao Yuan paused slightly. "Don't the president like living in the lounge?"

Yang Bodao: "The eldest lady wants to live together. The president is busy lately and he probably has to work overtime a lot, so we will live together."

Yang Bo didn't think there was anything wrong with his words, but Miao Yuan felt like a basin of cold water poured over her from head to toe.