As Jiang Ruolan thought about this, she suddenly felt an indescribable feeling of depression in her heart.
This kind of depression, it was something that had never happened even when Xian Jian slapped her.
Because of what she had said, they turned into strangers. Is this what she asked for?
This clearly should have been her life. Xian Zihao's existence shouldn't have had any effect on her emotions, so why was she so confused?
She suddenly put down her utensils and then went to her luggage. She took out the documents she brought and tried to focus on her work to disperse the inexplicable strange feelings within her heart.
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The next day…
Jiang Yijun was very busy, so he couldn't spend time with her. Jiang Ruolan wandered the streets of F City alone, and as she passed the central square of City F in a bus, she saw at a glance a luxurious black car from the front stop stopped at the central square. The back door opened, and someone came out.
From her point of view, she only vaguely saw the person's back. Throughout the day, Jiang Ruolan took a stroll through F City by bus. She thought back to the place where she lived for two years and felt ridiculous that she had left this city for the sake of love.
During the day, Qin Gengxin called several times.
"Damn it, Jiang Ruolan, you dare not answer my call! If you have the ability, don't go back to H City! I really want to fire you now!"
Here's what happened…
On Saturday morning, after Jiang Ruolan got her ticket from the company, she was supposed to take a taxi to the airport, but Qin Gengxin's car was parked in front of the company, waiting for her. He intends to accompany her to F City, where he wanted to take advantage of this visit to strengthen their relationship.
In the end, Jiang Ruolan took advantage of the moment when he wasn't paying attention to her to escape. Of course, while running, she also carried Qin Gengxin's ID with her. Without his ID, he cannot board a plane.
What a joke.
Did Qin Gengxin really think that she will compromise with him? If he really came with her to this city, she might be like a lamb in a tiger's nest.
As a result, she had been bombarded by Qin Gengxin's phone calls these past two days. Jiang Ruolan shamelessly turned it to mute.
Just by thinking about it, one could imagine that the fellow was so angry that he wanted to kill someone …
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The next day, at the city construction exhibition…
Jiang Ruolan arrived at the Fifth Street Exhibition and Convention Center with her work permit in hand. She showed her permission and invitation to the security guard at the entrance. They carefully checked her ID and invitation before letting her in.
The exhibition was set at 1 p.m. The huge exhibition center was brightly lit, and the hall was filled with dignitaries from all regions and cities, as well as the domestic business elite.
Alone in the corner, she was fiddling with the small professional DV in her hands. Then, she hung her work permit around her neck. Just as she was about to take a picture of the city planning map, a figure suddenly walked from the front door, causing her to stop in her movements.
After barely meeting each other for almost two weeks, Jiang Ruolan watched Xian Zihao slowly enter the main entrance of the exhibition center.
He did not wear a tie today. The collar of his shirt was undone with two buttons, and his black hair was slightly combed back. Although he was dressed slightly formal, he did not lose his composure. Upon entering the door, he was surrounded by several well-known officers.
Amongst the crowd, he could be considered the youngest, yet he also had the calmest temperament. He was the most low-key, yet the most terrifying one. His tall and straight figure was the most eye-catching among the crowd.
Suddenly, her phone rang.
Jiang Ruolan withdrew her gaze and looked down at her phone. Seeing that it was a call from the chief editor, she quickly walked to the corner.
"On Wednesday night, you will go to the Oriental Hotel in F City to dine with some of the leaders. They are the construction Bureau leaders who once served in H City and have a relationship with our company. It's actually Director Lan who's treating us. Who knows, he might be able to climb up to some position in the future, so we can't afford to offend him!" The editor's voice came over the phone.
Jiang Ruolan was stunned for a moment, but her thoughts were not entirely focused on the phone. When she turned around to look at the figures in front of the exhibition hall, she no longer saw Xian Zihao.
She turned her attention back to the phone and ask hesitantly, "Hey boss, are you asking me to retake your place? Aren't you the one who should have attended the meeting? I am a small journalist, not a PR officer under your care."
"What are you saying? How can our company's PR team be present? I still don't know who your husband is, so don't forget to mention it when the time comes. This way, they will not make it difficult for you. In the future, our company will have more opportunities to meet these elites."
"Fine, fine. I get it. You did this because you want to have a firm foothold in Qin right? You already have a very high position yet you're still asking for a bit of investment in Qin. Not only do we have to work overtime, but we also need to help you with your work, especially me. If one day I get drunk and someone takes advantage of me, I'll see if you still dare to let me join these meals!"
The chief editor didn't expect Jiang Ruolan, who was always patient with her work, to be so angry. The chief editor was stunned for a long time before smiling awkwardly, "Little Jiang, that's not what I meant. Aren't you the only one who's suitable … Besides, even if you got drunk, with your temper, who would dare to mess with you?"
"Besides, you still have the title of Xian Family's Young Madam. No one dares to do anything to you."
"Oh, don't say it again. The more you say it, the more I want to destroy this phone." Jiang Ruolan rolled her eyes and hung up the phone. Just as she was about to continue her work, she stopped and looked at the man standing three meters behind her in a daze.
After being stunned for a moment, she immediately suppressed the expression on her face. She held the phone tightly in her hand and looked at Han Xuegang, who walked towards her with an expressionless face.
As he approached her, Jiang Ruolan stepped back and put the distance between the two of them.
Han Xuegang looked at her and said, "You don't have to pretend to feel unhappy when you meet me."
Jiang Ruolan frowned. She was too lazy to talk to him. She turned around and was about to leave.
"Jiang Ruolan, are you afraid that you'll be unable to control your feelings once you face me?"
She paused, tightened her grip on her phone, and ignored him. She continued to walk forward.
Surprisingly, her wrist was grabbed from behind. Immediately, her whole body quivered. Jiang Ruolan turned around to shake off his hand. "Let go!"
"You don't really want to see me?" Not only did he not let her go, he even pulled her closer to him.
"You lunatic! Let me go! Han Xuegang! What are you trying to do? This is a public place. How shameless you are?!"
Jiang Ruolan was so angry. She couldn't get rid of his hand.
"I heard …" Han Xuegang lowered his head and whispered vaguely to her ear, "Xian Zihao was also in F City, and you guys didn't come together? Isn't he your husband?"
Jiang Ruolan gritted her teeth and stepped on his shoes hard.
She took a few steps back the moment he finally let go of her hand. She raised her head and glared at him.
"You don't care about me? Then who do you care about?" Han Xuegang walked over to her again and lowered his head to whisper in her ear. A familiar yet unfamiliar aura enveloped her, "Anyway, we're still old friends, aren't we?"
"Who had a relationship with you? Who is your friend?" She pushed him with all her might. It was unknown whether it was a coincidence or an accident, but the phone in her hand suddenly dropped. With the sound of "pa", it fell to the ground.
The exhibition was still ongoing. The host's voice came from the audio system, shaking people's eardrums, but that also caused Jiang Ruolan's face to turn pale in the blink of an eye. She quickly bent down to pick up her phone.
Han Xuegang one step ahead of her. He picked up the phone.
Jiang Ruolan looked coldly at the phone in his hand.
"It's been so long, you still have it?" He seemed to be smiling, but his eyes were sizing up her expression.
It was the first time that she lost all her face. The phone in Han Xuegang's hand was like a joke, revealing her past stupidity and naivety.
She had spent two years' worth of money on a small phone like it was a treasure. She still couldn't bear to exchange it even now. Was it really habit or was it really as Xian Zihao said? No matter how much she hated Han Xuegang, she still can't forget about him.
Her face darkened as Han Xuegang handed the phone to her. She raised her hand to receive it, but he didn't let go. The moment Jiang Ruolan raised her head and glared at him, he also raised his hand to hold hers.
She stiffened, and her face turned even darker. "Let go!"
