On the other side, Fang Can was still in Jiang Mingxu’s office. She was playing with his phone and looking at the wedding photo on the table with an ambiguous smile on her lips.
Jiang Mingxu had received a message from Song Wei on his phone just now. There were only two words: ‘Save me.’
Fang Can immediately swiped the notification away skillfully and sat in front of the desk as if nothing had happened. She waited attentively for Jiang Mingxu’s meeting to end.
Not on my life?
Didn’t an opportunity just arrive?
The corners of Fang Can’s lips curled into a smug smile.
At this moment, there was finally movement outside the door. The meeting had probably ended, and there was a lot of noise from the people.
However, Jiang Mingxu’s footsteps were like the most accurate clock. Step by step, it separated from the human voices very clearly.
Then, the doorknob turned, and a slender figure pushed the door open and entered.
Fang Can’s eyes grew brighter and brighter, but she did not get up to greet him. Instead, she continued to pretend to focus on the business plan in her hand and only peeked at Jiang Mingxu from the corner of her eye.
It was only when he came nearer that she seemed to suddenly become aware of him. She raised her head and revealed a bright smile.
“Aiya, I was so focused that I didn’t notice you coming in, Mingxu. Is the meeting over? Did it go smoothly?”
Jiang Mingxu did not answer and walked straight to the inside of the office desk. “I do not approve of the Moonlight Town project. The site selection does not meet the original prerequisites for the development of a scenic area.”
Fang Can sighed sadly. “Mingxu, why are you still like this? You’re always putting on such an unsmiling face like it’s just business. We haven’t seen each other in so many years already. Can’t you talk about the old days with me? Or speak a little more tactfully?”
“Building a resort on top of a former landfill. I don’t think there’s anything else to say about such a proposal.”
Jiang Mingxu was cold, hard, and detached. Even without using words. He was like a sharp knife that could hurt people.
Coupled with his slightly mocking tone, it was as if he was stabbing a knife into people’s hearts.
Fang Can’s gaze wavered for a moment. In a soft and almost coquettish tone, she said, “Then, what about me? Don’t you have anything you want to say? I’m your first love, after all!”
Jiang Mingxu ignored her directly and continued with his unfinished work in hand. “If there’s nothing else, get out.”
Fang Can bit her lips, and her eyes were already red. “Mingxu, I know that back then, to fulfill my dream, I went abroad when you needed support the most. But during all these years, I couldn’t forget you, and I was always unable to step into a new relationship either…”
“I believe that you’re like me, too. Otherwise, why would you marry a woman who looks so similar to me? You’re just treating her as my shadow!”
“Get out.” Jiang Mingxu’s voice was cold and stiff, with a faint hint of danger.
“Just admit it. You still love me!”
Jiang Mingxu raised his hand and pressed the button on his landline. His assistant rushed in quickly. “I’m sorry, Miss Fang. Director Jiang’s visiting hours have ended. Please find another time to make an appointment again.”
Fang Can still seemed to want to struggle and stay behind, but the assistant’s order to chase her out was already so unyielding. It would be a little thick-skinned indeed for her to stay put here.
So she still retrieved her plan and prepared to leave the office with the assistant.
In the end, she still turned around and glanced in Jiang Mingxu’s direction. She said in a particularly serious and certain manner, “Your silence just means that I am right. Jiang Mingxu, you won’t even look at me. You are feeling guilty!”
However, she still didn’t receive a response.
Jiang Mingxu did not even give her an additional look.
On the other side…
Song Wei sat in the red armchair that Zhou Huiqian had prepared for her and ate a sumptuous Italian-style dinner.
The ‘little cutie’ that had been cut in half by her was also stewed into snake soup and served up.
Zhou Huiqian was really satisfied with this toy of hers, so she allowed her to walk freely in this house. As long as she was not afraid…
This was because Zhou Huiqian had quite a number of perverted hobbies. Every room was decorated like a House of Horror. The theme was different, but they were all filled with blood and massacre.
Song Wei randomly walked into two rooms and lost interest.
Actually, she was not afraid at all, but she was simply not interested in those deliberately exaggerated bloody horrors.
After dinner, a maid came to inform her that there would be a monthly party for Zhou Huiqian tonight. It was very crazy, and she could participate.
“Crazy? Why is it called crazy?” Song Wei pursued.
However, the maid stammered as if she didn’t really dare to say it. “In any case, many famous people will come, and all the tools of communication will be confiscated. The outside world can’t be allowed to know the tiniest bit about it… that kind of craziness.”