Chapter 1084: The Man Looking at Her on the Terrace

The afternoon sun shone in through the floor-to-ceiling windows and fell brightly on Xia Yanran's desk. Most of her colleagues were lying on the desk taking a lunch break, and Xia Yanran was no exception. However, her eyes were open and lifeless.

Xia Mo's words were still echoing in his mind, and he had already quit the gang.

When Xia Yanran heard those words, her reaction was disbelief and confusion.

But soon, she replied with a faint yes.

Seeing her cold reaction, Xia Mo couldn't help but blush, "Editor-in-Chief Xia, you and Uncle Xiao have been together. You know that people in the world may have to pay the price with their lives if they want to quit the gang!"

"Momo, he will live well."

"Brother Xiao Feng said that he doesn't know where Uncle Xiao has gone, so why don't you go to Hong Kong to look for him?"

"He and I have broken up."

"But……"

"No more buts."

Yes, there is no more but.

If her brother had been injured before, she would have run to Hong Kong to find him at all costs.

But now, even if he quits the gang, as long as her brother can't get better, she will not look for him again.

In a person's life, love is not everything.

Xiao Yi will live well without her. She believed him.

Xia Yanran rubbed her aching temples and glanced out the window.

How could she not know how difficult it is to withdraw from the world? He must have endured what ordinary people cannot bear. She knew his pain and suffering in her heart.

But she is no longer qualified to heal his injuries and pain!

The two of them are broken, and this time, there will be no exceptions.

Xia Yanran closed her eyes and suppressed the astringency rising in her heart.

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Going to and from get off work every day, accompanying her brother, visiting her sister from time to time, rejecting Wen Qian's proposal, the two of them becoming ordinary friends, and occasionally going out to have dinner together, this is Xia Yanran's life.

Another month passed like this.

Xia Yanran became more and more skilled at her job at the magazine. On this day, the boss of the magazine, Mr. Wen, called her into the office.

Mr. Wen is in his forties and has a well-maintained figure. He is tall and thin, but his face that he thinks is attractive looks too greasy.

Seeing Xia Yanran come in, Mr. Wen said to Xia Yanran with a smile on his face, "Yanran, next week you and I will go on a business trip to City B. I will ask you to follow Mrs. Wen for an exclusive interview."

Xia Yanran frowned almost invisible.

Mrs. Wen's husband died early, and she inherited a large amount of property from the Wen family. This woman is very business-savvy and has become a leader among Asian female entrepreneurs in recent years. Last month, I announced that I would return to city B to develop a branch. It seems that a grand dinner for the company's opening ceremony will be held next week. Many famous entrepreneurs at home and abroad are included in the invitation.

Many media are vying to do an exclusive interview with Mrs. Wen, but Mrs. Wen has a cold and arrogant temperament and has not yet agreed to any media's invitation.

This matter is as difficult as climbing to the sky, no wonder Wen always thinks of her. Some time ago, Xia Yanran offended Mr. Wen. The old pervert actually wanted to take advantage of her. But fortunately, one night, she went back to the company to get some information and saw that the old pervert had unspoken rules. The magazine had always disliked her. Another female team leader recorded a video of the two having an affair.

Although Mr. Wen no longer took advantage of her later, he still gave her a lot of stumbling blocks at work.

"Yanran, I have received an invitation letter for you to the opening ceremony dinner of Mrs. Wen's company. The leaders above are very interested in whether you can interview Mrs. Wen this time. I will also attend the dinner with you to introduce Mrs. Wen. You, you have to seize the opportunity."

Mr. Wen is really cunning and cunning. He said he was introducing her to Mrs. Wen, but Mrs. Wen must have betrayed him? If he couldn't interview Mrs. Wen, I'm afraid he would use this as an excuse to embarrass her even more.

But Xia Yanran had nothing to be afraid of. She smiled and said, "Okay, thank you, Mr. Wen, for your support."

Looking at Xia Yanran's back as she left, Mr. Wen narrowed his eyes. He didn't believe it, he couldn't handle a little woman working under him!

…

Soon it was time to go on a business trip with Mr. Wen.

Although Mr. Wen had thoughts about Xia Yanran, he still did not dare to show them in public.

They arrived in City B one night early. As soon as they arrived at the hotel, Xia Yanran entered the room without giving Mr. Wen any chance to disturb them.

He sent her a message asking her to go out for a late-night snack together, but she didn't reply.

The next day, Xia Yanran went with Mr. Wen to meet with a partner in City B.

Return to the hotel after lunch.

"Yanran, did you bring a dress for the dinner tonight?"

Xia Yanran saw Mr. Wen's squinting eyes and smiled, "Of course I will."

Xia Yanran's temperament is not gentle. When she was young, she was lively, cheerful and informal. As she matured, she became much more restrained, but her temper was occasionally as prickly as the thorns on the stem of a rose.

It is precisely because she is different from women who take shortcuts to get the upper hand that Mr. Wen has always been interested in her.

Mr. Wen wanted to say a few more words to Xia Yanran, but Xia Yanran closed the door directly.

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At night.

Mr. Wen had been waiting in the lobby early. After all, they were not VIPs. They also wanted to do an exclusive interview with Mrs. Wen, so they couldn't be late for the dinner.

Mr. Wen waited for a long time, but Xia Yanran didn't come down. Just as he was about to call her, Xia Yanran's voice rang, "Mr. Wen."

Mr. Wen put away his phone and glanced at Xia Yanran. When I saw her, my eyes lit up.

When Xia Yanran dresses up, she is really as good as any popular star on TV.

Xia Yanran wore a retro-style long skirt in the evening. The chest was conservative, the back was hollow, and the slit was slightly deeper, all the way to the lower back, revealing the graceful spinal groove under the snow neck. The long skirt was designed to tighten the waist, making it appear Her waist was full, and her feet were wearing high heels, which were bright and eye-catching.

Mr. Wen wanted to hold Xia Yanran in his arms, but Xia Yanran avoided his hand.

Mr. Wen glared at her displeased, "Where were you this afternoon? It took you so long to change clothes?"

Xia Yanran said something casually and got into the car first.

…

The dinner party of Mrs. Wen's company was held at a resort in the suburbs.

The villa was reserved, and the lawn was filled with vehicles of guests who came over.

After getting out of the car, Mr. Wen raised his arm towards Xia Yanran, "Yanran, you have probably never attended such a grand dinner. When entering, ladies must hold men's hands. This is etiquette."

Xia Yanran wanted to give Mr. Wen a look, but she also knew that he was right.

Walking to the door of the dinner party, Xia Yanran took President Wen's arm.

…

There were no lights on the second floor of the banquet hall.

When Xia Yanran held President Wen's arm and entered the lobby on the first floor, as long as she raised her head slightly, she could see a scarlet flashing on the terrace above the door.

A tall and stern figure stood there, watching the two people walk in with deep eyes like paint.

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