Chapter 325: Marriage to Ling Yannan 98 Ling Yannan also looked surprised, "Why is it so sudden? Did something happen?"

During the time when she was having a cold war with him, after he found her, he did not go there immediately because he expected that she would not give him a good look.

In his heart, Jian Yiyun is her best friend.

He knows more about her thoughts than Lian Munian or even Ling Yuefei. He can be said to be the person who understands her thoughts best.

They didn't meet often, and they only talked alone twice, but it made him understand that Jian Yiyun really loved her and was thinking about her happiness wholeheartedly.

Although he didn't want to bow to Jian Yiyun, especially since he was his love rival, he knew that as long as he was willing to bow his head and ask Jian Yiyun about her thoughts, Jian Yiyun would definitely tell her everything without reservation.

Moreover, there are two major benefits.

First, Jian Yiyun helped him because of this and said a few nice words in front of her. Some words coming out of his mouth were more useful than anyone else.

Secondly, under Jian Yiyun's guidance, he could also know how to break down the barriers in her heart and let go of the past unhappiness one by one.

Although he himself felt that asking for help from his love rival was almost useless, but if he put down his pride and bowed his head to Jian Yiyun, it would be worth it if it was really useful.

And the facts proved that his original decision was right.

Precisely because of this, he couldn't help but become concerned about Jian Yiyun.

Lian Mu Ran didn't answer, but glanced at him.

Ling Yannan understood immediately, stopped and shouted, "I swear, it wasn't me!"

Yes, Lian Muran suspected that he was the one causing the disturbance, and this was the trick he used against Gao Linlong.

She raised her eyebrows, "True?"

Ling Yannan vowed, "Truth! Third Young Master Jian helps me, while Gao Linlong poaches me, so the treatment will naturally be different."

Hearing this, Lian Muran, who had always been thin-skinned, turned his face awkwardly and relayed Jian Yiyun's words to him: "It was Yun's grandfather who couldn't stand it anymore and directly pointed him to a marriage and his career."

Now he is steadily rising, and his family is in the army. He has no time or energy for a relationship, so he agreed."

Ling Yannan felt that what Jian Yiyun said was false. If he really wanted to find a woman to fall in love with, he would definitely be able to find time. Besides, his current military rank should be high, and his time allocation would naturally be much more flexible.

There is a saying that goes well: Time is like water in a sponge, as long as you squeeze it, there will still be some.

Therefore, saying there is no time is just an excuse. The most important thing is to see if he wants to do it.

Seeing her hanging her head and thinking wildly, he reminded her kindly: "Xiao Ran, didn't you say you were going to a meeting?"

Lian Muran lowered her eyes, hugged her documents and left happily.

After Lian Muran left, Ling Yannan sat in her seat and used her computer to read the stock market. Half an hour later, he closed the page and returned to the sofa to sit lazily on the sofa, playing with his mobile phone out of boredom.

After a while, I got up and walked around the office. Soon I returned to my seat and sat down, rummaging around boredly. I reached down from the coffee table in front of me and pulled the cabinet on the coffee table.

Just as he was about to push it back, he unexpectedly discovered that there was a bag with its opening pressed inside.

The bag looked like it had been there for a long time, and there was a thin layer of dust on it.

He took out two tissues, held the bag with the tissues, and took the bag out.

Ling Yannan's heart skipped a beat, his expression was unpredictable, and his jawline was obviously tense.

What caught my eyelids was a piece of clothing.

To be precise, it's a men's suit jacket.

Most of the clothes he wears are custom-made by himself. Although the heads of many high-end clothing brands will send him a bunch of new styles every quarter when new products are released, he rarely wears those clothes.

It is not placed in the bedroom, and the clothes are classic burgundy, which has been very popular in recent years, but he has never worn a burgundy suit.

Therefore, this men's suit jacket cannot be his.

Lian Muran came out of the conference room. It was already six o'clock in the evening.

Back in the office, Ling Yannan was reading a newspaper carefully. Her coming in did not seem to affect his seriousness.

After a while, she walked up to him, and he raised his head slightly and raised his thin lips, "Okay?"

Lian Muran nodded, "Well, it's getting late, let's go home."

"I've already called back. Let's go out to eat." Ling Yannan elegantly folded the newspaper in her hand and put it away neatly, led her out of the office, and drove to a hot pot restaurant.

"Why did you suddenly think of eating hot pot?" Lian Muran looked sideways at him in surprise. After saying that, a thought flashed through his mind and his eyes widened, "How did you know that I like the hot pot in this hot pot restaurant?"

Ling Yannan smiled slightly, clasped her little hand tightly, and hid it in his own palm. His voice was mellow and intoxicating: "As long as you have a heart, what can you not know?"

Lian Muran's heart skipped a beat, and the palm that was clenched by him slowly tightened, but could not escape his warm palm.

This man was getting better and better towards her, and his good deeds made her more and more greedy for his good deeds, and her heart fell deeper and deeper into him.

She raised the corners of her mouth and whispered: "Ling Yannan..."

"You?" He turned around.

Lian Muran glanced around hesitantly, then turned back and whispered shyly: "Will you always be so good to me?" She had never said these words, let alone asked anyone to say them to her.

She thought she was mature enough, and sweet words were a promise if she said them nicely, but if she said them badly, they would sometimes turn out to be lies, so she always thought she wouldn't like hearing them.

But she forgot that she is also a normal woman.

When facing the person they love, no matter what their identity or personality is, they are all little women who long for the other person to take them into consideration. No matter how many sweet words they hear, they will never be enough, and once they hear it, they will

Can be addictive.

And she felt like she was slowly becoming addicted.

So, she wanted to hear more and started asking more questions.

Ling Yannan's eyes were deep, her thin lips were slightly hooked, she shook her head and said, "No."

Lian Muran's expression suddenly changed, and her little hand subconsciously retracted, trying to withdraw the little hand that was held in his palm.

This was the first time she asked such a question, but he rejected it without hesitation and ruthlessly.

Although there was a smile on his lips that she loved and could never forget, at this moment, she was heartbroken.

Ling Yannan's smile deepened, and he held her tighter with his backhand, dragging her into his arms. He put his thin lips next to her ear and said, "Because I will be better to you."

He has deeply realized that she has a stubborn temper, is as cold as ice, and is boring. She likes to keep her worries in her heart without saying anything.

He spent a lot of effort to completely eliminate the barrier in her heart. If he didn't treat her better, with her temper, it would be a hundred times more difficult to coax her next time than the last time.

Besides, he couldn't bear to treat her badly anymore.

…

At c in mid-August, it was a bit sultry and the sunshine was scorching. At dusk, the orange sunlight was projected on the clean glass. Although the air conditioner in the room was not turned off, Lian Muran still felt a bit sultry.

At six o'clock, her secretary knocked on the door and came in, handing the documents in her hand to her.

Lian Muran glanced at him and nodded, indicating that he could get off work.

The secretary nodded and left, but as soon as he took a step forward, he paused, looked back, and stopped talking.

Lian Muran slowly raised his eyes, "What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

"Director, aren't you off work yet?"

"Well, wait a minute, let me read these documents first."

The secretary asked again: "Well... is Mr. Ling coming to take you home?"

"He has something to do today. I will drive back by myself." She said with a frown. These were not questions that her secretary would usually ask, let alone questions that his identity could not ask. She asked: "Why are you asking these questions?"

There was a slightly uneasy look on the secretary's handsome face, as if he didn't know how to speak.

Lian Muran has always been patient enough when it comes to official matters, "What's wrong? Do you want me to take you home?"

The secretary stopped in a hurry and said, "No, no, no, no, I just thought you'd better contact Mr. Ling."

Lian Muran stopped talking and looked at him with a frown.

Why does he care so much if she contacts Ling Yannan or not?

In the end, the secretary still didn't say what he wanted to say. Seeing that Lian Muran was not angry, he took a breath and said, "Then...I'll go back first."

"Well, be careful on the road."

After the secretary went out, she read two documents. It was getting dark, so she packed her things and went downstairs to go home.

After getting in the car, the secretary's words came to mind involuntarily. She felt it was strange, and it was related to Ling Yannan.

She called Ling Yannan.

And his bell rang all around.

Lian Muran was stunned and looked sideways in the direction of the sound. Ling Yannan was standing not far away, leaning casually by the door, staring at her, but not intending to come over.

Lian Muran rubbed his forehead, but he couldn't come, only she could.

She walked over and said, "Didn't you say you can't come today because you have something to do?"

Ling Yannan nodded, "I have something to do, but I pushed it back."

"What happened? Why didn't you tell me or go up?"

The corners of Ling Yannan's lips curled up slightly, and he asked instead of answering: "Do you know what day it is today?"
To be continued...