Stealing Your Heart

Tian Qifeng blinked and asked, "once a man makes a mistake, he can't forgive again?"

Zong Yanxi is very curious, he asked himself more than once, in the end is for what?

"Do you want me to make up with him?"

Tian Qifeng coughed softly. "I just want to know how much it costs for men to make mistakes. If you can forgive me, then there is still room for mistakes."

Zong Yanxi, "..." just kidding. "

He started the car. "Back to the hotel?"

"No, Hengkang group."

Zong Yanxi said.

"We can talk about work tomorrow. Let's have a rest today."

Tian Qifeng said that he was afraid that Zong Yanxi would be too tired and would face Jiang Mohan when he got off the plane.

Zong Yanxi looked out of the window, "you'd better go to Hengkang."

She wants to solve the problem quickly. Her parents have been worried about her. It's time for her to go back to see them.

Because she wanted to revenge Jiang Mohan, this year she avoided her parents, and they didn't show up. She knew that they had been thinking about themselves.

She doesn't want to stay here any longer. She just wants to finish everything here and live again www.wsx5.cn ]Live.

She can't let the past get in her way for a lifetime.

After all, there is still a long way to go.

Tian Qilang said, "I don't know if Jiang Mohan is in the company. Let me ask."

With that, he dialed the Secretary's desk and asked if Jiang Mohan was in.

The Secretary said, "Jiang is not here."

"Miss Lin is back. I have something to talk to him about."

Tian Qifeng said.

The secretary was silent and replied, "can I ask for you and then reply to you?"

"Yes."

The Secretary contacted Nancheng when he hung up.

Nancheng is about to lose her breath. She wants to go up to see Jiang Mohan. He has been up there for so long that she can't help rushing up.

There was an empty water cup in front of him. He could drink when he was thirsty downstairs. Jiang Mohan was upstairs, but he didn't get any water, so he stayed upstairs for a whole day and night.

He's really worried.

Just then, his time rang, and the secretary called to ask him about Jiang Mohan's whereabouts. "I just received a call from Mr. Tian, the person in charge of Runmei company, saying that Miss Lin is back to see President Jiang. Do you know where President Jiang is?"

"She's back?"

Nancheng asked excitedly.

Maybe she's the only one who can cheer Jiang Mohan up at this time?

There Secretary Leng for a while, the voice of Nancheng was so surprised that she was surprised, "yes, Miss Lin of Runmei wants to see President Jiang."

"I see. Let her go to the company. Jiang will always be there."

"Good."

Nancheng hung up the phone and ran upstairs. He rushed to the door of the room and saw Jiang Mohan sitting on the ground by the bed. He seemed to have a piece of paper in his hand.

Nancheng was stunned at the door.

He had never seen Jiang Mohan so embarrassed.

The step slows down, walks in gently, whispers, "she's back."

Jiang Mohan raised his head and Nancheng repeated, "my wife is back. She is waiting for you in the company."

Before, he wanted to see her very much, but now, he was afraid.

I dare not face her, let alone ask if the child is still there.

The South City squats down, "now has the opportunity, you and her apology, still has the opportunity to retrieve."

Jiang Mo Han looked at him and asked, "I still have hope?"

There was no assurance in his heart.

At the moment, he is not so much asking about Nancheng as asking himself.

Nancheng affirmative answer, "once she so love you, will give you a chance."

"Is it?"

Jiang Mohan doesn't believe it. If he is hurt like this, he may not be able to forgive regardless of the past.

"She's back. I should see him."

He stood up, because he had been doing it for a long time, half of his body was numb, he didn't stand firm, his body shook, Nancheng was busy to help him, but he waved away, "no, I'm fine."

"You wait for me downstairs."

He needs to clean up and go to see her. At least he should dress neatly and appear in front of her with the best attitude.

Nancheng nodded, turned and went out.

Jiang Mohan took a bath, changed his wrinkled clothes, and put on a formal black suit. The suit, which was originally tailored to fit perfectly, now looks a little empty.

In just one day, he lost weight.

Even though he had tried his best to cover his face, he could still see the gaunt.

He went downstairs. Nancheng was standing in the living room. When he heard the sound, he raised his head and saw that he could cheer up. He was relieved.

"I'll drive."

He went out first.

Jiang Mohan went down the stairs, stood in the living room, and looked around the room. This familiar place, he had lived here with her for three years.

Carrying a lot of unforgettable memories.

She left this year, he did not dare to step here, just did not dare to face with her once get along with bit by bit.

He nodded slightly. Now, he wanted to find her again.

Thinking of this, he stepped out.

At the gate, Nancheng has been sitting in the car and started the engine.

Jiang Mohan got on the bus and drove away immediately.

Along the way, he looked at Jiang Mo Han from the rearview mirror from time to time, trying to say something, but found that he could not say anything.

All the way to speed, the car stopped in Hengkang group downstairs.

Nancheng got out of the car and ran to the back. When he was about to open the door for him, he had already pushed the door open and came down.

He stood at the bottom of the building, looked up and took a step.

Nancheng keeps up with her and calls her secretary to ask where Zong Yanxi is.

The Secretary said it was in the reception room.

When the elevator stopped, they went up. Nancheng said, "my wife is in the reception room."

Jiang Mo Han didn't speak, and there was no emotion on his face, but the hand hanging on his side tightly clenched into a fist.

The elevator stopped with a jingle.

He hesitated for a moment before he came down.

He walked towards the reception room.

Nancheng went to the Secretary's desk and told him that no matter what happened today, he would not go to Jiang Mohan.

The Secretary didn't understand, "what if it's something urgent at work?"

"That's no good. I'm really anxious to find me. In a word, no one is allowed to disturb President Jiang today. Do you understand?"

The Secretary nodded, "I see."

At the door of the reception room, Jiang Mohan stood at the door, his jaw stretched into a straight line. He took a deep breath holding the handle, then pushed down and opened the door.

Zong Yanxi sits with his back to him. Jiang Mohan's eyes reach him, which is a familiar and slender figure.