[69 Book Bar-www.] In the blink of an eye, City B ushered in the first snow after winter.

In the office, Jian Xun was feeling dizzy, had a bad cold, and his nose was swollen and uncomfortable.

She breathed hard, but there still seemed to be a lack of oxygen in her chest, "No, I'm dizzy, I have to go home first."

Yang Gang was replying to the email when he saw Jian Xun getting up and was a little worried, "Can you do it alone? How about I ask the driver to take you there."

"No, it's just a minor cold. Just take a taxi." Someone cared about him, and his heart was warmly touched. Jian Xun wanted to smile at him, but she felt really uncomfortable, "Cough...cough..."

She covered her mouth and coughed a few times, her throat was so sore.

"I'm leaving, that's it, bye." Yanxun waved her hand, picked up her bag and walked out.

The cold wave has recently hit City B, and many people have suffered from severe colds.

Seeing that Jian Xun's condition was really bad, after thinking about it, Yang Gang followed him out of the office.

In the CEO's office, Chu Yan'en was on the phone. When he saw Yang Gang, he smacked his lips and motioned for him to sit down.

In fact, he was a little anxious, but from Chu Zhen'en's words, Yang Gang understood that this phone call was a big project they were currently competing with another Internet company. Something went wrong, and Yang Gang had to sit down opposite him.

Behind Chu Zhen'en, the blinds were completely raised. Looking through the huge window, the snow was heavy, reflecting the natural shimmer in the sunlight like broken gold.

After talking on the phone, he saw the person on the other side staring blankly behind him, Chu Zhen'en raised his eyebrows and turned around.

The snow was falling wildly, and the sky and the earth were a vast expanse of silvery white.

"What are you looking at?" Isn't it just snowing? There is heavy snowfall in City B every year, but this year it comes a little earlier. How can this man show such a sad expression as if he was moved by the scene?

Yang Gang regained consciousness and saw his friend staring closely at him. He chuckled, put his hands on the armrests, and moved forward, "It's snowing."

"Hmm, I saw it." Chu Zhen'en turned around, his toes touched the ground slightly, and the chair slid to the computer, "What do you want from me?"

His fingertips flew across the keyboard, and his long and narrow inner eyes focused on the screen.

Yang Gang looked at him for a moment, and then said in a deep voice, "Xiao Xun is sick. It seems to be quite serious. I'm worried that it won't be safe for her to go home alone."

So you, the husband, give it to someone else.

Yang Gang hadn't finished speaking, but Chu Zhen'en's dark eyebrows had already been furrowed.

His eyes were still fixed on the screen, he paused, and then said casually, "Don't worry, that woman is tough, she will be fine."

"Xiao Xun is your wife, don't be too ruthless!" Yang Gang couldn't stand his ruthlessness. He suddenly moved forward, and his upper body was almost lying on the table.

"You're right, she is my wife, so you don't need to care. And speaking of it, I know her better than you do, so she must be fine. I accepted your kindness for her." Chu Yan'en concentrated on the screen.

He didn't even glance at the person opposite him.

Yang Gang stared at him, "So you are mocking me for worrying so much?"

Chu Yan'en didn't answer, and Yang Gang suddenly stood up and looked at the person behind him with disdain across the one-meter-wide desk, "Chu Yan'en, we have known each other for more than ten years, and I always thought I knew you before. But since I met Xiao Xun,

I just discovered that it’s not the case at all.”

Finally, the fingertips that were typing on the keyboard paused, and the corners of Chu Zhen'en's eyes raised slightly, and he looked over with a long and cold look, "Tell me, what do you think of me now?"

Chu Yan'en's lack of haste made Yang Gang angry. He stared at the person opposite him with stern eyes, holding the edge of the table with both hands. His arms were stretched out, and the muscles in his sleeves were stiff and taut, "

Chu Yanen, the reason why I became friends with you in the first place is because besides your super high IQ and precise eyesight,

On the surface, you are capable, loyal, and decent. But look at you now, except at work, you are still the same Chu Zhen'en I know. What have you become in private? You are selfish, you are cold-blooded, and you can hurt a person.

Is this what a gentleman should do to be proud of a woman who is good to you?"

Chu Yan'en calmly sat back on his seat. Seeing his friend's excitement, he raised his lips slightly and said, "There are many women who are good to me. Which one are you talking about?"

"Don't fucking mention Feng Yi to me! That little goblin, I will tell her to get lost tomorrow!" Yang Gang waved his hand, as if there was an empty image of Feng Yi in the sky, and he slapped her until she was reduced to ashes.

"I'm really sorry. From tomorrow on, Feng Yi will be my secretary."

Yang Gang slammed the table, furious, "That woman has no abilities, but she has a face that looks almost like Feng Ying's. Not only has she been domineering since she joined the company, but she still dares to make a decision to Hu Chen! Chu Yan'en

, are you sure you want to use such a person?"

"It doesn't matter, I just want to be happy." He shrugged slightly, his leisurely expression reflected in Yang Gang's eyes through the snowy light, damn calm.

"You self-righteous guy, just wait, you will regret it one day!" Yang Gang stretched out his arm and poked him hard several times.

He was so angry that he was about to explode. Yang Gang was so angry that he turned around and walked out. He came to the door and was about to swing the door open when he suddenly stopped.

Chu Yan'en was still leaning in the boss's chair, not moving, but his eyebrows were raised solemnly.

Yang Gang turned around, a look of disappointment and almost despair fell on his friend's face sadly, "Ci Zhen'en, you can degenerate your own life, but as a brother of more than ten years, I have an obligation to be responsible for you. I know you

I know deep down in my heart that Feng Yi is Feng Yi.

This is not Feng Ying. The reason why you put her next to you is to humiliate Xiaoxun. You want Xiaoxun to blame herself, to embarrass her, and to make her pay for her original selfishness. But I really want to say a few words today,

If Xiaoxun didn't cut off the phone, wouldn't Feng Ying be dead?"

"At least I can talk to her." It was this regret that made that woman never think of redemption.

"Hmph..." Yang Gang sneered, "Everyone expected Yingying's death. Of course, everyone didn't want her to die, so you and Feng Sicheng sent her there. You couldn't bear to leave Feng Ying, and Xiao Xun was the same. She

I've been sisters with Feng Ying for decades. I don't believe she can be so cruel that she can tell her that they were Feng Ying's last words.

She hung up the phone intentionally. But just because she wanted to spend a good time with her husband, she was made to bear the sin that she could never get rid of for the rest of her life. Wasn't all this hurtful to her? In addition to enduring the pain of her friend's departure, Xiaoxun

, she has to suffer more inner suffering than you, have you thought about this for her? "

"That woman is so powerful. Even if she does something unforgivable, you all still stand by her. My wife seems to be not a simple character." Why does everyone regard Jian Xiaoxun as the victim?

Who? Why? Chu Yan’en doesn’t understand.

Yang Gang shook his head at his stubbornness, "I've said all that needs to be said. Of course, this is your family matter after all, and I have no right to interfere. It's just Chu Yan'en, I really think you have no taste, what you did today

, you are nothing more than transferring all the guilt for hastening her death to Xiao Xun when you sent Feng Ying to Switzerland, and you used Xiao Xun as a scapegoat, Chu Yan'en, you, scumbag!"
Chapter completed!