"Yan Siming is not sincere to you. He tried every means to get close to you because of your relationship with Brother Zi Qian. He just wants to snatch you away from Brother Zi Qian. He won't cherish it!"
If he cherishes it, Ye Shiqian will not come back, and I heard that the old man of the Ye family still wants to let Ye Shiqian and Ning Ziqian continue. He is a shameless old guy.
"I know."
Xia Mengying's voice was calm. Her heart was now completely in a mess. All kinds of complex emotions were intertwined, leaving only deep helplessness and powerlessness. She didn't even want to speak more.
Although Yan Siming's methods were despicable, his purpose was upright and he did not hide anything. Because of this, she had a deep resistance and even hostility towards him from the beginning.
If she didn't know Ning Ziqian, or the two were just ordinary friends, would he still be pestering her like this?
He was always targeting Ning Ziqian, which made her even more intolerable.
"Sister-in-law, Brother Ziqian really tried his best to deal with my aunt. Until now, he is still working hard. For you, he has never given up. Can you not give up for him? Just believe in Brother Ziqian, okay? Even if
If there are people who obstruct it and try every possible means to stop it, he will definitely find the right bone marrow!"
Ling Zeyu suddenly stood up, then squatted down in front of Xia Mengying, looking at her earnestly. Xia Mengying's heart trembled inexplicably, and she nodded.
She must not be the second Ye Shiqian, otherwise, Ning Ziqian will definitely be very sad. Her mother's illness is urgent and she is of course anxious, but she cannot be so selfish and hurt people who care about her and are kind to her. The matter is not the end.
There is still a chance, yes, she should believe in Ning Ziqian. From the time she met him to the present, Ning Ziqian has never let her down. Why should she doubt it?
After the driver arrived, Xia Mengying gave him the car keys and got directly into Ling Zeyu's car. She sat in the passenger seat and leaned against the window, looking at the neon lights going backwards.
, without saying a word, if she hadn't kept her eyes open, Ling Zeyu would have doubted whether she had fallen asleep.
The house was empty, and the lights in the room were on as before. After Xia Mengying changed her shoes and closed the door, she walked directly to the dining table, opened the dust table cover, looked at the dishes on the table, and silently pulled out the chair
She sat down, picked up her chopsticks, took a mouthful of food and brought it to her mouth. She couldn't help but frown. The food was bitter, just like her heart, which was full of bitterness.
Xia Mengying took a few simple bites, dragged her tired body back to the room, found her suitcase, and started packing her clothes.
Is Ning Ziqian busy because of his mother's illness?
Before she got the exact news, she would not go to Yan Siming again, let alone meet him. She was the only one at home, which was too deserted and suffocatingly cold. She ran back and forth to the hospital every day.
She felt really tired, so Xia Mengying decided to stay in the hospital and take good care of Fang Jingyi.
After Xia Mengying packed her things, she went to the bathroom to take a shower. After wandering around the living room, she walked to Ning Ziqian's study.
Having lived here for more than a month, Xia Mengying spent most of her time in the bedroom and kitchen. She could count the number of times she visited Ning Ziqian's study on five fingers.
Ning Ziqian rarely works in the study. Most of the time, he moves things to the living room and handles official business there. On the one hand, on the other hand, she also wants to avoid suspicion. Shengshi Group is a big company after all.
, and the several big orders she is taking now are all people she knew before who want to participate, Xia family, Qi family, Sun family, Xia Mengying is worried that something will happen, and she will not be able to tell when the time comes, Ning Ziqian is more
The more Xia Mengying trusts her, the less she wants to get involved in these things.
The study room is not small, larger than the guest bedroom. There are two bookshelves against the wall, which are full of books. Except for some world classics, most of them are economic books, both in Chinese and English.
Yes, there are also some French books. Behind the executive chair on the desk, the bookshelf is slightly smaller. There are three rows of documents. There is a laptop on the desk, and there are organized documents beside it. They are neatly packed.
Xia Mengying walked over, sat down on the chair, and tilted her head back. Ling Zeyu said that Ning Ziqian was a workaholic. He was busy like a machine in the company. When he got home, he also liked to go to the study. He must have done it before.
I often sit in this chair to work.
Xia Mengying closed her eyes. As soon as she shook, the chair would spin in circles. When it was spinning, the world was spinning, and the scene of Ye Shiqian running away with another man flashed in her mind.
The hall was full of guests, and the bride in her wedding dress suddenly took off the ring on her hand and gave it back to Ning Ziqian, then took another man's hand and ran away. As she thought about it, her heart ached for no reason, and her eyesight became blurred.
It gradually became blurry, and she felt sorry for Ning Ziqian. Compared with him and Ye Shiqian, she and Qi Zhiming were nothing to mention, but Ning Ziqian was different.
An outstanding man like him must have always been the object of praise from others, but overnight, he became the biggest joke.
Xia Mengying closed her eyes tightly and frowned as she imagined Ning Ziqian's mood at that time.
These days, it is really more difficult for her than ever. Looking at Fang Jingyi every day, she is always struggling with whether to meet Yan Siming. She has thought of committing suicide. She drove today
On the way to find Yan Siming, she still had such crazy thoughts in her mind. For her, what happened during this period was completely beyond her tolerance, but in the end, she did not do that after all.
If something happens to her, what will her mother do? And Ning Ziqian--
She has too many concerns and too many reluctances to let go.
Xia Mengying opened her eyes and her gaze fell on the pen holder on her desk. Suddenly she felt that the pen was familiar. She stood up and took out the pen. It was Ning Ziqian's recording pen. He had left in a hurry a few days ago.
, I forgot to take something away.
"When you went to school today, the little girls' eyes almost popped out when they looked at you. Uncle, tell me, are the tastes of little girls nowadays becoming more and more serious?"
"The taste is indeed getting stronger."
"What about you? Why did you kiss me suddenly?"
"ah?"
Listening to her silly voice, Xia Mengying couldn't help but think of what happened that morning, and suddenly laughed out loud. Her laughter was pleasant, her brows stretched, and her pale face became a little angry.
She took a few steps back and sat down on the executive chair again.
She only listened to the contents of the recorder last time. She wanted to know what else happened next.