I Have a Happy Ending with the Mistress’ Ex-Boyfriend

But Qiu Musi didn't know the horror of the person in front of her, and after receiving the promise of Yan Gan's slick words, she actually left with satisfaction.

Seeing him gone, Jane Qiaoxin was stunned. Yan Gan couldn't figure it out with a few words, and muttered: "So simple?"

A Bentley car came over, the driver came over and opened the door, Yan Qian turned to Jane Qiao and said, "Get in the car."

Jane Qiao said: "I can just take a taxi by myself."

"People are my hands. She finds you on your head and it hurts you." Yan Gan got into the car and said slowly: "Sending you back is a compensation for you, not to mention..."

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows, and showed his malice without concealing it for a moment: "Aren't you curious about how I deal with Qiu Jian?"

"..."

you win.

Jane Qiaoxin got in the car. He was in the back seat. After getting in the car, he found that Secretary Li was also there. Although embarrassed, he bit the bullet to say hello.

Yan Qian sat recklessly and said quietly, "The security guards downstairs, change another group."

Secretary Li simply said: "It will be arranged tomorrow."

"Yeah." Yan Gan pulled on the tie of the suit, and the collar was loosened. He lazily said, "As for the hospital, let them perform surgery on Qiu Jian."

Jane Qiaoxin was a little surprised.

Yan Gan looked at him with a funny expression. I haven’t seen him these days. He seems to be thinner. He’s not fat at all. Now he’s even less fleshy. He wants to ask himself but he doesn’t dare to ask. A pair of apricot eyes are full of tangled and delicate eyes. His face was white and clean, and I am afraid that he was stained with some crimson at the moment.

Mr. Yan was happy and expressed compassion: "Do you have something to ask?"

Jane Qiaoxin was named, so he was not polite: "Are you really willing to save Qiu Jian?"

"Did I say to save him?" Secretary Yan Ganli took a few documents in his hands, and his deep eyes were a bit nasty: "I wanted to see his good fortune, so I asked him to transfer to the hospital to find his own way in two days. But he won’t go if there is a way to heaven."

The man sitting by the car window was lazy, looking lazily at the documents on his lap, with one hand on his chin, his handsome and elegant profile looked like a handsome scholar.

Yan Qian's tone is gentle and slow, but it makes people feel chills: "There is no way to hell, she has to come."

Jane Qiaoxin's heart sighed, her legs were soft, her fingertips curled up slightly, countless ideas came to her mind, and her thoughts of pleading for Qiu Jian stopped.

The car was driving steadily, and his heart was up and down, it was difficult to calm down, and too many thoughts rushed through his mind and he was uneasy.

Yan Gan took a bottle of water from the refrigerator in the car, twisted the lid slightly and handed it to Jane Qiaoxin: "Are you hot?"

Jane Qiaoxin’s forehead is covered with a thin layer of sweat, and his back is covered with cold sweat. He slowly shook his head: "It’s not true, but Qiu Jian and I... have been together for many years, although I am not together now, I am not generous enough. I hope he will have a bright future, but he doesn't hate him so much that his life is worse than his death."

Yan Gan sneered: "Women's kindness is kind and soft."

"..."

Jian Qiaoxin didn't dare to explain that you were too decisive, so he could only shut his mouth. After he told the driver his address, he quietly said nothing.

The car drove very smoothly, and the cabin was also very quiet. He leaned on the cushion and swept over with intense sleepiness, but he also slowly passed away to sleep.

Yan Gan lowered his head and was looking at the file in his hand, and there was a steady breathing sound next to him. He looked up and saw the person beside him tightly closed his eyes, sleeping soundly on the cushion.

It was really regular. He didn't come over because of his deep sleep. He lay down on that small piece of ground and shrank into a ball. He didn't know how such a person had the courage to hug him in the bar.

Yan Gan thought of the appearance of Jane Qiaoxin moving and turning underneath him that night, and his eyes became a little more gentle, and he bent over and took out a small blanket from under the car to cover him.

When you get closer, you can find the blue eye circles under Jane Qiaoxin's eyes. It must be hard to mix in the entertainment circle. He has suffered a lot of crimes.

Before Secretary Li had something to turn his head to report, Yan Gan made a silent gesture with his index finger in front of his lips, and Secretary Li hurriedly retracted.

The car finally stopped in a narrow alley.

Yan Gan patted Jane Qiaoxin's arm: "Here."

Jane Qiao slept peacefully, and didn't want to get up at all. He frowned and grunted twice, obviously not awakened in his sleep.

Yan Gan smirked at the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand and pinched Jane Qiao's new nose.

The sleeping Jane Qiaoxin suddenly felt a sense of suffocation, his eyes widened suddenly, and he saw Yan Gan's face close in front of him.

Jane Qiao's new face flushed: "You!"

Yan Gan slowly retracted his hand: "Sleep well?"

A word awakened the dreamer.

Jane Qiaoxin glanced down at the blanket on her body, cushioning it that she must have fallen asleep in someone's car, thinking about it this way, he ignored the fact that he was pinching his nose by Yan.

Folding the blankets aside, he said: "Thank you Mr. Yan, I'm here."

Yan Gan glanced at the dim alley with street lights, which can be used for direct framing in horror movies. He frowned inaudibly: "Do you live here?"

Jane Qiaoxin is confident: "Yes."

Yan Gan said, "Does the company pay you very low salary?"

"..."

Jane Qiaoxin was blown in the autumn wind like this, and all the sleepiness was gone. He understands, Mr. Yan is disgusting here!

Sure enough, he shouldn't have allowed him to send himself here. People who are so pampered here will definitely feel uncomfortable.

Jane Qiaoxin grabbed the dim eyesight and smiled: "It's already very good, but I'm used to being thrifty, but it's just a place to stay. There is nothing to worry about. Thank you Mr. Yan for sending me back and giving you trouble."

Yan Gan waved his hand: "No thanks, go back early, it's cold outside."

Jane Qiao bowed, and then walked back.

Bentley started to drive away again. Yan Gan sitting in the back seat was still looking at the contract. It was only a long time before turning a page. He propped his chin with one hand, thoughtfully: "Secretary Li."

Secretary Li should write: "Sir."

Yan Gan rubbed the paper with his fingers: "The income share of the artists under our company is so poor?"

"No sir, it all depends on the talents and resources." Secretary Li is such a thoughtful person, he tentatively said: "Mr. Jian's contract share is 37 points, besides... his coffee position is slightly lower, so The income is poor."

Yan Gan let out an "um" and continued to look at the file without asking any more questions.

Secretary Li had prepared a lot of drafts, but it didn't come in handy. You are out of breath!

One month later

Jane Qiaoxin was about to go to the company's pantry to get a bottle of water, but he stood outside the door and stopped, and through a door, there was a lot of discussion.

"Have you read the news on the Internet?"

"It's Jane Joe's new one, oh my god, I really didn't expect him to be such a person, usually seeing him as a gentleman, he is actually such a scumbag."

"Isn't it? It's really knowing people, knowing the face and not knowing the heart."

Jane Qiaoxin frowned as he listened, suffocating in his heart. He turned around to leave, but felt a whirl of heaven and earth. If it weren't for a wall beside him, he almost fell.

A slightly nauseous feeling of dizziness came for a while, and Jane Qiaoxin touched his forehead: "Have you a cold?"

Standing against the wall for a while, waiting to feel better, he walked slowly to the agent's office and knocked on the door: "Brother Nong, are you there?"

The voice of Nongpai came: "Come in."

Jian Qiaoxin walked in, and he strode to the agent's office: "Brother Nong, don't believe the news on the Internet, I haven't cheated Qiu Jian!"

Nongbai was looking at the computer and waved his hand when he heard the sound: "Of course I know that you are still cheating on your old monk's temperament? I instigated you to climb the bed and you won't go. If you want to cheat, you won't be out early!"

Jane Qiaoxin: "..."

The two discussed in the office for a while, and learned the whole process of Nongbai and touched his chin: "You said you recorded it?"

"Yeah." Jian Qiaoxin sent him the mp3 file of the mobile phone, and said: "This must be my aunt. She just wanted to make money. Qiu Jian's operation failed in the previous period. I heard that... it is completely inhumane. ."

Nongbai couldn't help but smiled: "Qiu Jian is so brave, he dare to find Mr. Yan unhappy, he would dare to provoke Mr. Yan, if it weren't for his good fortune, I would really kill him. ."

Jane Qiaoxin was startled, and he said anxiously: "Mr. Yan...has ever killed anyone?"

Nongbai's expression shrank, and he lowered his voice: "These are all rumors. No one knows whether they are true or false, but you just need to remember a little bit. Don't provoke you. Otherwise, even if you don't kill you, there are ways to make life worse than death. ."

Jane Qiao's new hand clenched the desktop unconsciously: "I know."

The two people summed up the public relations. As they were talking, the phone on Nongbai's desk rang. He answered the phone with a silent gesture, and his face changed as soon as he answered the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Nongbai sighed, "You are always running."

Jane Qiao was unclear, so he leaned in: "What did the phone say?"

"Our company's public relations department has received a notice from the president's office, and tried its best to suppress the matter. I will send the recording in a while, and the matter will definitely be reversed."

Nongbai looked weird: "Besides... I listen to what they mean, Qiu's mother may not have done this."

How clever Jian Qiaoxin is, subconsciously said: "Wen Yuan?"

"Um... not necessarily." Nongbai is also busy with the public relations department now, so he stood up and walked out. After two steps, he came back and exhorted: "Tonight is the birthday of the prince, and the invitation will be sent a few days earlier. I've been here several times, Xiao Zihua has to ask you to go, you should go for a cutscene if you give him face, otherwise..."

In case the prince loses his temper, no one will be ugly.

Jane Qiao was embarrassed and nodded after thinking about it: "I know, I will go."

Later, he changed into a comforting suit and looked in the mirror. The face of the person in the mirror was really unsightly. The originally round face was about to lose weight now.

Jane Qiaoxin remembered his physical condition in the last few days and muttered: "Let's go to the hospital tomorrow."

I left the door and stopped the car to prepare for the birthday party. The prince is the prince. He is rich and he runs it directly in an old house. This house is located in the rich area. There are frequent luxury cars on a street, and he rents out cars. The driver of the car slowed down, fearing that one would lose his fortune by accident.

The taxi driver dared not drive the last section of the road, and stopped directly by the side of the road.

Jane Qiaoxin was not embarrassed. He walked a few steps to the venue. He handed in the invitation before entering. The reception was brilliantly lit, and the red carpet in the hall was spread to the end. A huge crystal lamp shining with the light of money, two huge The wooden handrail staircase stands around the center, and each step of the staircase is crystal-studded with diamonds, shining brightly under the light.

The attendant came to lead the way: "Here, please."

Going inside from here, behind the hall is the Huo family’s private garden. This is a purely national style decoration. The wooden corridors are decorated with red lanterns, pavilions and pavilions are all available, and the bridges and the gurgling water are poetic. .

Inside is a table of banquets, these banquets also have signs on them, presumably they are also tables divided according to status and circle.

Many people have already arrived. Even if some of the people sitting on the chairs can't speak their names, they know that they are often people who appear on financial channels.

The round table in the middle is the most magnificent, sitting on the old man of the Huo family, and a few more... Yan Qian, followed by a series of side branches, Huo Zihua is also there.

The attendant led him to the table, and Jane Qiao was panicked: "Hello, which table is this taking me to?"

The attendant was holding the red invitation card in his hand, and he pointed to it: "Your table, the main seat is correct, and the prince personally ordered it."

What a mess!

Jane Qiaoxin stepped back: "I'll go to the next table."

Huo Zihua in the main seat noticed the movement. He was talking to Yan Gan. At this moment, seeing Jane Qiaoxin's eyes brightened, he said excitedly: "Uncle, I will show you my little boyfriend!"

Yan Gan followed his gaze, just in time to see Jane Qiaoxin who was standing next to the attendant in a dilemma. He was wearing a light gray suit today, with a thin body and a slender body, with a gentle smile on his side, Zhilan Yushu is not an exaggeration, it is somewhat conspicuous in the brightly lit and lively hall.

Gee. Boyfriend?

Could it be possible that in just a few days, Jane Qiaoxin got into trouble with his unworthy nephew?

Yan Gan tapped the table top with his fingertips, and a dangerous smile hung on the corner of his mouth. This is really, very good.