Chapter 146 I Don’t Want to See Him

Liang Weining did not sleep well. She forced herself to fall asleep because her body was extremely tired. Her consciousness was always in a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness. She could even vaguely sense when the man left and when he went downstairs.

Around eight o'clock, I got up and washed up, enduring the discomfort in my waist.

She ignored the birthday present on the bedside table, went to the cloakroom, took off her pajamas, found a long skirt to change into, and then went out.

From beginning to end, I didn't look at the floor-length mirror.

At the end of the early morning, the man applied medicine to her. It felt cool, gentle and so strange.

It made her feel that after dating for half a year, she never really understood him.

A gentleman is well-educated.

Strength is engraved in the bones.

In this relationship, the role he played was Mr. Chen first, and Chen Jingyuan second.

But Liang Weining will always be just Liang Weining.

The housekeeper did not expect the little girl to get up so early. After greeting her, he asked someone to prepare breakfast for her and conveyed the master's instructions before he left.

Let her rest for a day and wait for him to come back at the villa.

The girl had no reaction after hearing this, her eyes dully turned towards the restaurant and the table that had been replaced.

Look quietly for a while, then look away.

He turned to the housekeeper and said, "Please also say something for me."

what.

"I don't want to see him."

amount.

I dare not let this enter the ears of the gentleman.

When the butler came to his senses and saw that the girl had already sat down to eat, he breathed a sigh of relief.

In any case, being willing to eat on time and knowing how to take care of your body means the quarrel won't be fierce.

However, luckily it only lasted ten minutes.

After finishing her meal, the girl picked up her bag and walked out expressionlessly, but was stopped by two bodyguards.

The air instantly fell into dead silence.

After a moment of stalemate, the housekeeper received a call from Mr. Chen.

After listening respectfully for a few seconds, he walked up to the girl with his phone and said, "Miss Wei Ning, the gentleman asked you to answer the phone."

"I don't want to talk to him."

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The butler looked troubled.

Liang Weining scanned the call interface, and through the screen, he saw the two words "Mr. Chen", as if he could imagine the man sitting on the top floor in a noble outfit, looking depressed and terrifying.

After bullying someone severely, you still have to make them behave themselves and not make any noise.

There is no such bandit logic in the world.

The more she thought about it, the more suffocated she felt. She lowered her eyes, took out her cell phone, and pressed the number '1'. The housekeeper's expression changed slightly when she saw this, and he quickly raised his hand to stop her, "Miss Weining, don't be impulsive."

Hold the phone to the other side and report to the other end in a low voice.

In the top-floor conference room of the Xinde Building, Chen Jingyuan sat at the top with a calm expression, Special Assistant Xu stood beside him holding a tablet, and several department executives sat below.

One-third of the way through the topic, Mr. Chen received a message.

This is the first time that I have interrupted my official duties for personal reasons.

No one knew what was said inside. The man listened silently the whole time without saying a word. Only when the call was cut off did he slightly open his thin lips and said, "Let her go."

He is no longer submissive as before. Now he knows how to throw tantrums, which is a great improvement.

Forcing them to stay will only intensify the conflict.

She said she didn't want to talk to him.

He heard it.
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After returning to Xiangyue Mansion, Liang Weining first dealt with the ladies' watch, left Xin Yunzhou's phone number, and sent a private message to the other party.

[Brother, I have something mailed to the Entrepreneurship Park. Please pass it to Mr. Shen.]

Two minutes later, the phone received a string of strange calls.

It's easy to guess who it is.

She answered.

After pausing for two seconds, Shen Fu said, "I'm sorry, I owed you the graduation gift from that year, and I was worried that you would refuse to accept it, so I came up with this last resort." Graduation gift.

How ironic.

Liang Weining wanted to laugh, but she pulled her lips and couldn't laugh. She accepted the things herself, so she was too stupid and deserved it.

He forced back the tears and took a deep, almost inaudible breath.

He regained his composure and said, "It's been five years since the incident happened. No one owes anyone anything. I hope Mr. Shen will carefully consider his actions before making a decision next time, and whether it will cause trouble to others."

After saying that, he was about to hang up the phone, but was interrupted by Shen Fu.

"What's the trouble?" he asked eagerly.

Liang Weining closed his eyes, "No comment, it's my private matter."

As soon as he finished speaking, a busy voice was heard.

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After the property manager came to pick up the items, Liang Weining returned to the room and began to pack his clothes and daily necessities, neatly stacking them in the suitcase. Finally, he reached out and took the tie clip box and the notebook diary on the bedside table.

He stared in silence for a while, tears silently rolling down his face.

asshole.

Only read the notebook, not the diary.

Wouldn't it turn back?

From the time they confirmed their relationship till now, there were happy, beautiful, romantic and sad moments between them, including the night of 520 on the yacht. She was not a fool, so how could she not understand his feelings?

Being with Mr. Chen, what else could I be dissatisfied with?

Why do you feel that she is entangled with her ex?

Just for a watch.

It was getting late, so after calming down, Liang Weining put the two items in neatly, zipped it up, and pushed the box out of the bedroom.

On the way back to the apartment, she informed her two friends in the recovery group that she was taking a day off.

Alina sent a flirtatious private message: [Did you stay up late last night? ]

【Um. 】

Reply with a single-syllable word, turn off the phone and end the sensitive topic.

Fifteen minutes later, he got off the car outside the main entrance of Manhe Apartment. He turned his eyes slightly, inadvertently passing across the street, and stopped.

No protective measures were taken in the dining room.

Although the virus was not left in his body, Liang Weining temporarily stored his suitcase at the property management office as a precaution and still planned to go to the pharmacy.

When paying the bill, she hesitated a little and asked softly, "Will this medicine affect my menstrual period?"

"It depends on your physical condition. Taking one pill occasionally won't have much impact. It can't be taken frequently." Seeing that she was young, the pharmacy owner patiently answered.

The girl nodded and said thank you.

The last time my period was delayed, I had quite a emotional experience.

I don't want to experience that feeling a second time.
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Two o'clock in the afternoon, in the director's office.

CEO Zou Ting and Investment Director Zhuang Jiming were summoned to the top level to report on the follow-up of the acquisition of Xipei, internal structure compatibility and integration plan.

Zou Ting said: "The foreign enterprise management philosophy that Xi Pei has been teaching for ten years is deeply rooted and is very different from that of mainland enterprises. I suggest that we temporarily refer to the general framework of the Hong Kong headquarters and give them about half a year to buffer and adapt."

This is an execution strategy, not a conclusion.

The final decision depends on how much mercy the person in front of the French window is willing to show to the target company's board of directors, or whether he is willing to eliminate all the problems completely to prevent them from happening again.

At present, the latter possibility seems very small, and Mr. Chen seems to have other plans for the core team of XPEI.

As soon as the CEO finished speaking, the office fell silent.

The huge space, the tall and cold back, and the occasional stop of the sound of flipping papers will make people feel nervous instinctively.

Since the morning meeting, after receiving a phone call, my husband's mood has been at a low level.

No one knows the reason, and Special Assistant Xu is unwilling to reveal anything.

So much so that shortly after the meeting, a group of department executives came to the president's office to complain, saying that after all, he, the CEO, had fought in the front line and died a worthy death.

Mr. Chen is not a tyrant, he said.

People in high positions are naturally intimidating, but the executive directors of China and Hong Kong will never bring personal emotions into official decision-making.

The people under him had been living in peace and comfort for many years, and were used to seeing him being kind and cheerful, so they were frightened when the emperor showed the slightest fluctuation in his feelings.

Needs grinding.