Get Away From Me E-Book

Robert Billy

• Herausgeber: Robert Billy
• Kategorie: Fachliteratur
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022

Beschreibung

Not long after Tang Yuan returned to China from studying abroad, the marriage contract between Tang and Jiang fell on her and Jiang Xian. In high school, she had announced that she would chase after him, but her face was discredited, and she was also put on the table again. They were teenagers that year. Her stars are holding the moon, but he is proud of Qingjun, and he is indifferent to her approach in every way. Jiang Xian didn't care about it at that time. I never thought that things will change with circumstances, and there will be such a moment later on this day-the way he looks at her is far better than the heat of the summer of seventeen.

Leseprobe

Chapter 1 So late

In the afternoon, the light and shadow were mottled.

There was a hustle and bustle of vitality in the playground.

A boy wearing only a half-length school uniform ran from the direction of the school building, approaching the shade of the tree, and yelled before he arrived: "It's over, it's over there"

There were six or seven people sitting under the tree, each chatting gossip.

Tang Yuan in the middle rested with his back against the tree trunk. He was shocked by the broken gong's voice. He frowned and opened his eyes: "What's the noise?"

The visitor stopped in front of the shade of the tree, took a breath, and slightly reduced his voice: "The ranking of this monthly test has come out."

"Damn!" The Lan Mao on Tang Yuan's right heard this, and panicked and put his phone in his pocket, losing the mood of playing games, "How can I forget this?"

Their head teacher had just spoken last week, this time if one of the last fifty people saw his name, who would not be able to eat it.

"The old class passed the anger with my dad, and the test is sloppy. I have to be beaten to death." Lan Mao said as he couldn't sit still, "Boss Yuan, see if you go?"

"You are stupid." The boy in the half-length school uniform cut off his words, "Boss Yuan and Jiang Ying have always stabilized the top one hundred and five."

"Oh yes, you two don't have this trouble. Go and see, if we don't, we ourselves...?"

The sun shone through the cracks in the leaves, not hot, and shining silently, sweeping across the skin, sultry and playful.

Tang Yuan squinted his eyes, that bright and gorgeous face was a little bit sad. There was still a while before class, she curled her lips, stood up on her feet, and said, "Let's go."

The others immediately followed, stalking her to the other end of the playground.

The red list stood in front of the flower bed, surrounded by many people, from all grades.

Boys in half-length school uniforms are the most dexterous.

Tang Yuan found a place under the porch to lean against the pillar. The girls were all okay, so they didn't worry too much. They played games around her, raising her eyes from time to time.

Anxious Lan Mao and a few other worried boys stood on the steps waiting eagerly.

After seeing the results, he came out, twisting his neck and yelling here, Tang Yuan unexpectedly entered the top one hundred and five, ranking 104th.

After reporting the ranking of the girls, he went back to the crowd.

Lan Mao and the others became more anxious and huddled together to look around. Suddenly, I don't know which one has good eyesight. I squinted to catch a glimpse of the first line, and then he blurted out and sighed: "Freaking the first is Jiang Xian again?!"

As soon as the voice came out, the boys froze together, Lan Mao hurriedly stabbed it with his elbow, and his eyes desperately signaled in Tang Yuan's direction.

Their boss Yuan has chased Jiang Xian for so long and hasn't chased him.

After speaking to the person, he realized it, reacted, and grinned dryly: "...and it's nothing great."

A few people winked their eyebrows, fearing to say something wrong, and pushed to get closer to the red list.

Tang Yuan leaned against the pillar, as if he hadn't heard what they said, his black eyes were dark and his face was blank.

Outside the eaves of the gallery, more and more human shadows appeared.

I don't know if it was two girls from which class of the same grade who came over, stopped not far away, wearing glasses of different colors, stepping toward the red list, and taking over seemed to talk about it.

"Wow, Jiang Xian again?"

"Yes again? It's him every time, it feels like there is no one else except him."

"That's right……"

The two of you say something to me, and suddenly one of them rises in pitch.

"Hey! The one in Class 9 who wants to chase Jiang Xian is really in the top ten!"

"Really, where is it?"

"Fifth, there, look! She's too good, right? She said before that she was going to be in the top ten like Jiang Xian, and she really made it."

"My God." Seeing the ranking list clearly, the girl couldn't help but slap her tongue, "This courage, do you think Jiang Xian will really be chased by her?"

"who knows……"

A small or small volume came into his ears. I don't know if the sun's light changed its direction. Tang Yuan pursed his lips, suddenly feeling a little irritable.

After the boys had read the bottom 50 rankings, it was already two minutes later. They didn't find their own names at the end, one by one they managed to escape and smile.

The two girls outside the porch were still chatting.

Tang Yuan didn't want to listen anymore, and turned around first, "going back."

The sun was warm in the afternoon.

A group of people hula la la followed her, walked to the vicinity of the court, and the sharp-eyed one around her glanced at the opposite side, and said: "That--"

Just said a word, thinking of something abruptly stopped.

Tang Yuan followed the awkward stop sound and looked at it.

On the side of the stairs, the tall and thin figure who has been at the top of the red list. The cyan school uniform that he has seen so many times, worn on him, is kind of indescribable.

He was being stopped to speak, a little far away, unable to see his face, only the clear and cold outline was vaguely visible.

Tang Yuan was stunned for a moment.

I didn't know how to walk a few steps, and suddenly there was an exclamation in my ear.

She raised her eyelids, but she seemed to take a slack.

The derailed ball, and the sudden increase in sunlight, came straight towards her.

With a "hum", everything became hazy, and all the surrounding sounds were inaudible.

The direct light dazzled people, and in the infinitely elongated silence, the white light suddenly surrounded her——

...

Tang Yuan opened his eyes suddenly.

It's quiet all around.

The entrance is a snow-white ceiling, playground, green plants, crowds, basketballs... there is nothing, the slightly dim interior, even the light is mostly blocked by curtains.

The heartbeat slowly calmed down, and she raised her hand to cover her forehead and let out a sigh of relief.

——It is a dream.

There was a familiar light fragrance in the room, she rubbed her eyebrows lightly, and sat up on the bed. Probably too tired these days, after taking a nap, I dreamt about things in high school.

Looking at the phone, it was already more than three o'clock in the afternoon, and there were still a few hours before dinner with the "blind date".

Tang Yuan got up, drank a glass of water, and began to change clothes.

She picked up her everyday clothes, not very grand, and sat cross-legged in front of the full-length mirror and painted herself a simple makeup.

After I finished painting, I looked at the mirror for a while, and felt that it was too plain. After thinking about it, I decided to add some eye shadow.

He stretched out his hand and just picked up the eyeshadow palette. The golden shell refracted the sunlight, dangling from the corner of her face.

Tang Yuan paused, and suddenly remembered the dream just now.

The playground is noisy, and large swaths of light are blazing hot.

There is also that vague figure.

Tang Yuan constricted his eyes, and after a moment, silently put down the golden eye shadow in his hand and replaced it with another one.

It was still early when he packed up and went out. Tang Yuan first went to the cafe downstairs to wait for him. She sent my sister-in-law the location in advance, and the arranged driver would pick her up at the intersection next to the cafe on time.

Tang Yuan entered the shop and asked for a latte, and went to the corner. Passing a table, there were several people sitting around. One of them caught a glimpse of her and paused, "Tang Yuan?"

It was a woman in a small white suit, staring straight at Tang Yuan, as if for a few seconds, she slowly laughed, but there was no kindness and sincerity in her eyes, "Have you returned home? By coincidence, I ran into you here."

Tang Yuan paused slightly, twitching the corner of his mouth perfunctorily, too lazy to deal with it, and walked to his seat in the next second.

The other people at the same table as the woman in the white suit looked at Tang Yuan and couldn't help feeling.

"Wow, Weiwei, is that beauty someone you know? She looks so pretty!"

"The figure is also good, white and bright, so you can be a star."

"..."

The woman in a small suit called Weiwei turned pale: "It's okay, I'm not very familiar."

Tang Yuan sat not far away, and could hear what they were talking about.

She is really not familiar with that Weiwei.

When I was studying, a group of girls had a bad relationship with Tang Yuan, and they all had a family background. Nowadays, I still see Tang Yuan from time to time.

This Weiwei got into the circle of those people when she was in high school, and was one of their doglegs, and often followed to provoke Tang Yuan. After graduation and parting, the group of Jiao ladies didn't have much contact with this Weiwei. Tang Yuan didn't meet her on social occasions after returning to China, but only vaguely heard that she seemed to be working in a fashion company.

That table is probably all Weiwei's colleagues, and you keep complimenting Tang Yuan every word.

After hearing a few words, Weiwei seemed impatient, and suddenly interjected: "In fact, when it comes to being beautiful, celebrities are quite different."

Her voice is clearer than others, as if she intended to tell someone to listen to it, "Last week, our team shot Xiang Li on the cover. She herself is really super-looking, and she has no arrogance at all. The kind that can stand the test of the camera. Your beauty is really beautiful."

The topic was taken away instantly, and someone asked immediately.

"Really so good-looking? I was not there that day. I heard them say that I would invite the people in your group to have afternoon tea."

"Has Zhuo Feiyang gone? Xiang Li seemed to be brought by Zhuo Feiyang when she debuted. It has been rumored that Zhuo Feiyang has a very strong network, and I am quite curious..."

"Is Xiang Li going to gossip with someone recently? The industry is gossip, as if the surname is Jiang... I heard that it is from the Shengjiang Group. What are Jiang and Jiang?"

Weiwei seemed to be in the middle of her arms, smiled, and said: "The youngest senior of Shengjiang Group, Jiang Xian."

Tang Yuan stopped flipping through the magazine.

Someone at that table took out his mobile phone to search, and knocked on the table with his fingers excitedly.

"Yes, it's him, take a look!"

"He looks handsome..."

"A man with this kind of condition is only worthy of Xiang Li. After all, she is beautiful and good-natured." Weiwei took the conversation slowly, deliberately, "Other people can only think about it. I thought about it."

They chatted in full swing, Tang Yuan pinched the pages of the magazine and didn't turn it down for a long time.

The phone shook suddenly.

She regained her consciousness, shielded the surrounding sounds, and took a look.

Jiang Ying finally couldn't help it, and ran to ask her about her progress.

[Will win: how about it, have you seen the above? 】

[Yuanbuyuan: We have an appointment for dinner, don't you see what time it is now. 】

[Will win: I am not anxious for you! ! ! ! ! ! 】

Exclamation marks were used a lot, and Tang Yuan could see that she was really anxious.

Before answering, Jiang Ying asked again.

[Will win: My brother and that little star gossip, have you figured out how to deal with it? 】

Tang Yuan paused at his fingertips.

Jiang Ying's hands were fast over there, and there were two crackles.

[Will win: You and my brother’s blind date, all those eight wives know about it, and today there are two more who came to my side and beat me to talk about it. 】

[Will win: They always love to fight against you when they are studying, and now I heard that you and my brother got together and have such a scandal | secretly, it might be so ugly... you are coming back this time It's impossible not to go out and run into it without knowing what occasion, they are afraid they are all waiting to see your joke. 】

Don't wait for any occasion, Tang Yuan wanted to say that she had already met a Tim Duo.

That Weiwei is not a person in this circle, and probably doesn't know the news now. But the matter between her and Jiang Xian in high school was not a secret. After so many years, she still deliberately stabbed her when she came across, and her mouth was yin and yang weird, which is exactly the same as those eight poems.

Tang Yuan thought for a while and still didn't tell Jiang Ying. He glanced away and stopped at the word "blind date".

Saying "blind date" is actually nothing more than a common "marriage" in the circle.

This matter has to be traced back to the two older generations.

The old lady of the Jiang family received a lot of favors from the Tang family when she was young. After marrying the old man of the Jiang family, the relationship between the two families became very close. Later, an agreement was made for the marriage of their children, but they never made it.

Over the past year or so, the old man of the Jiang family is in poor health and often takes care of him in the hospital. When he grows old, he is prone to nostalgia. From time to time, he thinks of the old lady Jiang who left first, and then thinks about the marriage contract promoted by her.

There are a few of the Tang family and Jiang family of the right age. As a result, who would have thought that the marriage contract ended up with Tang Yuan and Jiang Xian.

This news is quite worthy of gossip to the younger generation who are often in the social circle.

After all, adults don’t know, but they all know--

Tang Yuan chased Jiang Xian in high school.

After returning from studying abroad, Tang Yuan had eaten with Jiang Xian several times. The meaning of the elders is to let them understand each other first, cultivate and cultivate their feelings.

Originally, only the two families knew each other, but there are no eternal secrets in this circle. Now, they have finally spread.

Tang Yuan returned to the foreign school two weeks ago to deal with matters. After a period of time away, he would not have expected that Jiang Xian would have such a scandal. Jiang Ying was also very loyal and told her at the first time, otherwise she would face it abruptly, and it would be harder to parry.

Knowing that Jiang Ying was really worrying about herself, Tang Yuan sighed silently.

[Yuan Bu Yuan: I know, I will deal with it. 】

Jiang Ying exhorted a few words and asked again.

[Will win: wait for your driver to pick you up? Where's my brother, he won't pick you up? 】

Tang Yuan looked at this sentence and was silent.

It took a long time to return.

[Yuan Bu Yuan: I didn't ask where he was. 】

[Will win:...]

[Will win: Absolutely, this dear friend is still preparing to get married. 】

There were water drops on the outside of the porcelain cup, and Tang Yuan took a sip from the cup, the rich flavor permeated the taste buds.

She returned an emoji package and didn't say more about it.

The person at Weiwei's table also changed the subject.

Tang Yuan was too lazy to pay attention, and chatted with Jiang Ying for a while, until it reached 5:20 without realizing it.

The driver is always on time, and he will arrive at five thirty. Seeing that it was almost time, Tang Yuan got up and left. Coincidentally, Weiwei's table also set off, stood up and walked out.

Tang Yuan kept a distance from them, watching the news from Jiang Ying on the phone while walking.

Weiwei's group walked to the sidewalk and stopped by the side of the road to wait for the green light.

Tang Yuan walked straight past them. Before reaching the road sign, a car suddenly stopped at the intersection.

She raised her eyes, and was stunned.

The black body is shiny, without a trace of dust, and the low-key luxury models are a bit unsightly, not the common transportation tools at home.

The window slowly lowered, revealing the back seat.

Jiang Xian is in a formal suit, meticulous from the neckline to the cuffs.

The group of people waiting for the green light also saw it, and I didn't know who was the first to be surprised.

"Hey, over there! Isn't it the one from Shengjiang Group...?!"

The photos previously searched in the coffee shop were only viewed shortly afterwards, and several people all recognized the face in the car window.

The car stopped right in front of Tang Yuan, obviously directed at her.

"Is here to pick up the beauty just now?"

They lowered their voices and discussed in surprise. Weiwei looked at Jiang Xian in the car, and then at Tang Yuan's back, her expression changed, a little embarrassment flashed across her face, and her mouth closed.

Tang Yuan stopped in place, holding his mobile phone, staring at the people in the car in a daze.

His eyebrows were a little more mature than before. In this late evening, he was not a bit tired. The setting sun shone on him, with a somewhat clear youthful feeling in a trance.

It's different from the dream, and it doesn't seem to have changed.

Jiang Xian showed no interest in the irrelevant people and things behind her, let alone what they were noisy about, so he only looked at Tang Yuan.

That face without waves was kind of warm and indifferent, and even with the sight that stayed on her, it was hard to tell whether it was cold or gentle.

The light of the setting sun smeared him with a vague edge, Jiang Xian stared at her lightly, "Not coming up yet?"

Chapter 2 So late

The driver drove forward at a constant speed.

Since getting in the car, the two have not spoken. Jiang Xian couldn't spare a moment, looking at the documents all the way. The assistant is in the front seat, returning to report from time to time and communicating with him the details of the work.

They talked generously, it shouldn't be something private, and they didn't avoid her at all.

Tang Yuan leaned on the car seat and aimed at him several times with his peripheral light. Every time he touched the line of the conscientious side face, he quickly moved away.

Not long after, the assistant finished talking, paused the communication, and focused on memorizing something on the electronic memo.

There was no voice, and the car fell silent.

The cold fragrance on his body is looming, and the back seat is clearly spacious, but the aura is invading and approaching little by little, and he can't ignore it.

Tang Yuan looked at the scene flying by outside the window for a long time, and couldn't help but glance at him again. When the light fell on him, Jiang Xian suddenly raised his eyes and confronted her.

She froze and turned back quickly.

Within two seconds, I heard Jiang Xian ask: "Do you have anything to say to me?"

Tang Yuan paused slightly, with a slight look, pretending to look at him calmly, "You..."

Before she could finish her words, the assistant in the front seat turned her head, "Mr. Jiang, Huiheng contacted me and asked about the project we talked about at the Taili promotion meeting. Can we give them a chance to discuss it in detail?"

There was a stagnation in her throat, and most of the remaining words stopped.

Terry is a famous landmark venue, not far from where she lives. From Terry to the place they agreed to eat today, he must pass through her apartment, otherwise he would have to take a long detour.

She and my sister-in-law agreed in advance to send a car to pick up her location, thinking that my sister-in-law would transfer the location to Jiang Xian. She originally wanted to ask how Jiang Xian came to pick him up suddenly.

——It turned out to be just because of the way.

After the assistant asked, he realized that they seemed to have something to say. They choked, their eyes hovered between them, wondering if they should speak again.

Jiang Xian didn't answer his question, but looked at Tang Yuan, "What am I?"

Tang Yuan pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "It's nothing."

After speaking, he turned his head and looked out the car window.

When I arrived at the place to eat, I just sat down and ordered a good meal. Jiang had a phone call and couldn't avoid work, so he got up and left the box to talk outside.

Tang Yuan sat at the table alone, picked up his mobile phone, and replies to Jiang Ying.

[Will win: Already sat down? 】

[Yuan Bu Yuan: Yeah. 】

Jiang Ying asked about the situation, and she couldn't help but sigh after hearing her answer.

[Will win: Hey, tell me, why are you two? What do my family and your family think? 】

Tang Yuan looked at the sentence sent, and did not answer in silence.

The opposite seat was temporarily vacant, she glanced, then lowered her eyes, suddenly raising another question.

[Yuan Bu Yuan: Do you remember when I first met Jiang Xian. 】

[Will win: remember, how can you not remember. 】

[Will win: how old is it, like sixteen, right? It would be quite difficult for him then. 】

They first saw it when Tang Yuan and Jiang Ying had an appointment to play games together at the end of the summer vacation of the first year of high school.

The Tang’s and Jiang’s are in different communities, but not far apart, but a kilometer or two, three stops by bus, and the drive is faster.

They have a good relationship and often visit each other. Sometimes they live in the Tang family, and sometimes they live in the Jiang family. The two adults are used to them being stuck together.

After lunch that day, Tang Yuan went straight to Jiang's house. Jiang Ying and her parents went out to meet friends. They had not yet returned at the dinner table. Only her grandfather Jiang was the only one at home.

Tang Yuan went often. He was not a stranger. He entered the house familiarly and waited while watching TV in the Jiang's living room.

Hot summer days, big sun, and air-conditioning wind dangling around the curtains.

Leaning on the tall doll, she watched the show one after another, sending messages to urge Jiang Ying from time to time.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, the door suddenly opened.

Tang Yuan was drowsy with the doll on his pillow. He heard the sound, looked at the door blankly, and couldn't help complaining: "Why did you come here—"

The elongated voice was dumb when he saw the figure entering the door clearly.

The boy is slender, dressed in a light color, carrying a black bag on one shoulder, standing in the hallway with his eyes down to change shoes.

He carried the light, his delicate features were a little vague with the halo, and the tips of his brows, eyes and nose were faintly outlined, no more, no less, just to suppress the chic beauty.

The busy aunt inside heard the movement and hurried out to greet her.

He reached out to the door to pick up the boy's bag, but he refused, and the aunt said again: "The old man is upstairs, let me tell you to go to the study when you come back..."

While talking, follow his steps and walk in.

Tang Yuan was stunned and forgot to move, so he stared straight at him.

He didn't seem to hear her voice, and when he passed the living room, he met her eyes, and it was only a second, then he passed by gently without any wave.

But the aunt nodded at her with a smile.

Tang Yuan watched their backs disappear at the end of the corridor for a long time, until the phone rang. It was Jiang Ying over there, afraid that she would be in a hurry, so she promised to be there immediately and asked her to wait.

She absently said a few words to Jiang Ying, hung up the phone, and stared at the blazing grass outside the French window in a daze. The sun was too poisonous, and her face seemed to be hot. She grabbed the ice water on the table and took a sip, but she didn't seem to quench her thirst.

Later, I learned that the man was Jiang Ying's cousin, Jiang Xian.

Although Tang Jiang and his family are close, Tang Yuan has only heard of his name and never seen him. They didn't see each other again after the summer vacation. Although she went to see Jiang Ying more frequently, he was either not there or stayed in the room most of the time.

It wasn't until the beginning of the new semester that Jiang Xian transferred to their school, and Tang Yuan heard him from Jiang Ying's mouth more often-every time he complained.

Among them, Tang Yuan and Jiang Ying are considered good performers, generally stable in the top 150. Since Jiang Xian came and won first place in the first monthly exam, Jiang Ying's life in front of her parents has not been very easy.

Near the evening of school, Jiang Xian was mentioned again. Jiang Ying gritted her teeth: "I'm really going to die. I feel like I will be in college in the next two years. No, I don't think I will have a good time in college. He used to be in Jecheng, and my parents also get together every year. I boasted at the time, now it’s better, I’m being compared every day."

A group of people went to the exit of the outer corridor while chatting, ready to eat something.

Lan Mao exclaimed, "You are like me, with a thicker skin. Don't worry about it and you'll be fine."

"Yes." Others also answered, "Jiang Xian's level, we can't compare."

"I know, but how can I bear it? I can't help it if I don't think about it..." Jiang Ying was so annoyed that her face was wrinkled and she couldn't help complaining.

If you’re dissatisfied, Jiang Ying said almost every day during this period that Tang Yuan’s ears were calloused, and when she was approaching the stairs, she was so awkward, she didn’t know what to think, and suddenly she said: "If you want to be so unhappy, I will help you solve it. ."

"How to deal with it?"

"Sister is reluctant to sacrifice for you."

Tang Yuan coughed, turned around and walked backwards while facing Jiang Ying and others. "In this way, I will use a beauty trick and soak him in my hand first, and wait until he is fascinated by me. Threw him away so badly that he will not want to live, and have a good taste of the hurt."

When the voice fell, Jiang Ying's eyes changed slightly. Tang Yuan thought they were questioning, and raised his eyebrows, "Do you not believe in my charm? I just received a love letter two days ago. There are several letters, so I want to show it to you? You..."

After realizing that the atmosphere was wrong, Tang Yuan stopped the topic.

Looking back, Jiang was now behind her, just coming down the stairs.

He was wearing a school uniform, blue and white lined extremely well, the sneakers under his feet were white and dust-free, his hair seemed to be stained with the sunset, and he was clean and clear.

Tang Yuan froze in place.

Jiang Xian's expression was indifferent, with almost no expression on his face.

His eyes are very beautiful, his nose is very strong, and he has a gentle and inattentive look when looking at people.

Just a few steps away, he must have heard what she said just now.

Tang Yuan was stiff and forgot to move, but his gaze was just swiping unmarked on her body, and then he moved his lips and uttered a few words: "Let's give in."

In the next second, stepped away from her.

The wind it brings up has his taste.

Tang Yuan stood still, blushing suddenly.

"So, because you thought it was too embarrassing and resentful, you launched a cruel and inhuman pursuit of him."

Tang Yuan almost didn't roll his eyes when he clicked on the voice from Jiang Ying.

She was so angry that she swears: "Fart!"

Jiang Ying switched back to the text.

[Will win: Just kidding, just kidding. 】

After staying with her for a long time, Jiang Ying had to bring the topic back to the present.

[Will win: You don't care about what happened before, 800 years ago, the most urgent thing is to resolve the scandal first. Shall I give you an explanation? Right, you are on a blind date. Isn't this slap you in the face? You have to settle the account. 】

Tang Yuan didn't know where, and returned Jiang Ying's news. Not long after, the box door opened, and the master who had been chatting for a long time returned.

The assistant didn't come in outside, leaving space for both of them consciously.

Jiang Xian sat down and said sorry, put his phone on the table and let the waiter start serving dishes.

The dishes are served quickly, and several dishes are laid out one after another. He clung to the tableware slowly, and his every move was calm and pretty.

Do not speak while eating.

Tang Yuan silently picked up the vegetables, chewed and ate them slowly. After a while, I glanced at him and couldn't help but say: "Jiang Xian."

He raised his eyes, "Huh?"

Looking at him, Tang Yuan suddenly didn't know how to speak.

Jiang Ying was right. His actions like this were clearly slapped her in the face, she could ask, and confidently asked him what is the relationship between him and that little star. But the words were stuck in my mouth, I couldn't say anything, and my throat was blocked for a while.

Jiang Xian noticed her abnormality and asked without moving his eyes: "What do you want to say?"

Tang Yuan couldn't speak, his emotions condensed on his chest, turning back and forth. After a long while, she finally swallowed what she didn't say, and changed the subject: "I heard that our blind date has spread. Could it be you...?"

She raised her eyebrows, put on a relaxed expression, raised her chin slightly, and exaggerated her tone of voice, "I know, having a blind date with a beautiful woman like me is indeed something to show off, but how can I say it? You still have to be reserved, don't write all your joy on your face..."

Jiang Xian looked at her and said nothing.

Tang Yuan was a little bit nervous when he stared at him, and the energy was about to be recovered.

Suddenly heard him ask: "You go abroad for two weeks, just to deal with things?"

She paused, nodding her head because she didn't know.

"I thought you took other courses by the way." Jiang Xian put down the teacup and glanced at her slowly, "Your narcissistic skills have improved a lot."

Tang Yuan reacted slowly, realizing that he was teasing himself, his face was hot.

Before she could speak, the phone he placed on the table lightly vibrated and lit up.

She glanced inadvertently, and instantly froze.

On Jiang Xian's phone call, two words were displayed: Xiang Li.

Tang Yuan clings to the chopsticks, pursed his lips vigorously, and reminded: "You are calling."

Chapter 3 So late

The table vibrated silently.

The slight movement seemed to disturb the air, and the spacious room was inexplicably squeezed.

Tang Yuan suddenly felt dull and breathless.

Jiang Xian glanced at her, his eyes fell on the phone.

He glanced at the screen lightly, picked up a little, and hung up directly.

Realizing that her gaze had stopped on him, Jiang Xian looked over: "What?"

Tang Yuan quickly recovered, lowered his eyes, and ate nonchalantly.

Quietness is restored in the box.

The phone was put aside by him, and it didn't ring again for the rest of the time.

After falling asleep until dawn, Tang Yuan was still a little confused when he woke up. Looking at the time, just after nine o'clock, she lay on the bed for a while before she got up, washed herself, and walked out of the room with her slippers.

At the dining table, breakfast for one person was ready, and the aunt who took care of her daily life saw her come out and immediately brought a hot drink from the thermostat.

After asking the auntie early, Tang Yuan sat down at the table and ate in small mouthfuls. The side of the apartment was brightly lit. She was eating while looking at her mobile phone. She didn't eat a few bites of the food on the plate. As soon as she clicked on WeChat, Jiang Ying sent a message.

[Will win: Are you awake yet? ! ! 】

I don't know if I should say a coincidence, Jiang Ying pinched just right at this time, and Tang Yuan drank a hot drink to reply to her.

[Yuan Bu Yuan: I woke up. 】

[Will win: Did you see that gossip broke the news? 】

[Yuan Bu Yuan: What broke the news? 】

[Will win: just my brother and that little star! ! 】

Tang Yuan thought she was going to share some news with herself, but she was taken aback when she saw this sentence.

The meal she and Jiang Xian had last night didn't take long. Jiang Xian had other things and sent her back after nine o'clock.

As soon as it dawned, she had just got up, and she had no idea what Jiang Ying was talking about.

[Will win: This early morning, all my sleepers ran away. 】

Jiang Ying said, and then gave her a link to an article.

It is the official account of the paparazzi studio, and the latest one that broke the news is Xiang Li and her "grant". Although not fully specified in the post, words such as "a family group with the surname J" and "the youngest high-level" may not be known to others. Tang Yuan and those familiar with the circle can understand it at a glance.

According to the news, many people in the industry knew about Xiang Li and the host, and it was almost semi-public news. Many of Xiang Li's recent resources are related to the group, and she demonstrates the connection between the two from various aspects.

This official account has a lot of traffic, and many people who follow entertainment news will read it. In the comments, many people talked about it.

Tang Yuan finished reading in silence, and asked Jiang Ying in a voice: "Have you been on the hot search?"

"No." Jiang Ying also changed her voice reply, "Xiang Li is not so popular yet, there is no photo, no picture, it is all text content, and can't be searched. However, some gossip forums are already chatting. ."

Tang Yuan clicked on a few links sent by Jiang Ying afterwards. As expected, in the entertainment forum, some people were discussing the truth of the news, and some people were deep in the intersection of Xiangli and the "J family group youngest executive".

The movement is not too big, and people who are not paying attention will not know the news, but for Tang Yuan, it is really impossible to turn the article casually.

Yesterday, it was only spread in the industry, and now some people broke the news. I can’t get hot search today, what about next time? Will there be pictures with the truth next time, take photos on the hot search, hit the top of the list, and lively it for a few days and nights?

Jiang Ying didn't know what to say, and it took a long time before he sent a few sentences.

[Will win: Talk to my brother. 】

[Will win: It's really not good, this kiss is no longer possible! What are you doing with my grandpa? 】

With more than half of breakfast left, Tang Yuan lost his appetite. She put down the tableware and asked the aunt to put things away, paused for a moment, and clicked on Jiang Xian's WeChat.

After they had "blind date" a few times, her sister-in-law pushed Jiang Xian's WeChat account to her and asked her to add it.

Tang Yuan paused for a moment in front of the dialog box, exited, and forwarded the news from Jiang Ying to him.

[Yuan Bu Yuan: [Link]]

[Yuan Bu Yuan:? 】

There hasn't been any movement there for a long time. Jiang Xian usually has a lot of things. Recently, it seems that he is busy with projects, and he hasn't touched the ground, and eating with her is a gap.

Staring at the unresponsive interface for a while, Tang Yuan got up and walked to the transparent glass wall, clicked on the address book, found his number and dialed out. It rang several times and no one answered, he guessed it was really busy.

Tang Yuan thought for a while, turned out another number, and dialed out.

This time, it was a female voice.

Tang Yuan is no stranger to this voice line. The female employee who answered the call was one of Jiang Xian's assistants. When Jiang Xian was in a meeting or was too busy to make a call, this number was fully responsible for receiving all kinds of calls.

Tang Yuan didn't talk nonsense, and asked straightforwardly, "Is Jiang now? I have something to look for him."

"I'm sorry, Miss Tang, President Jiang is busy now." She also knew her over there, and her tone of voice was as if it were a little formulaic as before, and her voice seemed to be funny, but it always made people feel faint.

"Then is he free at noon? At lunch time, I will find him something to do, and I will meet him when I have dinner."

"I'm not sure at the moment. The meeting will take about an hour or two. There are other arrangements later. There may not be too much time for lunch. We can't guarantee it."

This is not the first time I heard this. Tang Yuan held the phone, pursed his lips, and said nothing for a while.

There was no reminder there, and there was silence for a while, and then as if extremely considerate, he said again: "I can register for you, do you need it?"

Tang Yuan was silent, and said slowly: "No need."

"In this case, then..."

"I'll go there by myself." Tang Yuan let out a sigh of relief when he interrupted the end of the phone, and said, "I'll go to the company and wait for him."

Tang Yuan came to Jiangxian's company for the first time. After arriving on the floor where the office was located, the assistant who had previously spoken took her in and led her into the reception room.

As soon as she sat down, she asked, "How long will Jiang Xian finish the meeting?"

The assistant paused and smiled faintly: "I don't know for the time being, the specific situation is not necessarily. You are here for a while."

Another person brought hot tea, the assistant gestured to put it on the table, then smiled at Tang Yuan, stopped talking, and turned around.

The room was quiet, Tang Yuan looked around, briefly looked around, leaned back on the back of the sofa, and drank tea quietly. She was bored looking at her phone to pass the time, and from time to time she raised her eyes and glanced at the door. I don't know if the sound insulation effect is too good, or the outside is busy, and there is no sound at all.

After waiting for a long time, time was fast and slow, slipping away quietly.

Twenty minutes, forty minutes, one hour... Tang Yuan waited until he was sleepy, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Until I was awakened by the discomfort in my stomach, when I looked at the time, it was already more than 12:50. It was almost past lunch time, and Tang Yuan couldn't help but got up and went out.

She was not very familiar with this place and didn't pay attention when she came. After walking along the corridor for a while, she realized that the location of the reception room was a bit off. Turning the corner, and walking for a while, she saw an open door. She was about to push the door to see if there was anyone in order to inquire, but suddenly she heard something talking inside.

"Assistant Xiao, that Miss Tang has been here for a long time, so let her stay there alone like that, isn't it?"

"What's wrong." The woman called Assistant Xiao was the one who answered Tang Yuan's phone and received Tang Yuan. "According to the rules, guests who have not made an appointment are waiting in the reception room."

"But I heard that Miss Tang and Jiang are always going to get married... The meal is almost over, do we need someone to send in the meal? She waited so long..."

"What about getting married." When there are more marriages, Assistant Xiao doesn't take it seriously. "President Jiang's schedule is so full today. He has an appointment with a client in the afternoon, and there is a video conference to be held. Lunch is with those assistants. Simple food in the office. For more than ten minutes, there is no time to meet people."

The next sentence probably refers to Tang Yuan: "She is not a member of our company. Doesn't she eat employee meals? When she was hungry, she left by herself."

"This..." The female employee next to him hesitated, "Really don't tell Mr. Jiang?"

"What can I say..."

Tang Yuan couldn't listen anymore, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open for the next second.

The two people in the pantry were startled. When they looked back, they all changed their expressions when they saw that it was her.

"I really don't know, Assistant Xiao was so prestigious." Tang Yuan stood by the door, smiling sarcastically, "I'm really curious, how did the company training teach you before you joined the job."

Assistant Xiao didn't expect Tang Yuan to appear here, his eyes flashed, and he tried to explain: "Miss Tang, you misunderstood..."

"I have long ears. I didn't get it wrong. I knew it in my heart." Tang Yuan interrupted her, too lazy to talk nonsense with her, "Okay, I don't have that face, and I dare not work with Assistant Xiao to entertain him. In that case, I will go to Jiang Xian. Don't bother you."

After that, turn around and walk out.

When Assistant Xiao heard it, his face was hard to calm down, and he ran after her, "Miss Tang!" She tried to stop, "Miss Tang, you can't run around, Miss Tang...!"

Tang Yuan's pace was fast, Assistant Xiao caught up, and still walked through the saw room for a long time. Tang Yuan was annoyed by her entanglement, angrily came up, and threw her away.

Assistant Xiao bumped into the decorative object beside him, with a muffled noise, and fell to the ground with people and objects.

Fortunately, the carpet was cushioned and it didn't fall to the ground, but the surrounding staff noticed the movement and looked at them one after another.

Assistant Xiao struggled to get up, and before she could stand still, a voice sounded not far away.

"What's the noise?"

Weiliang's voice is not strong, but it sounds very deterrent.

There was a moment of silence all around.

Jiang appeared and followed a few assistants. He just came out of the office and looked towards this side with his eyes solemnly. I don't know if it's in working condition, that handsome face has a sense of distance that is difficult to approach.

He walked to Tang Yuan, saw that her expression was wrong, frowned slightly, and then looked at Assistant Xiao who was aside.

Assistant Xiao tried to speak: "Mr. Jiang..."

"If you don't want to see me, you can tell me directly in the future." Tang Yuan didn't give Assistant Xiao a chance to speak, looked at Jiang Xian with a calm face, and vented at him with all his anger, "If you really think I'm an eyesore, directly Just speak, I am not a person who does not understand words, as long as you say, I will never be boring."

Tang Yuan didn't know if Assistant Xiao did it herself or had Jiang Xian's instruction. She was angry and couldn't and didn't want to think rationally.

I woke up early in the morning, and my mood for the day was disturbed by his endless scandals. Coming here despite the anger, the result was tossed by these inexplicable assistants around him, it was so deceptive.

Tang Yuan thought of calling him several times before, and after being perfunctory by his assistant, he lost the following text. The more he thought about it, the more angry he smiled at Jiang Xian, and he said coldly: "You are really interesting!"

After finishing talking, he didn't bother to stay, no matter what he thought, he left without looking back.

The assistants didn't dare to show up, but the one who always followed Jiang Xian, seeing Jiang Xian's eyebrows wrinkled, seemed to be moving forward, and quickly reminded: "Mr. Jiang, the meeting is about to be held."

Jiang Xian stopped, and Shen Shen cast a glance at him.

The assistant shrank his neck, bit his scalp and waved to the side, beckoning the other assistant to chase him.

The latter knew, and immediately set off, chasing after the door.

There was dead silence in the corridor, no one dared to speak, and the employees who witnessed this scene not far away were also silent.

Jiang Xian's gaze swept towards Assistant Xiao who was pale.

She moved her lips, trying to speak, but couldn't make a sound.

Jiang Xian's eyes were dark, and he asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

Chapter 4 So late

In this atmosphere, Assistant Xiao lost all the confidence he had just now, and he stumbled and said, "Miss Tang, come to you... I asked her to wait in the lounge, she was anxious, so... I have already told her, today you are It's true that there are more things...not..."

One simple thing, she said for a long time but did not say smoothly. Jiang Xian reluctantly heard a general idea from her stammering words, frowning. He didn't have the patience to listen to Assistant Xiao's strenuous tittering, and asked directly: "How long has she waited?"

Assistant Xiao was taken aback, and his tongue became more knotted in an instant.

Jiang Xian looked at the other person behind her without worry, "You said."

The employee who was spotted was the one who was talking with Assistant Xiao in the tea room before. A trace of panic flashed across his face. He glanced at Assistant Xiao, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally told the truth: "Miss Tang came at eleven o'clock. Waited for two hours."

Now she is a little bit early, that is to say, she has been waiting for a whole meal.

"Mr. Jiang, things are not what you think, it is..." Assistant Xiao's face turned pale and red, trying to explain.

Jiang Xian had no interest in her nonsense. It was around noon, when the heat was the strongest, and his cold eyes swept over her, and a little bit of coolness was revealed in the distance: "You can get off work first."

Assistant Xiao froze in astonishment, everyone around, including herself, knew what this sentence meant.

Jiang Xian walked past her expressionlessly, not looking at her again.

This online meeting ended faster than before. After coming out of the meeting room, Jiang Xian went straight back to the office.

Throughout the meeting, he sullen his face without showing a relaxed expression. He usually doesn't talk much, he has always been indifferent, like a cool wind, but it seems to be mild but alienated to everyone, and he is not angry and prettier at work, but there are rare times when the pressure around his body is obviously higher than usual. To be low.

The assistants followed him, holding their breath one by one, and no one dared to say one more word.

The assistant who was in charge of chasing Tang Yuan had already returned to his life. He waited for a long time. Seeing Jiang Xian coming in, he cautiously stepped forward: "Mr. Jiang..."

"Where are the people?" Jiang Xian asked, "Have you gone back?"

The assistant glanced at him in the seat, swallowed his throat, and whispered: "Miss Tang, she is in the hospital."

Jiang Xian had a pause and suddenly raised his eyes to look at him.

There was a smell of disinfectant or potion in the air, and it didn't smell good.

Tang Yuan lay on the hospital bed and rested for a long time, his face a little softer than before. Not long after she left Jiangxian's company, her stomach suddenly began to feel uncomfortable.

She had a bad stomach, and didn't eat a few bites at all in the morning. Even at noon, she waited and waited for a meal, and she was angry. After two things, she got the symptoms of stomach pain.

There was a knock on the door, and the nurse came in, refilled her with hot water, and told her warmly: "Dr. Song will come to give you an injection in a while."

This hospital is private. The doctor Song who treated her is an acquaintance. The conditions of the temporary wards are also good. They are all separated by a separate room.

Tang Yuan took the medicine as soon as he arrived at the hospital. Hearing this, he answered dumbly.

The nurse went out carrying other things, and the ward fell silent for a moment.

Tang Yuan leaned on the bed. Not long after, he heard a noise from the door. When he looked up, Jiang Xian's figure came in from outside. See more good articles and follow vx job number: Xiaomian tweets

He wore the previous formal attire and hadn't changed. At this point, he probably rushed over from the company directly before he got off work.

Tang Yuan pursed his lips and said nothing.

Jiang Xian walked to her bed, stood on the ground and looked at her for a while. Tang Yuan didn't look up, but could feel the line of sight, and lay on his side silently.

"Sorry." He was silent for a moment, and said, "I didn't know you came to the company. What happened today was not what I meant."

Tang Yuan didn't want to talk to him. From the morning to now, after tossing for so long, the slumping was stuck in his chest, and there was an indescribable sense of grievance.

That subtle and indescribable emotion, she didn't want to and couldn't express it, she simply didn't say it.

Jiang Xianlue stood there, seeing her as if she didn't want to communicate with him, was silent, pulled the stool aside and sat down.

He looked at the figure lying on her side and asked slowly: "Have you checked, what did the doctor say?"

Tang Yuan turned to the window and ignored him.

Jiang Xian waited for a while, before answering, he glanced over the steaming glass of water on the bedside table, paused, and asked, "The water is for medicine? Take the medicine first."

Tang Yuan put his hands in front of him, pinched the white quilt, turned his back to him, couldn't help but curled his lips, and replied in a bad tone: "I have taken the medicine!"

Ask him to be kind at this time.

Neither of them spoke, and the ward was silent for a while.

Or Jiang Xian broke the silence first: "You come to the company, do you have anything to ask me?"

It’s okay not to mention it. Tang Yuan was even more angry when he mentioned this, squeezed the quilt, and fired in a low voice: "I can’t go to your company to find you if I’m fine? Why, how shameful I am? Or your company’s gold and precious. I'm not worthy, I'm not qualified to step into your threshold?"

"..." It's just a sentence. She didn't expect to be pushed back by her for such a long time, Jiang Xian pursed his lips, "I didn't mean that."

"Then what do you mean?" Tang Yuan glared back at him, met his Qingjun's eyebrows, and met each other's eyes. She was stunned, then returned to her senses in the next second, immediately restored her vicious expression, and turned her head back vigorously.

Jiang Xian seemed helpless, facing her figure, his tone was much lighter than usual: "Tang Yuan."

"What are you doing?"

"You turn around."

"I do not."

"Anyway, you don't really want to see me." He didn't speak, but Tang Yuan couldn't help but speak.

He has a serious tone: "I said, I didn't mean to hang you, I really didn't know you were here."

Tang Yuan closed her mouth and didn't speak. She knew that what he said might be true, but she was still stuck in her heart, and she couldn't keep going.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Xian softened his attitude and asked again: "Why are you looking for me today?"

Tang Yuan moved his lips, trying to say something, but the sound of the words seemed to be stuck in his throat. When waiting for him at the company, if she really saw him, she would ask, whether it was through lunch or another occasion, she would ask.

She went to look for him for the scandal. She was ready and punched back and forth, but at this moment, people were in front of her, but she suddenly felt so tired.

How to put it, lifted the quilt, jumped out of the bed, grabbed his collar, or pointed to his nose, asked him what is the relationship with that little star, and cursed him where he put her...?

A strong sense of exhaustion invaded, straight to the throat, teaching people could not vomit and swallow.

After a long time, she closed her eyes and exhaled silently, "...it's okay."

No matter how slow Jiang Xian was, he could still hear the prevarication and perfunctory in the words.

The atmosphere is so stalemate.

He probably ran out of patience, she refused to answer, and he stopped questioning.

The ward fell silent again.

The smell in the air seems to be stronger than before. Tang Yuan kept lying on his side, and the pain in his stomach subsided tomorrow morning, but it became severe again for some reason.

In the silence, the call was inserted abruptly, and the vibrating sound of the mobile phone came from his pocket, which was suddenly amplified to an extremely obvious level.

Tang Yuan was annoyed by hearing, he twisted his eyebrows slightly, turned sideways more and more, and said in a deep voice, "Go out. I'm going to get an injection. I'll stay alone."

Jiang Xian took out the phone, glanced at her, and paused for a moment on her resisting back. The next second, he lifted his finger to press the phone off. Before putting away the phone, she suddenly saw her missed calls and unread messages on the screen.

He paused slightly, clicked on the message, and then paused.

In the morning meeting, his mobile phone was left on his desk, and he didn't have time to touch it. When he came out, the assistant took it for him and gave it to him in the car. He hadn't seen it all the way, and only then did he see it.

Tang Yuan sent him a link about a scandal about him and a female celebrity.

The message was sent in the morning, several hours have passed since now.

Only this link did not say anything else, but her simple question mark already gave a good glimpse of her emotions.

So because of this, she went to the company to look for him?

Jiang Xian looked at the two messages in the dialog box, glanced at the person on the bed, stood up silently.

Tang Yuan turned his back to him and heard the sound of his getting up, but there was no movement afterwards.

His cold voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Xiang Li, Zhuo Feiyang's subordinate, go to find out what the news is about her and me."

The vibration of Fang Cai's phone stopped abruptly, and he clearly did not answer, but he was not talking to her.

Tang Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he had a new call, he was instructing with the mobile phone.

Without waiting for her to turn her head, the next second, listen to him

"Clean up those false scandals and remove them all."

Chapter 5 So late

Tang Yuan was stunned on the bed.

She could hear every word of what he said clearly.

The call did not last long, and Jiang Xian hung up after giving orders.

He stood by the bed, not far away, his gaze rested on her.

"Zhuo Feiyang is the senior of my university." Jiang Xian slowly explained, "The group's entertainment industry does have some cooperation projects with him. For this reason, I have seen his subordinate named Xiang Li."

Probably thinking of the phone call from Xiang Li at the dinner table, he added: "An important endorsement was signed to Xiang Li, with Zhuo Feiyang’s referral, and the number was reserved. She asked me for dinner, I refused, so that day She called and I hung up."

"I don't know about the gossip news, and the news you sent. I just saw it. I didn't mean to not return you. I have already asked people to do it. I will deal with it soon."

He paused, saying word by word: "Those gossips are all fake."

Tang Yuan tightened his lips, clutching the quilt, and suddenly didn't know how to move. He didn't want to look back, and now he didn't know how to face him.

Jiang Xian was silent for a while, and continued: "I will also give you an explanation about the assistant."

He didn't ask her to express her opinion, or asked her to turn around and say something. He finished speaking and watched her not move. He didn't force her, but said, "You take a rest first. I'll go to see the doctor."

After speaking, he turned and walked out of the ward.

The movement of the door closing was very light, and in a short moment, the slight sound ended.

The air shook and fell silently.

Tang Yuan turned around until he couldn't even hear the footsteps.

There was no other figure in the ward, and the chair beside the bed stood quietly. She lowered her eyes, the pungent smell of potion seemed to be gone, and suddenly, the air was full of his smell.

This private hospital has complete facilities, a good environment, and the cost is not low. There are not many people.

Jiang Xian came out of the ward, and not long after, he met Dr. Song who was checking Tang Yuan in the corridor.

Doctor Song laughed as soon as he saw him, and greeted him, "Are you here? Why, aren't you busy?"

His tone was familiar, Jiang Xian responded politely, and called out: "Brother Chengwen." Then did he answer vaguely, "I'm not busy for the time being."

Everyone dealt with in a circle, no stranger. Although Song Chengwen is older than them and does not interact with them more than those of the same age, the elders in the family are acquaintances with each other and usually move around a lot.

There were doctors in Song Chengwen's previous generation, like Tang Yuan's grandmother. She used to have a headache, brain fever and physical discomfort, so she always consulted the Song family. It's not surprising that Tang Yuan came here now with a stomach ailment.