"Really, Sister Carrie, Mr. Lin has obviously booked a special flight for you, why did you refuse?" Assistant Wen Qian had a typical young lady's temper. The nearly ten-hour flight trip made her feel like her back was about to break: "

Ouch, I’m so small-backed, I feel so sorry for you!”

He Jiayin couldn't help but find it funny: "How can I feel sorry for myself?"

"Sister Carrie, why don't you feel sorry for me?" Wen Qian pouted dissatisfied.

"Okay, I feel sorry for you." He Jiayin looked at her watch: "The plane will land in half an hour. Show me the documents again." She stretched out her hand.

"Oh, really, you were busy as soon as you got on the plane. I also wanted to take a short nap..."

"Then I'll give you a break. You can go home and have a good sleep."

"Really?" Wen Qian's eyes shone: "How many days can you let me go?"

"Is a lifetime enough for you to sleep in?" He Jiayin took the file, opened it, and read it carefully.

"I knew you weren't so kind!" Wen Qian waved her fist: "Sister Carrie, you are really getting more and more sinister!"

"Thank you for the compliment!" He Jiayin replied while looking at the document.

Wen Qian stuck out her tongue and closed her eyes. She wanted to take advantage of the last half hour to recuperate. After getting off the plane, she didn't know what kind of entertainment she would have.

"Why is there a document missing?" He Jiayin shook Wen Qian awake.

"Where are the young ones?" Wen Qian quickly got up to check: "Aren't they all here?"

"Where is Tang Qiaoen's company?" He Jiayin looked through the documents again to make sure they were not there, and looked at Wen Qian and asked.

"That company is not qualified at all. When Mr. Ling asked me to eliminate all unqualified investment plans, I removed it." Wen Qian blinked, not knowing what she did wrong.

"Where are the documents?" As soon as He Jiayin mentioned Tang Qiaoen, she couldn't control her anger and her tone was very harsh.

Wen Qian quickly opened the folder and gave He Jiayin the land she wanted: "Here, Sister Carrie, why are you so excited when I mention this? Is Tang Qiaoen your friend? Do you have to invest in her half-dead company?"

"Friend?" He Jiayin's eyes became cold: "If she can be considered a friend, then we really have to take good care of her this time!"

"Sister Carrie..." Wen Qian understands He Jiayin. When such an expression appears on her face, it means that she is full of fighting spirit. She will only do it when a difficult project cannot be carried out.

With an expression like this: "Is there something that I don't know about?"

In the past two years as He Jiayin's secretary, she never dared to ask He Jiayin face to face what he had experienced before, but a woman's intuition told her that Sister Carrie's heart must have been hurt, and it must have been unforgettable. Otherwise, Lin Yixiang

Although he was so kind and caring to her, she still kept him out.

He Jiayin did not answer Wen Qian's words. After reading the document, he said, "Add this company to our investment list."

"But, she is not qualified..." Wen Qian said awkwardly.

"So, we just added her, and we didn't say we really wanted to invest in her." He Jiayin squinted her eyes and looked out the window of the cabin: "Wouldn't it be more lively to let her have fun for nothing?"

"Ha! That's it, I understand!" Wen Qian suddenly realized. She also guessed that she had only a half-understanding.

This Tang Qiaoen must be the person who hurt Sister Carrie before. In this case, there is nothing wrong with playing tricks on her!

"It's almost here." He Jiayin's eyes were still staring out the window, Annan City gradually appeared in the clouds.

"Sister Carrie, please put on your sunglasses. There will be reporters outside the airport later."

"Yes." He Jiayin picked up the sunglasses in front of him and put them on.

"Ladies and gentlemen: The plane is descending. Please sit back in your original position, fasten your seat belt, put away the tray table, and adjust the seat back to the normal position. All personal computers and electronic devices must be turned off.

Please confirm whether your carry-on items have been properly placed. We will dim the cabin lights later. Thank you!”

As soon as the flight attendant finished speaking, the plane started to land.

He Jiayin closed her eyes, leaned on the backrest, and clenched her hands into fists:

I'm back.

Although she was on a normal passenger plane, He Jiayin did not get off the plane like most passengers. After all the passengers got off, the flight attendant came over and said to her: "Miss He, please come with me."

He Jiayin followed her out of the plane through the special passage.

Lin Yixiang was waiting for her on the tarmac under the plane.

He Jiayin wore a fitted suit and large sunglasses, covering half of her face. Her shoulder-length curly hair naturally flowed back due to the breeze.

After not seeing her for several months, he felt that she had become a little more mature and her whole body exuded a unique charm.

He knew He Jiayin's plan to come back a month ago. From that time on, Lin Yixiang began to feel uneasy.

Because I don’t know what kind of storm will happen after she comes back.

Lin Yixiang took a deep breath and said with a smile on his face: "How are you? I haven't been back for three years. Do you think there have been any changes?"

"The air is still so bad." She took off her sunglasses and looked at Lin Yixiang: "Can Wen Qian alone handle those reporters at the airport?"

"If you can't figure it out, just fire her, or deduct her salary. You are the boss, do as you like!" Lin Yixiang opened the car door for her.

"Thank you." He Jiayin got in the car and put on his sunglasses again.

Lin Yixiang went around to the other side to get on the bus, and then said to the driver: "Go directly to the hotel."

"I really want to see what Tang Qiaoen looks like now. It is said that she is very depressed." He Jiayin looked at Lin Yixiang and said.

"It's not worth it to expose yourself just to see her." Lin Yixiang took the document held in He Jiayin's hand and began to read: "It's better to go back to the hotel to rest first. I have prepared a feast for you.

When the time comes, you will appear gorgeously, and then you can meet the person you meet."

"Yeah." He Jiayin closed her eyes and leaned her head against the car window: "I've been working hard for more than ten hours, so I'm a little tired."

In the past three years, she has only shown signs of fatigue in front of Lin Yixiang.

Because Lin Yixiang understands all her pain, she doesn't need to pretend to be strong in front of him.

"Let's squint for a while." Lin Yixiang pulled her head onto his shoulder: "I'll lend you my shoulder for a while."

"Thank you..."

He Jiayin adjusted her position comfortably.

A faint fragrance spread into Lin Yixiang's nose.

He couldn't help but tighten his hands holding the document. He felt even more uneasy.

He Jiayin is back.

Is it time for him to hand her over to Mu Zechuan?
Chapter completed!