Nan Yan took a deep breath, but the scene in front of her was like a poisonous needle poking hard into her eyes.
So, have they become so unscrupulous?
She gritted her teeth, feeling self-deprecation and heartache seeming to overwhelm her.
But the tenacity in his bones allowed Nan Yan to stand up with the help of his colleagues and work hard to straighten his back.
"Nan Yan, are you okay?" Ji Yuanchen's concerned voice sounded in his ears.
Only then could Nan Yan's thoughts be recalled. She resisted the pain in her eyes and spoke in a hoarse voice:
"It's okay, I'm just...a little tired."
Turning around, exhausted both physically and mentally.
The proud and straight spine is like a red plum on a cold winter branch, tough and independent.
The moment he left, Nan Yan didn't notice at all that the man behind him had already put down his hand and turned his head with a slight frown.
"What's wrong A Jing?"
Song Yihuan asked with eyebrows raised in confusion, but her eyes fell in the direction Nan Yan left.
"I seem to have heard..." Gu Nanyan's name.
Lu Huaijing's voice stopped suddenly, and a trace of suppressed emotion flashed through his dark eyes.
How could Gu Nanyan be here?
He was really lost.
"It's nothing." He changed the topic, his eyes fell on Song Yihuan's face again, and asked softly: "Are your eyes any better?"
"Maybe I cried for too long, so it hurts."
Song Yihuan spoke with tears in her eyes, but the tears suppressed a shrewd coldness in her eyes.
Ah Jing, do you care so much about that bitch?
Lu Huaijing frowned. Thinking of the old man who was still being rescued in the operating room, he couldn't help but comfort him: "It'll be okay. Don't worry."
"But I'm still so scared..."
Song Yihuan suppressed her cry and trembled her shoulders slightly, wanting to lean into the man's arms again.
But this time, the voice of the owner of the straight figure was unprecedentedly serious:
"Yihuan, how did Grandma Song get into a car accident?"
…
Nan Yan was helped back to the office by Ji Yuanchen.
Her hands were shaking so badly that she couldn't even suppress the feeling of weakness. She was so exhausted that she closed her eyes heavily the moment she touched the chair.
Ji Yuanchen did not disturb her, but thoughtfully covered her with a blanket.
But the woman in her dream felt like she was a child again.
The young man who fished him out of the water had stern eyebrows and shining eyes.
He said, don't be afraid, I'm here...
…
Nan Yan was woken up by her cell phone vibrating. She fumbled to pick it up, and a harsh voice came from the other end:
"Gu Nanyan, today is your grandma's birthday party, don't you even know you're coming back?"
Birthday banquet...?
Nan Yan frowned, but her voice was tinged with a hint of mockery: "Didn't she say that I am a loser and don't deserve to be in the Gu family?"
Ever since her mother gave birth to her, her grandmother had never stopped cursing and scolding her.
Until the day her mother had an accident, the old man was still complaining about her for making the Gu family lose its incense.
Perhaps it was a twist of fate that even Feng Peiyun, his father's second wife Gu Lang, only gave birth to a daughter.
But Mrs. Gu loved her granddaughter in every possible way and regarded her as the apple of her eye.
At this time, Nan Yan suddenly realized that what this old lady resented was never her daughter, but just because she hated her mother's money and power, so that the favored son in her eyes became her son-in-law.
Gu Lang on the other end of the phone was obviously angry and yelled angrily: "Gu Nanyan, don't think that just because you married into the Lu family, you can do whatever you want. I tell you, you must bring Lu Huaijing back tonight. I have important things to attend to." Announce!"
"Dudududu..."
After hanging up the phone rudely, Nan Yan stared at the phone with a black screen, but the previous scene flashed through his mind, and he curled his lips in self-mockery.
Lu Huaijing... I'm afraid he's having sex with Song Yi right now.
He has always looked down on her, so how could he review his family with her?
But she can't disobey Gu Lang's order yet, because she still has something very important that she hasn't gotten back.
Nan Yan rubbed his sore eyebrows and could only stand up with his exhausted body.
After asking for leave from the director of the department, I simply packed up and drove back to Gu's house.
The lively dinner party had just begun, and Gu Lang was walking among them, well-dressed and smiling.
While drinking and drinking, he saw Nan Yan coming alone.
His face instantly darkened.
"I'm really sorry, I have something to deal with."
He nodded and sent away the distinguished guests, and went straight to Nan Yan.
He started asking: "Why are you the only one coming back?"
"Dad, do you think Lu Huaijing didn't come and that he can no longer maintain the arrogance he boasted about?"
Nan Yan spoke calmly, her charming face so peaceful and indifferent that it made people feel mocking.
Gu Lang was poked in a painful spot, and became even more angry: "What are you talking about? Don't think that your mother saved Mr. Lu, and you can reach the sky in one step!"
He yelled in a lowered voice, even with a hint of threat and contempt: "If you still want to know where she is, call me Lu Huaijing quickly!"
After Gu Lang said a word, he turned around and went to socialize with the people at the banquet.
Nan Yan closed her eyes to hide the stinging pain in her eyes, but the hatred spread like thorns and vines.
Ten years, a whole ten years, this is her lifeblood!
Gu Lang thought he had pinched her three inches, and she had nowhere to escape.
Beiqi bit her lip, Nan Yan could only take a deep breath, turned around and dialed Lu Huaijing's number.
The first time, no one answered.
The second time, I was hung up directly.
Her heart sank little by little, and her anxiety gradually turned into depression.
It wasn't until the third call that someone finally picked up.
She felt that her throat was dry, and she could only speak softly: "Huai Jing, can you-"
"Gu Nanyan, it's me."
Song Yihuan's joking voice seemed to be very proud, and she smiled softly: "What do you want from Ah Jing? He is taking a shower and is a little tired~"
The mockery with the rising tail note is so easy to show off.
The smoke was stuck in her throat, and her nails dug deeply into her palms. The stinging pain made her maintain a cold voice: "Miss Song, I heard that your grandmother is still in the hospital."
Hearing this, Song Yihuan was really angry: "What do you mean? Do you want to threaten me with that old woman?
Gu Nanyan, don’t forget, my grandmother was the one who saved Ajing’s mother! If you dare to talk nonsense in front of her, I will tear your mouth apart! "
Nan Yan also heard about Grandma Song.
Daughters from red families have always been upright and true to their word.
It's a pity that Song Yihuan didn't inherit any of her grandmother's character.
"Miss Song, I just want to remind you that Huaijing and I are not divorced. As a mistress with a shameful status, you have no right to scream in front of me!"
After saying that, Nan Yan hung up the phone directly.
At night, a man and a woman alone take a bath...
As soon as these keywords came out, Nan Yan knew it well even if he didn't say what he did.
The sadness was overwhelming, as if the tide was about to drown her, but just when she was about to go to Gu Lang to explain it clearly, her mouth and nose were suddenly covered!
