Landing On My Heart

Chapter Thirty Three

There are only two compartments in this bathroom. One of the doors is open and there is no one. The other is the one who just ranted.

When Ruan Sixian was hesitating whether to go to the bathroom or wash his hands first, the compartment was suddenly pushed aside from the inside.

A woman walked out angrily, stepped to the sink, and while washing her hands with her mobile phone in her hands, she said: "Don't don't, don't you, don't speak for him, I'll tell you, it's far more than these things, forget it, I I’m still in World Airline now. I’ll take the team away now. I won’t stay for a moment. If you come out to drink with me at night, I will tell you. What? What’s the matter with you? You pushed it! Do you have to today? Okay, I'm hanging up."

At the same time she finished washing her hands, half leaned forward to get a tissue, but accidentally dropped the phone.

With a "click", it sounded tragic.

Probably, when people are not going well, everything is chopped. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She even wanted to step on the phone.

Ruan Sixian was also stunned.

It was Zheng Youan.

Zheng Youan finally bent down to pick up the phone, and when she straightened up, Ruan Sixian had already handed the tissue to her.

She was also stunned when she saw Ruan Sixian, and did not pick up the tissue for a while.

Who is not stiffer than anyone at this time.

Ruan Sixian wanted to break her head but could not imagine that the person scolding Fu Mingyu in the cubicle was Zheng Youan.

And Zheng Youan must also regret that he couldn't wait to complain about the boss in World Airline and was heard by other employees.

A subtle embarrassment spread between the two, covering the whole body invisibly.

Ruan Sixian took the lead in breaking the deadlock and stuffed the tissue into Zheng Youan's hand casually.

"The floor is dirty, wipe it."

"Thank you." Zheng Youan pretended to say casually while wiping the phone, "Your blush looks pretty, what brand and color?"

"……hot."

"Oh."

Who could have imagined that Fu Mingyu was an airline prince, who was 187 tall, and his face was on the aesthetic point of contemporary women, but he relied on his own strength to overturn the full seat that God had given him and escaped Cupid’s shot. His arrows have succeeded in educating contemporary women to look at men more than just their faces.

As Fu Mingyu's subordinate, as a humble employee living on his wallet, Ruan Sixian couldn't help laughing when he thought of this.

Zheng Youan, who had already stepped out of the bathroom, suddenly looked back, a little embarrassed: "What are you laughing at?"

Why was it captured again.

Ruan Sixian was a little depressed, but it was more funny than depressed. She clenched a fist against the corner of her mouth, trying to hide her smile.

"Am I smiling?"

Zheng Youan was not embarrassed, but angry.

"Did you hear it?"

Ruan Sixian squeezed a smile and nodded: "I didn't overhear on purpose, but you are too loud."

Zheng Youan looked at Ruan Sixian with puffed eyes, Ruan Sixian wanted to laugh more and more: "I thought it was who was so bold and daring to scold us, Mr. Fu, in the World Airline. It turned out to be you. I thought you liked him before."

"Who would like this kind of rebellious arrogance!"

Ruan Sixian squinted at her, "So..."

Zheng Youan was not confident enough to be seen by her, and stubbornly lifted his chin, "OK, I liked him a little bit before, but it's impossible now. Who would like such a neurosis!"

After speaking, she paused, as if it was from a woman's instinct, she tilted her head to look at Ruan Sixian.

"Do you like him?"

The smile on Ruan Sixian's face disappeared instantly, and she sneered: "Who likes his narcissism? Am I crazy?"

The voice fell, and the small bathroom was strangely silent for a moment.

Zheng Youan actually heard a bit of disgust from Ruan Sixian's words.

She looked at Ruan Sixian curiously, and asked, "Really?"

Ruan Sixian felt that she talked a lot today, and there was no need to explain to Zheng Youan, so she turned around and left.

Zheng Youan grabbed her, "It's rare to meet someone who hates Fu Mingyu, let's go, and go drinking together tonight?"

"...No more?"

"Go, I'll treat you."

"No, I have an appointment tonight."

"What's the appointment? Is it important? I pushed it if it wasn't important."

It seems that this sister is still a pigeon.

But Ruan Sixian did hesitate at this moment.

On the one hand, she has always been a little confused about Zheng Youan's emotions, and her desire to explore is always out of control.

On the other hand, she was really curious about how Fu Mingyu offended this young lady into this way.

I don’t know if it’s the same as for her, "You might as well dream."

When approaching Bian Xuan's bar, Ruan Sixian was still in infinite confusion.

She also wanted to break her head and never thought that she would sit at a table with Zheng Youan and drink, and the matchmaker was Fu Mingyu.

Most of the wine in front of Zheng Youan has gone down, but Ruan Sixian has not drank two sips of juice.

"Obviously it was your people from World Airline who called me to invite me to shoot. I was ready for everything, and there was a recent exhibitor and I rejected it, but now he says to replace me and replace me. Why? !"

"It's not that I begged to come and take pictures of them. I'm very busy too! What's the relationship between our two families? He doesn't even give me this little face. Should he hit me in the face or my dad in the face? Ever since I was young, I have never suffered this kind of grievance!"

Hearing the movement here, Bian Xuan took the opportunity of delivering snacks and blinked at Ruan Sixian.

Ruan Sixian coughed slightly, "I'll go to the toilet first."

Zheng Youan waved his hand boredly, "Go and come back quickly, I am panicked."

"Oh."

Ruan Sixian winked at Bian Xuan, and the two went to the toilet together.

"Who? Your friend? Why haven't I seen it?"

"Zheng Youan."

"It sounds familiar." Bian Xuan pulled out her ears and said in surprise, "Why are you getting involved with her?"

This reason is really hard to tell. Ruan Sixian bit her posterior molar and said, "Fu..."

The last two words were cut off by Bian Xuan before they came out, "Can this also be related to Fu Mingyu?"

Ruan Sixian looked at her with half-white eyes, "She was responsible for taking pictures of me. I met her."

"Oh, that's it." Bian Xuan smiled, "I thought it was because of you Fu."

Ruan Sixian wanted to leave, but Bian Xuan held her again.

"But does she know who you are?"

Based on these few meetings, Ruan Sixian concluded that she did not know.

"I definitely don't know."

This made Bian Xuan's heart twisted, "Have you never been there before?"

Ruan Sixian shook her head.

Bian Xuan thought to herself, it seems that her mother hadn't mentioned it there either.

"You still have no contact with your mother at all?"

Thinking that he would get an affirmative answer, Ruan Sixian said, "Neither."

She leaned against the wall, raised her head and exhaled, "She has been paying me money."

This time before Bian Xuan asked, Ruan Sixian took the initiative and said, "She has been giving me money again these years."

"How many?"

Ruan Sixian gave her a glance, did she lose money?

"I didn't pay attention, the total amount of zero, two or three million."

"...?"

Bian Xuan took a breath of nitrogen, "This is too much, you rich woman, you asked you to borrow money for a turnaround the year before, and you said no."

"I really didn't have it at the time." Ruan Sixian said, "I haven't touched the money my mother gave me."

"No, why are you?"

Bian Xuan wanted to ask this question a long time ago, "How many parents are divorced? This is normal. It seems that your parents broke up peacefully, right? They didn't tear their faces, and they were divorced for four years before remarrying. It's okay, right? Why do you mind so much?"

Ruan Sixian looked up at the ceiling, his eyes were foggy and he couldn't see his emotions clearly.

After waiting for a while, she just shook her head and said, "Don't talk about this, I'm past."

Bian Xuan was curious, but she was helpless. Ruan Sixian didn't want to say about this matter. No one could pry her mouth open.

After sitting down, Ruan Sixian continued the topic just now and asked: "Why did you replace you?"

"He said my style was inappropriate."

Ruan Sixian murmured: "He is a management student, can he understand this?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Zheng Youan patted the table several times in succession. "I called and asked him, what did he say is too delicate and unattractive, what is it? No one has ever said that to me. I went to Africa to photograph animals last year. The Great Migration won the prize! Isn’t it atmospheric? He doesn’t know photography at all!"

Ruan Sixian touched her chin, and Zheng Youan continued: "The last time I took photos of you, the money I gave was not enough for me to buy a bag, but he said that I didn't shoot well."

While listening, Ruan Sixian's cell phone rang. It was a message from Fu Mingyu.

[Fu Mingyu]: You haven't come home yet?

Ruan Sixian nodded and said yes, and quickly replied "?" to Fu Mingyu.

"Also, that time I took him a downwind flight to Spain, and ignored me for more than ten hours. It felt like treating me like..."

She was stuck for a long time and couldn't say an adjective. Ruan Sixian added: "Take you as checked baggage?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Zheng Youan got excited and began to pat the table again, "I don't know how I could bear it in retrospect."

At the same time, Fu Mingyu called.

Ruan Sixian was inexplicably panicked when she saw the call, feeling that someone behind her back was about to be caught.

She immediately hung up and returned a message.

[Ruan Sixian]: What's the matter?

[Fu Mingyu]: Answer the phone.

[Ruan Sixian]: Inconvenient, can't you type?

[Fu Mingyu]: No way.

[Ruan Sixian]: If it doesn't work, forget it.

"There are things from the past, that's too much." Zheng Youan kept a small mouth and kept talking. "When I met before, every time I didn't do anything, he would be far away from me. It feels really...just..."

"It feels like he thinks you like him very much?"

Zheng Youan nodded fiercely, her facial features all wrinkled together, "Yes, right! It seems like I have to be like him."

Ruan Sixian deeply agreed with this and nodded calmly.

But after more than an hour passed, Ruan Sixian had already begun to forcibly endure sleep, and tears came out of her forbearance.

Sister, you have been complaining for more than an hour. There are just a few things that come and go. Fu Mingyu doesn't know how to appreciate your work. He has no eyesight, he has no eyesight, and he has big pig hoofs. He doesn't respond to you, you will let him get too high tomorrow, and I haven't even eaten dinner yet.

Forget it, after Zheng Youan repeated it so many times, he even started crying on his stomach.

"I have never been wronged so much since I was little."

Ruan Sixian's back straightened suddenly.

It is not terrible for a woman to complain about a man, it is terribly that she still cried, so don't want to end in three or four hours.

Being sober made Ruan Sixian immediately take out his mobile phone to send a message to Fu Mingyu.

[Ruan Sixian]: I can't forget, you come to me now.

The woman you made crying, you come to the end by yourself, why should you torture me!