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

A member of the board of directors watched the developments in amazement.

Yan Qian stood up directly: "The meeting is over."

The manager who sat down with him has something to say: "Mr. Yan, then we haven't discussed the result of what we just did..."

Yan Gan looked sideways, his handsome face raised a smile, but his eyes were cold: "Manager Wang, is there a solution?"

"no……"

"No?" Yan Gan raised his eyebrows, his smile gradually cold: "Since Manager Wang wants to have a meeting so much, then you should stay here to discuss and contact Secretary Li with the result."

After he finished talking, the man left, and the door was closed with a "creak", leaving a group of dumbfounded people looking at each other.

Originally, everyone could get off the donkey along the slope. After all, this meeting was held for an afternoon, and everyone was ridiculed and ridiculed by Yan Qian for an afternoon. Everyone was exhausted. Oh, it's hard to see that Lord Yan is about to leave. Someone is looking for death and hitting him, and all of them don't know when the meeting will end!

Manager Li from the opposite propaganda department stood up: "Since Manager Wang, you want to handle this matter so well, we are not good at taking credit for it. I suddenly remembered that there was something urgent in my hands, so I just left."

As soon as he left, the others were also ready to move.

"I also remembered something."

"Uh, the electrical appliances in my department are broken. I have to go back and have a look."

The scattered people found all kinds of excuses and all left. In the end, only Manager Wang and his confidants were sitting in the same place.

Manager Wang's face turned pale and blue.

His subordinates said: "Brother Wang, let's go too..."

"What are you going to do!" Manager Wang roared, and the water in the falling cup overflowed a lot: "Didn't you hear that Mr. Yan asked us to think of a plan here?!"

Subordinates: "..."

That's what you want, and they want to go too, okay?

But they didn't dare to say, they didn't dare to mention it!

Heavy rains blocked the entire city, and during peak hours, the way to the airport was blocked by the bombardment of Weibo and news.

Yan Gan was sitting in the car. Because of his presence, the low air pressure in the car made everyone afraid to pant, for fear that something was wrong and died on the spot.

Secretary Li courageously said: "Sir, most of our personal bodyguards have been sent out. According to your instructions, they are all plain clothes."

Yan Gan nodded, and Nongbai, who was sitting in front of him, trembled.

Yan Gan took out a bottle of water from the small refrigerator. He unscrewed the bottle cap and looked at Nongbai in front of him: "Today he is going to shoot a magazine. How many people are with him?"

"Just, Xiaoxin his assistant." Nongbai's desire to survive prompted him to fill in a few sentences to explain: "This trip was unplanned. The advertiser's venue suddenly expired, and the contract was negotiated before. , We can’t break the contract either. They booked the air tickets, because the itinerary was too rushed, so the bodyguards couldn’t follow..."

"Yeah." Yan Gan's complexion was so calm that people couldn't see the joy and anger: "So, what did you do when he lost contact?"

Nongbai hesitated: "Go to the airport to adjust the surveillance..."

Yan Qian's voice was as cold as ice: "Use your mind to think about it, it's already at the exit, how could he even walk in the airport!"

"..."

Nongbai also had trouble telling him. He was caught off guard by the situation at the time. The media made calls like crazy, and he himself was in a mess.

Thinking about it now, it is absolutely impossible for Jane Qiaoxin to go back to the airport. At that time, it was so chaotic and it was impossible for the surveillance to find where people were going. It was basically in vain.

But now he really understands why the Jianghu people say that Yan Gan has a bad temper and is very violent. This is like two faces in front of Jane Qiaoxin, who can stand it up!

Nongbai whispered: "Mr. Yan, I know you are also worried about Xiaoxin, but we have to believe that Xiaoxin will be fine. He should be able to find a place to hide outside by himself..."

"boom!"

The water bottle was thrown by Yan Gan directly on Nongbai’s shoulder. The whole bottle of water was smashed on a man's body.

Yan Gan smiled at the corners of his mouth, but was full of anger: "You are his agent. I don't know that he is afraid of thunder? So many people are looking for him. If the media finds him first, you tell me it's okay. ?"

"..."

Nongbai couldn't care about the pain anymore, just stunned: "Xiaoxin, he... is he actually afraid of thunder?"

Yan Gan is now lazy to talk nonsense with him, and the car can't move when the car is blocked. Time has passed, and now it is dark, but the heavy rain does not mean to stop.

Yan Gan directly opened the car door and walked out: "How far is it from the airport?"

Secretary Li quickly came down to hold an umbrella for him: "Sir, I'm afraid it will take 15 minutes to walk."

"Yeah." Yan Gan took the umbrella over: "I'll go there first."

The boss was about to walk over, and who would dare to stay in the car, for a while, everyone except the driver got out of the car, and all walked around the airport on their legs to find someone.

If the rain starts at the airport, then Jane Qiaoxin must not go far. He is afraid that it will be extremely psychologically shadowed, and it is impossible to go far.

Yan Gan walked in the rain for nearly half an hour. The enclosed water near the airport was blocked. The rain was blown by the wind, and the man's clothes were half wet.

Nongbai took a look at the unprecedented grand occasion at the airport. Due to thunderstorms, all flights were delayed. Groups of people piled up in the airport. After seeing the news and news from various media outlets, fans from all walks of life blocked the confinement here.

Nongbai hesitated to suggest: "Shall we find it separately?"

Yan Gan is decisive: "Separate."

Several people now want to stay away from Yan Gan who exploded just a little bit to keep them safe.

Yan Gan looked around the geographical location of the airport and saw a small park a few hundred meters away. The park was so small that it was almost ignored.

He paused slightly, turned and walked towards the park.

Too many people circled the shopping malls near the airport and turned around on the road. The park closest to the airport was neglected completely because of the open air and heavy rain.

Yan Gan walked on the path in the park and looked around the surrounding mountains and rocks. There were no pavilions left for rest. Sometimes there would be a few pedestrians who came to look for people on the path, and most of them left in a hurry.

The wind whizzed and whizzed, and the entire park was almost finished, and no one was found.

Yan Gan looked back at the park again. A thunder pierced the sky, the vegetation swayed, and some faint calling sounds were heard not far away from time to time.

The man frowned slightly and raised his foot to walk back on the way he came. The difference is that instead of taking the road this time, he took the trail behind the bushes.

The raindrops hit the umbrella and made a pattering sound, and his feet were steady, stepping on the potholes in the water, making a crisp sound.

"Boom"

A thunder pierced the sky, Yan Gan raised his head and saw a corner of his clothes in a bush.

He walked slowly, the umbrella tilted forward, covering the wind and rain for the mass nestled in the bushes. The man's voice was low, but it was very clear in the wind and rain: "Xiaoxin."

Jane Qiaoxin squatted, clutching his head, shaking all over, his body was soaked, even so, there was still a strange smell, it should be something splashed.

Yan Gan took off his coat. Although the coat was half wet, it was better than fully drenched clothes.

Jane Qiaoxin looked up at him, his face was pale, his eyelashes trembled slightly: "Mr. Yan?"

"Um."

Yan Gan looked at his red eyes and stretched out his hand to wipe his tears: "Why are you hiding here? Many people are looking for you."

Jane Qiaoxin clutched his coat and whispered, "I'm afraid that the media will be photographed if I go out."

Yan Gan: "If I don't come, are you going to squat until dawn tomorrow?"

Jane Qiaoxin wanted to shake his head, but a muffled thunder "boomed" in the sky, and Thor banged. He whispered, shaking his whole body, subconsciously got into Yan Qian's arms, hugged his neck, and hugged him tightly. Hold him.

Jane Qiaoxin broke down so badly, sobbing: "But, if it's photographed, it will be over."

Yan Gan was taken aback. The umbrella in his hand fell to the ground because of this action. Both of them were exposed to the rain. The man could feel the trembling of the youth in his arms, the kind of suppressed helplessness, helplessness everywhere. Panic was exposed, the man gently patted Jane Qiaoxin on the back: "Don't be afraid, Uncle will take you home."

Jane Qiao’s newly crying voice became hoarse. He clutched Yan Qian’s clothes and looked up at him: "There are many people out there, they will take pictures..."

Yan Gan's movements stopped, his eyes were slightly cold, but his voice was still gentle: "Xiaoxin, are you afraid of getting involved with me?"

Jane Qiao’s fever is so bad that he is dizzy, and only subconsciously climbs Yan Gan, his voice is a little hoarse: "No, I am too embarrassed like this now, and... you want to be with Miss Zhao, yes? Wouldn't it ruin your reputation?"

Yan Gan laughed angrily: "Who told you I was going to be with Miss Zhao?"

Jane Qiaoxin looked up at him, feeling aggrieved.

The rain was heavy, and both of them were so thoroughly wet, like a pair of fateful mandarin ducks. Yan Gan took care of Jane Qiao's new protection very well and did not let him blow too much wind.

Jane Qiaoxin coughed slightly, his voice was hoarse: "Then you, what about your company?"

Yan Gan raised his eyebrows: "It makes sense, or should I go back and be with Miss Zhao?"

"..."

Jane Qiaoxin's mood went up and down, he put his arms around Yan Gan's neck and refused to let go.

Yan Gan didn't stop him either. There was a shout from a distance to find them, and the man's voice was low: "Hold so tightly, now you are not afraid of being seen by the media?"

Jane Qiaoxin really froze, tangled for a moment, and said to him in a very soft voice: "Then, if it is photographed, are you still with Miss Zhao?"

With the sound of rain and the wind swaying, Yan Gan said, "You don't want me to be with her, do you?"

Jane Qiaoxin hesitated for a long time and nodded gently.

Yan Gan asked him to look at him and forced him to look directly into his eyes: "Tell me why."

There can be many reasons for this. For the future of Ranran, to make Ranran always be the only son of the Yan family, or to prevent accidents during the two-year contract period. No matter why, Yan Gan wants to hear what he wants to hear most. that one.

Jane Qiaoxin's eyes were red, and he sat halfway on the ground for a moment in a daze.

Yan Gan said in a deep voice, "Xiaoxin, speak."

Jane Qiaoxin was a little embarrassed. He only dared to say such a thing because his brain was burnt, but since he nodded and took a step forward, he also had great courage in his heart: "I don't want you to be with Zhao Tao. At the same time, even if the Yan family is really going to collapse, even if you have nothing, let's start over, okay, when everyone will make mistakes, even if you have no money, I am willing to follow you, although my savings over the years are not much, But it’s enough to do a small business. You don’t want to be rich and expensive. It’s good to have enough food and clothing. You... you make enough money to buy milk powder."

Yan Gan stared at him blankly, with mixed feelings in his heart, half-hit, and laughed out.

Jane Qiaoxin sneezed in the wind, and he muttered: "Can I make a comeback with you, you... don't be with her."

Yan Gan has encountered the most interesting thing in his life. Even if it’s raining now, he feels happy: "Children, do you understand what you are talking about? How many people are asking for prosperity and life, but you are rushing to endure hardship with me. ?"

With rain pouring on her face, Jane Qiaoxin wiped her face, his voice low and hoarse: "There can be no more bitter things than you and Miss Zhao are together."

The sky was muffled and thunder exploded, and the rest of the world was full of rustling rain, the wind was so strong, and the person blowing it was cold.

"..."

Yan Gan looked at the young man who was soaked in front of him, his body was very embarrassed, his delicate face was stained with mud, and his clothes were wrinkled. According to the truth, it should be the most invisible time since they met. But at this moment, for the first time ever, Yan Gan actually felt that, never again, Jian Qiaoxin looked better than now.

He reached out and stroked Jane Qiaoxin's forehead, and whispered: "Xiaoxin, you have a fever."

Jane Qiaoxin said with a dumb voice: "I know."

Yan Gan hugged him: "You are so burnt, uncle takes you home to see a doctor."

"I'm not confused." Jane Qiaoxin raised his face and looked at him. In the heavy rain, his dark eyes were surprisingly bright: "I'm sober."

Yan Qian moved for a while.

Jane Qiao felt uncomfortable all over, but he still stubbornly wanted to agree. He pursed his lips, a little sad: "Don't you want me?"

Yan Qian frowned slightly.

Jane Qiaoxin's heart is uncomfortable. Even now, I still want to find some of my own experience, covering his mouth and coughing a few times, he said: "It's okay, I won't be stalking, you...you can Choose the life you want with peace of mind, and don’t worry that no one will take care of me in the future. I might meet a suitable person in the future and live my life well.”

Yan Gan raised his voice: "Do you still want to find a wild man to live?"

Jane Qiao was taken aback.

He looked up at Yan Qian, and the people in front of him had a smirk at the corners of his mouth. This kind of nasty ruffian, as a person who had been tricked by him for a long time, Jane Qiaoxin knew very well that this person was just afraid that he was teasing herself.

This person...

When is it all, he is still playing tricks!

Jane Qiao was angry and said: "Why can't I, I am not that nobody wants me, you don't want me, I think I just go find someone... well"

The little mouth that kept talking ruthlessly was kissed, and Yan Gan held Jane Qiaoxin's back head with one hand, and brought the person in his arms to him.

Heavy rain fell on the two people, the surrounding vegetation was swayed by the wind, and the sound of people's footsteps approached, accompanied by the sound of conversation.

Jane Qiaoxin saw the media with cameras gradually approaching. He widened his eyes and pushed Yan Qiang gently, panting gently: "Yes, there are reporters."

Yan Gan raised his head and glanced not far away, and said noncommittal: "Don't want them to photograph you in embarrassment?"

Jane Qiaoxin nodded hurriedly.

Yan Gan stretched out his long arm and took the umbrella on one side. He pressed Jane Qiaoxin to him, and continued the kiss. The two squatting people were completely covered by the umbrella, and the upper body was completely covered.

Yan Gan's kiss was very overbearing, and Jane Qiao was newly kissed. There were a lot of sound of taking pictures outside, as well as whispering exclamations.

He was almost out of breath when he was let go by Yan Gan

With his head getting more and more dizzy, he almost leaned on Yan Qian: "Mr. Yan..."

"Um."

"IM so tired."

"Go to sleep."

"But...there are still reporters here"

Yan Gan covered his face and covered him in his arms with a coat to avoid other people's eyes: "Uncle is also here."

Nothing is more reassuring than such a promise. Before Jane Qiaoxin completely lost consciousness, there was a thunder in the sky from time to time in his ears, but miraculously, he was not scared at all.

Probably when I was helpless sitting on the side of the **** road, I was probably on the side of the road full of onlookers. No one wanted to come over and cover his eyes from looking, and no one wanted to be on that thunderous rainy day. , Willing to shield him from wind and rain.

He sat there alone for many years, and finally one day someone came and took him away.

There was a surging crowd near the airport, and there were more and more people in the park. A dense crowd of people came around with umbrellas, and Yan Qian walked out holding the people in his arms.

The plainclothes bodyguards opened the way: "Give it a hand, give it a hand."

Fans from all walks of life gathered together, and some reporters were not afraid of death, and the microphones almost squeezed into people's faces. They were noisy and very disturbing.

"Excuse me, Mr. Yan, what is your relationship with Xiaoxin?"

"Is Xiaoxin really hurt? Why is he here?"

"Excuse me……"

Yan Gan stopped. He lifted his eyelids and looked at the reporters who were coaxing. The man was soaked in the rain, but he didn't look embarrassed. The corners of his mouth smiled: "What do you think?"

The reporter was taken aback.

Yan Gan looked directly at the camera, his voice was low and steady: "Why do you think I and him are here?"

The rain washes the entire world. Too many people are holding their mobile phones or shooting videos or taking photos. They may post them on various platforms, and then arrange their own text, their own understanding, and distort any facts.

Some fans still hooked their heads and asked: "Why don't you show up?"

Yan Gan paced out, stopped when he passed the fan, looked directly at the camera of the fan’s mobile phone, and asked, “What’s in your pocket?”

The fans were taken aback.

The wind howled, Yan Gan raised his eyebrows: "Is it a knife?"

Everyone looked over, the fan in the overcoat stepped back with a guilty conscience, and the mobile phone in his hand was a little unstable: "You, don't talk nonsense."

A reporter squeezed in from behind, busy watching the excitement.

Yan Gan’s face was calm. He didn’t yell, he just said slowly: “The airport surveillance has been adjusted, and all those suspected of deliberate injury do not need to worry. My lawyers will send out the lawyer’s letter to you one by one. Hands."

Some people turned pale, but when they thought that they were all wearing masks, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"People who think they won't be found can be waited and see." Yan Gan smiled, as if he was reading the death declaration, making people shudder: "Anyone here can't escape."

The thunder rumbling, the night wind blows on everyone's heart, and the cold is deep into the bones.

The airport is lively here, and the Internet is even more lively. Jane Qiao’s new incident has bombarded the entire network of news, its nature is unbelievable.

Shengge: "Wen Yuan's fans are too much."

Shrimp said: "You can't say that. It's not our Yuanyuan who asked them to do this. These are some black fans, and they deliberately hacked Yuanyuan. Don't believe it, okay?"

Bookworm: "Fans pay for their idols. Besides, you have opened up your eyes. Are those people who are silly fans?"

Gang Kong: "Oh? So can Jane Joe hit people? Can fans come out and wash? That's your master's own hands. The airport is an unknown black fan. Can you not put this pot on the original?"

Yan Zhixue replied: "Oh? So what you mean is that if we can't get used to Wen Yuan, we can hire someone to call it back, and then I will say that I am a black fan. This matter can have nothing to do with Xiaoxin. Now? Can I understand that?"

Pretend to be online: "Although everyone is arguing, I still want to break the formation and ask, is Xiaoxin okay? I feel like he is sick =="

The unprecedented excitement in Weibo, this kind of melon that is rare in a century, excites the people who eat melon from all walks of life. The programmers who finally took a vacation were forced to open business in order to prevent the software from crashing.

hospital

The media outside the hospital late at night were on the forefront. The violent storms couldn't resist their enthusiasm, and they couldn't lose a trace of persistence.

There was a warm yellow light in the ward, and the person lying on the bed was still asleep with drips.

Yan Gan sat lazily on the sofa in the cubicle. Opposite him was Nongbai, who was struggling in front of the computer. Nongbai finished his work after typing the last word: "Mr. Yan, you are really amazing."

Yan Gan looked at the file in his hand without raising his head: "Do you know what to do?"

"I know." Nongbai was very excited now, and he rubbed his hands: "With these information, I'm not afraid that I won't be able to rectify Xiaoxin's name."

No one can think that Yan Gan actually had Wen Yuan's first-hand video recording of Foxxian, and even Wen Yuan's personal contacts to hit Jane Qiao's new audio. How did Yan Gan get such a top-secret thing? of? Nongbai was shocked thinking about it.

Yan Gan held a pen with a distinct hand, and the tip of the pen on the paper was slightly hostile: "How can I teach you public relations?"

Nongbai quickly said: "I understand, I will not let you down!"

Someone knocks on the door outside

Yan Gan flipped through a page of documents: "Come in."

Aunt Zhang came in with a food box, followed by a bodyguard behind her. After she came in, she looked a short distance away before looking at Yan Qian: "Agan, is Xiaoxin okay?"

"It's okay." Yan Qian put down his pen and raised his eyelids to look at Nongbai.

Nongbai put away his computer wittily and got up: "I'll go back to the company first, contact your people in the team, and get things done overnight tonight."

Yan Gan said with an "um": "Go."

Nongbai hurriedly left. He really couldn't handle the air pressure in this room, and he was afraid that Mr. Yan would throw water on him again when he was upset.

After there were no outsiders in the room, Yan Gan put down his pen, poured a glass of water for Aunt Zhang himself, and said, "There is movement over Xing Rou?"

Aunt Zhang took the teacup. Her hair had more gray hair, but she was in good spirits: "Yan Fang has been in frequent contact with my son for the past two days. He has done too many false accounts in the company and has to fill in. No, he wants to swallow the money that was pitted against you from the Zhao family's mouth, but Miss Zhao seems to have the intention to repent. He can't sit still and wants to transfer it through my son's hand."

Yan Gan sat down on a chair, holding a tea cup in one hand, and let out a soft breath: "It's time to close the net."

Aunt Zhang's spirits lifted up: "Then, Mrs. Xing... Lao Yan is not easy to explain if she gets into trouble."

Yan Gan tapped his fingertips on the sofa.

It is easy for Yan Fang to break this time, but Xing Rou is indeed a bane that is not easy to get rid of. In the past two years, she has some abilities.

There was a little noise in the compartment of the ward. Jane Qiaoxin on the bed stood at the door. He coughed slightly and walked slowly from the compartment: "I, I might have accidentally taken some pictures a few days ago..."