d Director Xiao, would Director Xiao believe her Or would he blame her for making a mistake and scapegoating Jiajia to avoid responsibility Jiajia's father was Director Xiao's major client. Even if D...She went straight to find Teacher Zhang upon arriving at work, but unfortunately, Teacher Zhang was out attending an event today and it was unclear when he would be back. She had no choice but to return to her own desk and sit there. 。Having been off work for nearly a month, her previous work had been reassigned to other colleagues. And because of the lawsuit, there was some awkwardness between colleagues, making it difficult for them to talk, leaving her with nothing to do but sit around for the entire morning. 。Fortunately, at noon, Xu Haichen knew she was back at the office and invited her to have lunch together. 。The two of them went to a nearby small restaurant they frequented. It was lunchtime, and the little shop was bustling with people. The two found a double table in a corner and sat down. After ordering their food, Xu Haichen said: "Teacher Zhang's event will last for three days, and she probably won't be back at the unit during those three days." 。You can wait for him to come back before going back to work. 。Chen Ling returned to the unit, she was promoted by Teacher Zhang. Without Teacher Zhang, others didn't dare to assign her work casually. 。He might be disappointed in me. 。She texted him last night and this morning, but he hasn't replied. 。"Disappointed isn't the word, it's just that this situation is quite a big deal and it affects your image. Teacher Zhang must also be thinking about how to arrange you." 。"
The world is like that, many things are not measured by simple right and wrong." 。
Chen Ling nodded in response, without saying anything more. He decided to wait and see, confident that a solution would eventually be found. 。During the lunch rush, by the time the food arrived, it was almost time to go back to work. So the two of them quickly ate a few bites and hurried back to the office. 。In the afternoon, she was still idle. Her colleagues were all busy with their own work and no one came to talk to her. She simply calmed down and read some international news for a while, then read a book for a while. The whole afternoon passed like this. 。As it neared quitting time, she ran into Tao Kaiyan in the restroom. It had been almost a month since they last saw each other, and Tao Kaiyan looked even more haggard than her. She didn't feel like making conversation, so she just kept walking without greeting her and went straight out after washing her hands. 。Behind me, Tao Kaiyan's voice came: "I'm here today to hand in my resignation." 。Chen Ning stopped his steps and turned back to look at her seriously, asking with a hint of sarcasm, “A deserter” To be honest, Tao Kaiyan wasn't the kind of person who gave up easily. 。Tao Kaiyan smiled and didn't mind her sarcasm. She just said, "Xu Haichen is right, my mindset may not be suitable for this job, so I plan to study abroad for a few more years." 。She comes from a wealthy family, so she has the capital to be willful. 。They started from the same dorm as graduate students. Over the years, their relationship has been lukewarm, even turning sour recently. However, they are considered fated as they could see each other almost every day. So when Chen Ling heard she was leaving, her feeling was strange, neither good nor bad. She simply replied: "Best." 。"Tao Kaiyan seemed relieved: "Chen Ling, to be honest, I'm jealous of you. I just feel that in every way, I'm not worse than you. Why can't I get what I want, while you always seem to get it so easily I still haven't found the answer." 。I chose to leave, half because I feel like there's something wrong with my mental state that needs adjusting, and the other half because I want to avoid you. 。Chen Ling didn't expect her to be so direct, so she said: "What is there to envy about me I had no parents since childhood, and was even kidnapped when I grew up. I even became a 'murderer' inexplicably, affecting my hard-won work" 。The person I like liked me back after seven or eight years. 。Do you think this is the kind of life you want I envy you, actually, because your only setback in life is a me that you imagined. 。You can still say "go if you want", life has many choices, live freely and unrestrainedly. 。。After work, Song Jingye's car was waiting for her on time in the temporary parking lot outside. She ran all the way over and got into the car. 。Song Jingye took a close look at her, couldn't see anything out of the ordinary, so he asked, "How are you doing today" He guessed she wouldn't be having a good day. 。"Alright, just check the news and some books to pass the time." 。Chapter Teacher is not here today, let's talk in two days when he comes back. 。Chen Ling replied truthfully. 。"Left out"
She nodded. "A little." 。"Song Jingye reached out and touched her head with a hint of pity, "You worked hard." 。She rubbed her face against his palm, giggling and saying, "Seeing Uncle, all the hard work is gone." 。Once I'm off work, I don't want to think about these bothersome things anymore. 。When driving home, they detoured to a nearby supermarket to buy groceries for dinner. 。Song Jingye has a bit of cooking skill; he trained specifically in the army before. Chen Ling, on the other hand, lived with her uncle and aunt when she was a child. When they were busy, she was responsible for cooking. However, after going to college and working, she didn't cook much anymore, but the foundation is still there. 。
So after buying the groceries, the two of them worked together in the kitchen, tacitly understood each other, and deliberately lived like an ordinary couple, ordinary people. This feeling made their love feel grounded and real. 。Chen Ning watched as Song Jingye hunched over the washbasin, diligently washing vegetables. She felt both warmth and a pang of reluctance. She seemed to prefer seeing him commanding on the training ground, or making decisive kills on the battlefield. After all, he shouldn't belong in the kitchen. 。But Song Jingye enjoyed himself, preparing the dishes and cooking them personally. Chen Ling returned to her role as his assistant. 。
Simple stir-fried dishes and soup, busy for more than an hour to serve. 。Chen Ling gave a very positive response, praising every bite: “This is even better than the restaurant run by the class monitor.” 。"
If you say so, the tavern run by the class monitor won't be far from closing down." 。Song Jingye saw her eating happily, and his mood improved as well. 。That's different, this is the taste of home. 。Though the class monitor cooks for them every time, the dishes cooked in the hotel kitchen are naturally different from those made at home. 。If it tastes good, eat more. 。He enjoys watching her eat with big bites, it's full of life. 。Both of them remained silent. Today was supposed to be their wedding day, the invitations had been sent out for today, but later they were all canceled due to the lawsuit. It seemed like the wedding never happened at all. 。
As Song Jingye slept, he gently kissed her and whispered in her ear, “Get your marriage license tomorrow morning.” 。She stiffened, opened her eyes to look at him. He had his hands on either side of her, leaned down over her, looking very seriously at her, not just saying something casually. 。
"Let's wait a little longer, tomorrow doesn't seem like a good day" 。She finished speaking, and then leaned up to kiss him proactively. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling them closer together. 。Actually, marriage isn't just about the two of them. Deep down, she hopes her mother-in-law can truly accept her. There's also the fact that her work is still unstable right now, and she doesn't have the emotional bandwidth >>> 。
For Song Jingye and her, getting their marriage certificate was an incredibly sacred event. She hoped that it would take place when everything was perfectly prepared. 。ossessed. 。This time at the hospital, she just asked if I needed help Look how she responded! She jumped to conclusions and brought up old stuff: We divorced three years ago. 。After all these years, s...