The Rich Family President’s Trying to Keep Up With his Second Marriage

Seven years later.

Paris France.

The woman was wearing a white pajamas, sitting on the floor with her knees on her knees, looking out the floor-to-ceiling windows dullly. The sun was shining in through the window screens. The screens fluttered in the wind, wavy layers of ripples, which was very beautiful.

She has wavy and curly hair, draped behind her, and her body wrapped in white pajamas is very thin, as if a gust of wind can blow her away. The slightly messy hair covers her thin and pale face, and the eyebrows are inseparable. Sadness and sorrow.

"Rouxue, haven't slept for another night?" The man in black pajamas squatted down beside her, gently holding her knees, the coldness of his hands made him slightly condensed his eyebrows. "How come your hands are so cold? Didn't I tell you? To sit on the ground, the air conditioner must be turned on. Why did you forget."

There is no blame in the gentle tone, but only care and pity.

Qin Rouxue raised her eyes to look at him, her vacant eyes out of focus, she seemed to see another face, a face that had existed in her heart for seven years.

She showed this expression again, as if looking at another man through him. Every time at this time, Tang Junjie felt his heart as if being held tightly by a hand.

In seven years, it has been seven years since she returned to him. People are by his side, but her heart is not. Her heart is left on the man who was with her in the seven months of disappearance. The man is with her. At the same time as the scars were drawn on the heart, it was also infused with memories that could not be erased.

Sometimes, Tang Junjie really hates God’s teasing. It was obviously that he grew up with her, and he was the one who got her love first, but he jokingly made her disappear for more than seven months. The growth of the company before, and the company for the next seven years, are not worth the middle seven months.

How can he not hate Tang Junjie, who is always proud and arrogant and has been going well all his life.

Whenever he thinks of bringing her back, her dying and unlovable appearance makes Tang Junjie feel like a knife cut, wishing to thwart the man who hurt her.

He held his grown-up baby in his palm, and his body was so wounded that he couldn't wait to cramp the man who hurt her.

With a heavy sigh, Tang Junjie suppressed his hostility, gently picked her up, walked back to the bed, put her on the bed, and pulled her under the quilt.

Seeing that she was still in a trance, Tang Junjie hugged her tightly and dropped a kiss on the top of her hair. "If you haven't slept all night, your body will definitely not be able to eat. I see today's clothing conference, you don't need to attend, take a good rest in the room.

"No." Qin Rouxue grabbed Tang Junjie's hand. "I want to participate, Brother Junjie, I must participate."

"But you..." After hesitating, Tang Junjie asked: "Can it work?"

"Yes." Qin Rouxue nodded as if pounding garlic, as if afraid that Tang Junjie would not believe it, and added another sentence. "I can do it, Brother Junjie, don't worry."

Today is an important and proud day for her, whether it was seven years ago or seven years later.

"There is plenty of time. You can sleep for a while, and I will call you before you leave." Never able to refuse her request, Tang Junjie had to follow her and try to help her take a break.

"Okay." Qin Rouxue smiled softly, let him lie down with her support, and exhorted: "Brother Junjie must remember to call me earlier. I have to prepare and prepare."

"Got it." Tang Junjie responded, covering her eyes with her big hand. Qin Rouxue had to close her eyes. She heard Tang Junjie's soft voice say: "Go to sleep, with me, you can sleep peacefully. ."

Yes, with him, she can fall asleep at ease. For seven years, without him, she didn't know what she would be like, whether she was crazy or dead, it was possible.

Brother Junjie’s affection for her, she understands, but she can’t respond to him. She has lived in someone else in her heart. She is incomplete and is no longer worthy of him. Fortunately, it’s fair to God. Brother Junjie lost her and got it. Liu Shanshan, Liu Shanshan is her good friend and the wife of Junjie's brother. She will definitely love Junjie's brother.

Handing Junjie's brother to Liu Shanshan, she is more at ease, Liu Shanshan loves Junjie's brother, and she will surely make Junjie's brother happy.

With such determination, Qin Rouxue fell asleep.

Tang Junjie looked at her sleeping face for a long time. He didn’t move for a long time, like a statue guarding a treasure. There were two knocks on the door, and he moved. He leaned over and dropped a kiss on her forehead and got up and walked. Get out.

At the same time, T City, Yan Group.

In the spacious and luxurious office of the president, Lan Jin wears a black shirt and sits at the desk. He just answered the call. He didn't immediately put down the phone. Instead, he held it in his hand and played with the pile of documents on the desk. He had already processed it. , There is only the document in front of him. After processing, he can leave, but he is not in a hurry to deal with it now.

Isn't it just going to France to watch a costume show, as for the excitement, Lan Jin shook his head with a smile.

The clear and pleasant voice on the phone just now made him want to take a break from the busy schedule. He would think of her when he saw him, and he would still think of her when he heard his voice.

I think she has almost become a part of his life, although, he really doesn't have much to remember.

His time is very tight. In fact, he is busier than anyone else. He is the president of Lan's and opened a dress shop. As long as he has free time, he will go to the dress shop. Yan Yaoshun’s son has hearing problems and does not want Yan Yaoshun. Worried about his son's affairs, he has to deal with the company's affairs. Therefore, he was a good man and was obliged to help Yan Yaoshun manage the Yan Group. It is not only the Yan Group, but Yan Yaoshun's water is deep.

He is busy, he asked for it, he deserves it.

During this period of time, he was too busy to breathe, even if he was too busy, even if he went home and fell asleep when he was tired, or just slept in the company, her figure still lingered in his mind. .

It’s been seven years, and it’s been seven years since she left his life. Others said she was dead. Yan Yaoshun also told him many times that she was dead, but he didn’t believe it, he didn’t believe she would die. , She hated him so much, wishing to eat his meat and drink his blood, how could she allow herself to die easily?

She wants to retaliate against him, and to pay back his blood. How could she die before he died?

When the police found his car, they also found her, but it was the remains. When he saw her, she was frozen in the funeral home. He didn't believe it was her, and then rushed out of the funeral home. Gu Xiaoyun came to persuade him. He mourned and changed, and he also brought a cremation consent form for him to sign.

He signed, but he did not allow them to engrave the word dead wife on her tombstone, only her name, Du Yuxue.

Gu Xiaoyun said he was deceiving himself, Luo Feng said he was stealing the bell, and the meaning was the same, but he didn't care, he always forged ingots, she would come, come back to him for revenge.

He was waiting for her, waiting for her to come back to take his life, this wait is seven years, seven years! How many seven years are there in a person's life?

Bang bang bang! The knock on the door interrupted Lan Jin's thoughts.

"Come in." Lan Jin said coldly.

"Mr. Lan." The secretary came with coffee, put the coffee in front of Lan Jin, and said respectfully: "Your coffee."

The secretary is still Yan Yaoshun’s secretary. Lan Jin is not easy to use as someone else’s secretary. He only promised to help Yan Yaoshun manage the company for one year. He didn’t need to bring his own secretary. Besides, this is the Yan family. It's not the Lan family. Yan Yaoshun's secretary is very clear about the operation of Yan family. If he brings his own secretary, he may not be on track.

Of course, he didn't doubt his secretary's adaptability, but unnecessary.

"Yeah." Lan Jin said faintly, still holding the phone, the secretary asked curiously: "Is President Lan waiting for the call?"

Lan Jin slowly turned his head and glanced at the secretary. The secretary immediately realized that he had said something wrong and hurriedly apologized. "I'm sorry, Mr. Lan."

"It's okay, you can go out." Lan Jin put down the phone, condensed his thoughts, and started to work in a cold voice.

After processing this last document, he has to go back to the city where the Lan clan is located. This is his habit. In the Yan clan, he should see it, he should sign him, and Xiang Lu will complete the rest. .

Although it was hard to run between the two places, he asked for it.

"President Lan, work is very important, but body is also important, please take a break." The secretary said, she looked distressed, and the president didn't work hard when working.

"I know." Lan Jin will not refuse anyone who cares about him.

"Mr. Lan, you have been working for so long, so it's time to take a break," the secretary said.

"I know." Lan Jin signed the name neatly and closed the document. His face that didn't smile at all was relieved because of the secretary's concern.

"President Lan, you haven't eaten lunch yet, do you want to..."

"I have read the documents. I have signed the words that should be signed. You inform the assistant." Lan Jin got up, picked up his coat, and walked out of the president's office in spite of the secretary's astonished expression.

In Yan's family, he never stayed more. He would never refuse to be late for meetings that he should hold. Even if people were not in Yan's family, he would participate in meetings via video. Will not be handed over to others. He is more cautious when dealing with Yan's affairs than with Lan's affairs.

After all, this is Yan Yaoshun’s company. Yan Yaoshun handed over the company to him. This is a trust in him. He will not let Yan Yaoshun down. What did Yan Yaoshun look like when it was handed over to him? Not too bad.

Paris France.

A much-anticipated clothing conference was held in full swing. Models wore elegant and fitted dresses and showed enchanting style on the runway.

Qin Rouxue stood in front of the TV wall in the background, watching the live situation at the front desk seriously. Tang Junjie walked to her, handed the cup in her hand, Qin Rouxue took it, took a sip, and frowned, "So sour fruit tea."

"This is an off-season fruit, fresh loquat tea, soothing the throat." Tang Junjie looked at her frowning cute look amused.

"Thank you." Qin Rouxue thanked him and gave a flattering smile. "Brother Junjie is the best to me."