Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

Compared with Gu Jingchen and his wife, who were sleeping peacefully, Pan Yijing, the other protagonist of the banquet, was not so good.

After the whole banquet, Pan Yijing was absent-minded.

I always think of Lin still in a long blue dress tonight.

Thinking of Lin Yiran who laughed like a flower in front of Mu Qingmo but was cold and alienated in front of him.

She was really beautiful tonight, so beautiful that he couldn't control his gaze on her, so much so that he mustered up the courage to look for her in front of Mu Qingmo.

Even if he was touched, Pan Yijing was still willing.

But what Lin still said tonight made him unable to pretend to be stupid even if he wanted to continue.

Seeing the natural and intimate interaction between Mu Qingmo and Lin Yijing, Pan Yijing felt a deep pain in his heart.

Pan Yijing understood that he would never have a chance.

It's time to let go.

With a self-deprecating smile, Pan Yijing pursed his lips.

In the past and present, even with memories, she does not belong to her.

After drinking a few more drinks at the banquet, Yang Zhe drove himself back to the apartment.

Stopping the car, Yang Zhe noticed through the rearview mirror that Pan Yijing was so tired that he didn't dare to say anything and just sat quietly in the car.

It wasn't until the phone rang and saw that it was Mr. Pan's call that Yang Zhe informed Pan Yijing.

"President Pan, the old man is calling."

Hearing Yang Zhe's words, Pan Yijing rubbed his eyes, and his voice was a little tired.

"It's so late, why did the old man still call?"

Yang Zhe looked embarrassed: "Maybe it's for the banquet contract."

"Your condition is not very good for tonight's simple contract. It is estimated that the old man is worried."

Pan Yijing came back to his senses and stretched out his hand: "Give me your phone."

"Yes."

Originally, Pan Yijing was reluctant to answer the phone, but considering the old man Pan, Pan Yijing still had to answer.

"Hey, grandpa."

The anxious voice of Mr. Pan came from the phone.

"Yi Jing, grandpa saw the whole live broadcast tonight, you are not in a good state."

"Aren't you too tired recently, why don't you take a rest for two days. You haven't had a good rest since you took office."

"No need, grandpa."

Pan Yijing refused, with a cold voice: "I'm not tired, I just got distracted."

"oh oh."

Hearing Pan Yijing's answer, Mr. Pan breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's fine, it's fine. You kid, you haven't had a good rest when you're abroad, so why don't you make me worry."

"Don't worry, Grandpa."

Pan Yijing's voice softened a lot. In front of Mr. Pan, Pan Yijing was always relaxed.

"Everything is fine with me, and the company's operation is fine. Just take a good rest."

"The company can do anything. As long as you are healthy, I can rest assured, old man."

Mr. Pan's voice was light, with a hint of hoarseness.

"My child, I have suffered for you too. I have been given high hopes for so many years, and I have not grown up as happily as others."

Pan Yijing hooked his lips and covered his heart.

"Grandpa, this is my choice."

With a sigh, Mr. Pan nodded: "I'll hang up first, you remember to rest on time, and come to see me at the old house when you have time. Now I have Miaomiao by my side."

"I'll be back with you this weekend."

Mr. Pan nodded thoughtfully: "By the way, is the girl still here today?"

Pan Yijing was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Well, here we go."

And her boyfriend Mu Qingmo.

The last sentence was what Pan Yijing hid in his heart.

Mr. Pan's voice was kind: "Haha, still this girl is pretty good, but unfortunately, she already has a boyfriend."

Pan Yijing didn't say anything, a trace of bitterness rippled on the corners of his lips.