Endless Fall

   Chapter 152 They have no feelings between them

   After the lunch break, Lin Jiao, who had left the president's office, hurried downstairs and started a new round of work.

   She was busy completing the task given by Zheng Yi, her fingertips nimbly moving back and forth on the keyboard.

   "I'll tell you something." Zhuo Yuan, who was sitting behind her, chatted with the surrounding employees about gossip.

"what?"

   "Pan Jun and Zhao Lan got the certificate."

   "So soon?" Sun Haoran felt that it didn't take long: "I thought he couldn't leave."

   Aly on his right curled his lips and said, "Once a man is ruthless, how can he be inseparable?"

   "Pity his wife."

   "Indeed." Zhuo Yuan held up the water glass: "Pan Jun is cruel enough, I would rather spend most of my assets than continue with her."

   "Should Zhao Lan have it?"

"Seems to be."

   "No wonder he is in a hurry for a second marriage." Aly clicked on the WeChat message from the front desk and walked to Lin Jiao again.

   She lowered her voice: "Someone is looking for you downstairs."

"Who?"

   "A gentleman surnamed Yan."

  Lin Jiao frowned in thought.

   She thanked Aly, then put down her work and went downstairs to meet 'Mr. Yan'.

   Yan Jingshun, who was sitting on the sofa in the hall, saw her figure and waved quickly.

   He stared at that unfamiliar yet familiar face, feeling that she hadn't seen her for a while, and she was beautiful again.

   "Lin Jiao, are you still angry?" There was a hint of uncertainty in his clear voice.

   "What are you angry about?"

   "It's not my intention to leave without saying goodbye last month. I explained it to you on WeChat, but you didn't reply."

   Yan Jingshun was temporarily arranged to study abroad on the afternoon of the second day after he booked the concert tickets.

   He was too busy to contact her at the time. Later, he sent her a WeChat message, but she did not respond to him like silence.

   Therefore, as soon as he returned to Lin City, he rushed to see her in a hurry to avoid worsening the relationship.

   "I didn't pay attention." Lin Jiao's memory was reluctant to admit her "blind date relationship" with Yan Jingshun.

   and automatically classified him as an ordinary friend: "You don't need to come here for this."

   Her expression didn't change, she didn't show any signs of anger, and she didn't seem to be speaking the opposite way.

   Yan Jingshun breathed a sigh of relief.

   "Do you have time tonight?" He put his hands in the pockets of his coat, exuding charm in a calm manner.

"how?"

"I invite you to dinner."

  Lin Jiao shook her head: "I want to accompany my boyfriend." She brightened the screen of her mobile phone: "I'll make an appointment next time."

   Hearing the three words 'boyfriend', Yan Jingshun's expression didn't hold back, it was really hard to believe.

   He stared at the gleaming ring and had to accept the fact: "When did it happen?"

   "It's been a while." Lin Jiao didn't understand the emotion in his eyes and didn't care.

   "Is he good to you?"

   "Very good." She rubbed the badge on her chest and tried to end the chat: "I still have a plan to finish, so I'll go upstairs first."

   Yan Jingshun, who was swallowed up by regret, called her again.

   He knew it was too late, no amount of words could change the situation, he just asked: "Can we still be friends?"

   "We've always been friends."

   "Then can you reply to my WeChat in the future?"

   Seeing that he cared so much about 'returning to WeChat', Lin Jiao had to apologize again for the unimpressive neglect.

   She then responded: "I'll be back."

  Yan Jingshun felt much better.

   He crumpled the movie ticket in his pocket, and his eyes were still gentle: "You go to work first, we will see you another day."

   "Okay." Lin Jiao smiled and said goodbye to him.

   She found Yan Jingshun from the WeChat list, not only did not see the message he sent, but also found that he was set to do not disturb.

   She thought it was deleted or set by mistake, and she didn't think of someone at all. She just canceled the setting and went back to the workstation.

   "Senior, help me to see." Before submitting the proposal, Meng Qian sent her a copy.

   "You just finished changing it today?"

   "No." She moved the chair to the side: "The one that was beaten by Brother Zheng has been changed."

  Lin Jiao watched it from beginning to end.

   When she made some suggestions, Meng Qian was staring at her ring in a daze, as if she didn't listen at all.

   "Did I make it clear?" She followed the other party's line of sight and looked down, her brows slightly raised.

   Meng Qian came back to her senses: "It's clear."

   "Then you modify it."

   "Where to change?"

   "Product content." Lin Jiao pointed out what she needed to revise and did not repeat her suggestion.

   She then turned off the document: "Are you not feeling well? Why haven't you been in the state all day?"

   "No, I'm thinking about something."

   "If there is an urgent matter that needs to be dealt with, you can tell Brother Zheng and let him grant you a leave."

   "Not yet." Meng Qian opened the takeaway bag on the table and took out a box of cakes.

   She grabbed the spoon and ate slowly: "Senior, is the wedding ring you're wearing from Cartier?"

"right."

   "The men's model is the same as Mr. Pei's."

   "So coincidental?" Lin Jiao pretended to be surprised, her emotions were extremely natural and easy to believe.

   She lifted the lid of the water glass: "I didn't notice the style he wore at the press conference."

   "It's hard to see so far."

"How did you know?"

   "The media broke out." Meng Qian clicked on a detailed picture to show her: "The people who bought the same wedding ring are still showing."

   "Normal." Lin Jiao, who was not suspected, put down his dangling heart: "Every series of Cartier is very popular."

   "Indeed." Meng Qian fiddled with her bracelet.

   She swallowed a spoonful of the silky cake: "I heard from a friend that Mr. Pei's love object was chosen for him by his family."

   Lin Jiao was speechless for a while.

   She knew that there would be a lot of speculation and rumors before Pei Zhi told her about the relationship, and she didn't bother to take it to heart.

   "Your friend knows his family?" She took two sips of the fruit tea and continued typing on the keyboard.

   "I don't know, she also heard from others."

   "The gossip will change after a few more passes, and what you hear is not necessarily true."

   "But I feel very similar." Meng Qian recalled the scene in the morning again: "When the reporter asked him, he didn't want to say anything more."

   "This morning is a new product launch conference, and he shouldn't have mentioned his personal affairs on such an occasion."

   "It's nothing to him."

   "..." Lin Jiao couldn't talk anymore.

   She couldn't understand Meng Qian's brain circuits, and she didn't intend to argue with similar issues.

   Meng Qian, who didn't get a response, didn't mind.

   She said her thoughts again: "In my opinion, there must be no feelings between them."

"Then?"

   "No then."

  Lin Jiao had some kind of speculation in his heart.

   She turned to look at Meng Qian, as if she didn't want to miss any of her expressions: "Do you like President Pei?"

   "It doesn't count." Meng Qian smiled.

   She didn't hide her inner thoughts: "I'm still in the stage of being interested in him, and I'm still a long way from liking him."

   Hearing others say they are interested in her boyfriend, Lin Jiao's mood is very complicated.

   She took a deep breath: "You want to chase him?"

   (end of this chapter)