Mystery Lover: The President's Deep Favor

She took away all her own things, his things, she did not touch anything.

Those luxury cosmetics, those expensive jewelry, like an exhibition in the mall, lying in her own box intact, including the wedding ring she never wanted to take off.

She had long wanted to leave, otherwise she would not have gone so simply and clearly knew what she was going to take.

Han Zhaoxue sits by the bed, and takes out the pair of jade bracelets from the bedside cabinet. She gropes for it gently. She thinks that your master is missing. Do you still have any meaning to exist?

But after all, he was not willing to abandon the jade bracelet, which was the most meaningful gift he had given to Bai Su in his life, even if she didn't care.

He carefully put the jade bracelet away again and put it in the box quietly. After a long time, he sorted out his mood and took out a suit from the cabinet.

When Yang Zhen saw Han Zhaoxue, she was stunned for a few seconds.

Only one night did not see, Han Zhaoxue suddenly haggard a lot.

His facial features did not change, nothing changed, but it made people feel decadent and haggard, accompanied by more cold temperament.

The female employees who occasionally dare to peek at him secretly once brush their shoulders with him, just like a stretched elastic band. They dare not lift their waist, let alone watch.

Han Zhaoxue, who is usually serious, but has always left a friendly face to others, scolds the Department Manager of a department to the dogs' blood this time.

Everyone can see that Han Zhaoxue is in a bad mood. Where dare to speak for the other party, the Department Manager is also an old employee. In front of so many people, his eyes are red.

In the end, Yang Zhen changed the topic, and it was just a turn over.

After the recollection, everyone's nerves are highly tense, for fear that they will make mistakes and make the boss angry.

After more than an hour's meeting, everyone quickly left the battlefield filled with gunpowder. No one was willing to stay with Han Zhaoxue as a living target envoy.

Han Zhaoxue did not leave the conference room in a hurry.

After more than an hour's meeting, he had a severe headache, and the back of his head seemed to burst open like a puff of pain.

If the meeting is not over, he can really scold the people at the meeting again.

In the past, he was most annoyed with the people who brought his personal emotions to work. Now, he has become the one he hates most.

Where did he come from before? He felt that he could not be influenced by his feelings?

If a person can really do that, it can only show that he has not loved.

A slight sound came from the door. Han Zhaoxue rubbed his temple and raised his eyelids slightly.

Yang Zhen came here slowly with a cup of tea, bent over and put the cup of hot water in front of him. In a low voice, "Mr. Han, have you brought any medicine?"

Han Zhaoxue shook his head, held the cup and sipped a sip of tea. The dryness in his throat was slightly relieved. Then, he asked in a low voice, "why don't you follow them?"

Yang Zhen laughed, "I'm your assistant. Who will take care of you when I'm gone?"

"Don't flatter me."

Han Zhaoxue said, is a burst of violent cough.

Yang Zhen stopped smiling and frowned, "Zhaoxue, I'd better go to the hospital. It's not good to have a cold for a long time."

"It's OK," Han Zhaoxue waved her hand. "You said that I've been busy working for so many years, and I think I've dealt with everything well. In the end, my friends and friends have broken up, and my younger brother and brother are not close to me. Now, even Baisu..."

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