Author: Lan Jing and

"My lord, how do you deal with what happened yesterday?"

In a huge office at the top of the Wangshi Group headquarters surrounded by tall buildings, Wang Xunrong, dressed in a black haute couture suit, sat leaning on the desk with one hand supporting the table and holding a cigar in the other.

Thick smoke was blowing out of his mouth, and the smoke was surrounding him. The sunlight was scattered on the smoke through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The eyes in the gold-rimmed glasses looked so arrogant in the faint smoke, and his body was even taller.

"Wanwei is handling it."

Wang Xunrong raised his glasses and looked at the watch on his wrist.

"There's still one hour left."

"Prepare the car."

Xiao Shen responded yes and walked past Wang Xunrong. When he wanted to go downstairs to pick up the car, he suddenly remembered something and turned around and lowered his head.

"By the way, the princess also asked me to send a letter."

"where?"

"prison."

In the women's bathroom of the prison, several prisoners wiped the blood from their hands on Liu Wen who was curled up on the ground. There were also blood stains on the walls in the bathroom and the floor was messy. It was obvious that they had experienced a fierce struggle.

After several prisoners left, Liu Wen, who was lying on the ground, covered her painful stomach and stretched out her hands to support the wall to stand up, but the blood on her legs continued to flow, making her unable to stand.

She could only hold her body against the wall, put her trembling hands covered with bloodstains into her clothes, and took out a letter. She wiped the bloodstains on her hands clean with her clothes before opening the envelope.

.

But what was inside the envelope was not letter paper, but photos of her husband having intimate behaviors with other women.

For a moment, her heart was extremely sad, and there was even more disbelief in her eyes, but she still couldn't help trembling her lips, looking through one photo after another that did not belong to her and Yan He, until that photo of Yan He

Holding a child in his arms and rocking a rattle, he looked beaming with joy.

Liu Wen could no longer hold back her emotions and threw the photo aside. Her lonely eyes were already red. She was holding her head and crying, trying to stop herself from imagining the scenes of them laughing in the photo.

I banged my head hard and huddled in the corner, but the more I didn't want to think about it, the unrealistic images would wander in my mind.

"No...it's not true."

Liu Wen was originally a woman with an extremely angry temperament. Since entering prison, her mental state has been abnormal from time to time, and she has nightmares at night. This nightmare is that she beat and abused her daughter day after day.

A direct view.

"This...this is me."

"Why am I here..."

"I should cook for him at home..."

"Yes, I want to cook for him."

Liu Wen picked up the photo and touched the woman in the photo. She imagined that woman to look like herself. She looked around, imagining her happiest time. Her husband and lively and cheerful son gradually appeared.

Smiling and saying unrealistic words, his originally depressed state suddenly became extremely excited, and he laughed in the bathroom.

After being carried to the hospital bed, the scene of severely beating Yan Manjia still appeared in her mind, feeling guilty and happy at the same time.

Liu Wen already suffered from mental illness, but what she didn't know was that what her husband bought before was not vitamins, but drugs to treat mental illness.

Yan Manjia stood not far from the prison and watched the woman who was tied to the hospital bed and laughing wildly from time to time being pushed into the car.

In my mind, I recalled the woman's crazy smile when she abused him, looking at the bloody stains on myself, looking at myself crying in despair, but the woman's eyes looked happier and happier, which was really shocking.

It's creepy.

"She should have lived in her world a long time ago."

"Why should I bear the consequences of her abnormality?"

"Why does she only use me as a tool to vent her anger?"

Yan Manjia watched the car from the mental hospital gradually take the woman away until she was far away from her sight. She shouted, her eyes full of sorrow, and the faint light from the leaves in the jungle reflected the girl's cheeks, feeling the unwillingness in her heart.

After saying this, her cheeks turned slightly red, and a red leaf fell from the branch, passing in front of the girl's eyes. She looked up at the leaf and for a moment she seemed to have seen her whole life.

"This world is inherently unfair."

"Yan Manjia, there is no need to remember the past."

"Now just do your own thing without worrying about the consequences."

"But you must be safe first."

Wang Geyan stood behind her. After Yan Manjia, who was squatting and staring at the leaves in a daze, heard these words, she turned her eyes to look at him standing in the glowing woods, dressed in white.

"Then have you forgotten the past?"

"If you can forget it, you won't feel bitter in your heart."

Wang Geyan blinked his eyes. Naturally, those past experiences will not be forgotten, but will gradually spread from his heart to his bones.

Yan Manjia turned her head back again, closed her eyes and just wanted to feel the breath of nature. After a moment, she slowly opened her eyes, and her sincere eyes showed determination again.

"Only let them bear the pain we have given them."

"Talent is the fairness in the world in my eyes."

Recalling how the woman laughed wildly and made people feel pity just now, the corners of her mouth would rise, revealing a satisfied smile.

"It seems that the first time was more successful than I thought."

After hearing this, Wang Geyan looked puzzled. He walked up to Yan Manjia, lowered his head slightly and asked, "Is there... a second time?"

"Is it dangerous?"

Yan Manjia raised his head and saw the worry for him in his eyes. Wang Geyan knew that if he punished those who had hurt him in the past, he would fall into a deeper vortex and never escape. He was worried that Yan Manjia would follow the same path as himself.

Dangerous road.

"No, don't worry."

"I have made an appointment with Uncle Rong for you to have a heart-to-heart talk."

"Believe me, I will definitely clear up the doubts in your mind."

In the office, Wang Xunrong put one hand in his trouser pocket and dropped the cigar butt into the ashtray with the other hand. When he heard Xiao Shen's words, his hand stopped above the ashtray, his brows gradually came closer, and he looked at Xiao Shen.

"As long as Xiaojia is safe."

"She can do anything."

Wang Xunrong walked towards Xiao Shen, patted his shoulder, blew out the smoke to the other side, and then touched Xiao Shen's ear.

"This is modern times, not ancient times."

"Xiaojia is not suitable for this title now."

"It's best not to scream now."

"And this is a company..."

After Xiao Shen heard these words, he blinked his eyes, and his brain was working rapidly at this time.

After thinking for a few seconds, he said: "Yes, Chairman."

Xiao Shen and Wang Xunrong took the elevator down together. He wanted Xiao Shen to go to the parking garage to pick up the car first, so he wanted Xiao Shen to get out of the elevator quickly. After Xiao Shen got out of the elevator, he saw Yan Manjia walking into the company door, and Xiao Shen turned around.

He looked at Wang Xunrong who was smoking a cigar and was about to get out of the elevator. He quickly glanced at him. Wang Xunrong looked up and saw Xiao Jia in a panic. Xiao Shen was covering Wang Xunrong.

He quickly threw the cigar into the trash can and waved his hands to disperse the smoke, but Yan Manjia still saw this move.

But it was quite cute to see Uncle Rong, who was usually serious at work, blinking and smiling at me, spraying perfume in the air in an attempt to quickly eliminate the smell of cigarette smoke on his body.

"Uncle Rong, you haven't stopped coughing the past few days."

"Now again...

"It's me who's smoking."

Wang Xunrong pulled Xiao Shen's arm. Xiao Shen glanced at Wang Xunrong's hand and then looked up at his eyes, and understood the meaning of his eyes.

Yan Manjia sniffed the smell and stared at Xiao Shen's erratic eyes with questioning eyes.

Xiao Shen blinked.

"The chairman was generous and gave me a box of cigars."

"So I smoked one and it smelled a bit strong."

"I'm going to get the car."

After Xiao Shen finished speaking, he quickly left this delicate scene. Wang Xunrong watched Xiao Shen run out of the company gate, and saw a tall figure in white outside the gate. He looked at Xiao Jia, who was standing next to him with a sincere face, and felt in his heart

There was speculation.

But then he remembered that Xiaojia had talked with him, and he was very worried about her going back to the small county town.

"I can do it, I have a sense of proportion."

Yan Manjia also noticed that Wang Xunrong had seen Wang Geyan waiting outside the group, and she also knew what Uncle Rong wanted to express when he looked at her, but she didn't want to let Uncle Rong leave the heavy workload because of her.
To be continued...