mtl008 Chapter 1114: Do whatever he's told, or he'll be the one in trouble.
Chapter 1114: Do whatever he's told, or he'll be the one in trouble.
Yang Jian glanced at Yan Bei in the rearview mirror from time to time.
After all these years, he has come to know Yan Shao.
Young Master Yan is jealous, and extremely jealous at that.
He couldn't say anything more now, or Young Master Yan would fly into a rage.
Yang Jian had no choice but to follow Yan Bei's idea.
He did whatever Yan Bei told him to do.
Otherwise, he'll be the one who suffers.
Soon we arrived at Yuzheng Group.
He turned around and said cautiously, "Young Master Yan, we've arrived."
Yan Bei lifted his eyelids to reveal his dark eyes and glanced outside.
Then he opened the car door and got out.
He walked into the company lobby without looking back.
Yang Jian watched Yan Bei's retreating figure and sighed.
Oh no, Young Master Yan is acting strange again.
Yan Bei at this time.
He had a serious expression and didn't even respond when employees greeted him.
"What's wrong, Mr. Yan? You seem very unhappy."
"Who says otherwise? It's like they want to eat people."
"It's been a long time since I've seen Young Master Yan like this."
"..."
Several employees, seeing Yan Bei's appearance, discussed it curiously.
Yan Bei took the elevator and returned to his office.
The air seemed to freeze.
Yan Bei, exuding a chilling aura and a low-pressure atmosphere, practically "crashed" open the heavy solid wood door of the president's office.
He casually slammed the door shut, making a dull, suppressed "bang" that seemed to shake the walls slightly.
His tall figure stood against the light at the doorway, his handsome face expressionless, except for his deep, dark eyes, which were churning with barely perceptible irritability and hostility.
Even the expensive custom-made suits seemed to have taken on a somber tone, with cold, hard lines.
Instead of immediately heading to the large desk, he irritably tugged at his tie, his Adam's apple bobbing as he let out a very soft but suppressed curse.
He walked a few steps to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, where the city's prosperity and brilliance appeared dull and lifeless in his eyes, like an overturned palette, chaotic and glaring.
After a while.
He slowly turned around, his long fingers reaching into the inside pocket of his suit jacket with an almost brutal efficiency, and pulled out a cigarette case and a lighter.
He snapped the metal cigarette case open, pulled out a slender cigarette, and held it between his fingers.
The fingers, with their distinct knuckles, were now slightly white from the force exerted.
"Ding--"
A crisp metallic scraping sound rang out, and a faint blue flame flickered for a moment in his deep eyes, reflecting his tightly pursed thin lips and hard jawline.
He lowered his head slightly, brought the cigarette to his lips, and took a deep drag.
The crimson flames flickered, and smoke slowly escaped from his thin lips, obscuring his handsome yet cold profile and blurring the emotions churning in his eyes.
He leaned against the cold floor-to-ceiling window, one hand in his pocket and a cigarette between his fingers.
The only person in the whole world who could make him like this is Shen Qing.
The only sounds in the office were the occasional inhalation and exhalation of smoke, and the faint sounds of city noise coming from outside the window, which only made the room feel even more deathly silent.
At this time his phone rang.
He impatiently took out his phone.
Seeing that it was Yan Jiangshan calling, he answered the phone.
"Hey."
"Xiao Bei, are you busy?"
"what happened?"
"Tomorrow is the day of your Uncle Liu's Xin Xin's engagement. You must be there! We have to give your Uncle Liu the respect he deserves."
Yan Bei's lips twitched slightly. "I understand."
Then Yan Bei hung up the phone.
The scene of seeing Shen Qing in the mall kept flashing through my mind.
Who is that man?
Why are my wife and that man chatting and laughing together?
Why did I help him choose a tie?
His wife doesn't love him anymore?
The more Yan Bei thought about it, the uglier his expression became.
……
at the same time.
Shen Qing on the other side.
Drove home.
Now that she doesn't need to work, she has to patiently take good care of the family.
I put the tie I bought for Yan Bei into the bedroom.
Give it to her when Yan Bei comes back.
Then I went downstairs.
When Sister Zhang saw Shen Qing, she said, "Madam, why do you seem so free these past few days?"
Shen Qing smiled and said, "I've already given up all my work. Now I just need to spend time with the children and the young master."
"Madam, you used to be a strong woman. Are you really content to suddenly become a housewife at home?"
Shen Qing remained silent for a few seconds.
There might be a slight sense of resentment, but the companionship outweighed that resentment. She knew what was important and what wasn't.
"No, I think it's more important to be with the people who need my company."
"Madam, I truly admire what you've done. No matter what you do, I believe your choice is correct."
Shen Qing smiled and didn't say anything more.
With nothing else to do, she went to the villa's yard to water the flowers and enjoy the scenery.
Shen Qing suddenly felt a huge weight lifted off her shoulders, and she felt incredibly relaxed. Her mood improved significantly.
Just then, the doorbell rang.
Shen Qing happened to be outside, so she went over and opened the door.
"Xiaoli, what brings you here?"
"Sister Shen Qing, I've come to pay you back."
"Pay back the money?"
"Yes. You gave me some money last time, and I've made some money recently, so I'm returning it to you."
Shen Qing smiled. "I wasn't planning on taking what I gave you last time anyway. Didn't you help President Yan before?"
"Sister Shen Qing, you can have it. I don't want to take too much advantage of you. You've already helped drive away my wicked parents, so I'm very grateful."
Xiaoli insisted on stuffing the money into Shen Qing's hand. "By the way, Sister Shen Qing, I'm moving out. Could you please give the house key to President Yan for me? Thank you to him, and thank you to my grandmother for helping me too."
"You're moving? Where are you going?" Shen Qing asked.
"I haven't decided yet. I want to go out and see the world, and live wherever I like!"
"you alone?"
Xiaoli nodded, "Yes! Sister Shen Qing, I'll be going now."
"Wait a minute," Shen Qing called out to her.
"Is there anything else, Sister Shen Qing?"
Shen Qing curled the corners of her lips and asked, "Why do you want to leave this city?"
Xiaoli paused for a moment before saying, "Because this place makes me unhappy. I grew up in this orphanage. I had no one to care for me. Then my biological parents did this to me. I really don't know how to let go of the first half of my life. So I want to go somewhere else and forget everything here."
Shen Qing's eyes welled up with tears after hearing what Xiao Li said; she knew Xiao Li was a child with a tragic fate.
"Take this money. It's not easy being alone out there. You might need it if you encounter any difficulties."
"Sister Shen Qing, I don't need it anymore. I have a lot of skills, I can make money."
After saying that, Xiaoli turned and left.
Shen Qing stared at her thin back for a few seconds before returning inside.
Xiaoli is a pitiful child. This makes her even more convinced that her choice was right; the child needs companionship and love.
She didn't want An'an and Kang'an to lack the companionship and care they deserved.
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