Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

When Jiang Yiqiu rushed to the Yan's Mansion, he bumped into Jiang Yidong and was kicked out.

All plans were messed up, no matter how much she begged, she couldn't see Yanqin again.

In the midsummer of August, the morning sun is already very strong, and people feel scorched instantly when they shine on people.

Jiang Yiqiu dragged her heavy steps, walking slowly on the road, aimlessly, and the powerlessness that came from her heart made her extremely tired.

The red sedan followed her for a while, and the people in the car got impatient, pressed the horn twice, and overtook her in front of her to stop her.

"What are you doing with this expression? I really mean it this time! You can't speak and you are timid, so I thought I should just go out and settle the matter earlier. Parents don't have to worry so much. Anyway, we both look the same , as long as we have the same dress from childhood to adulthood, even our parents can't tell who is who, I don't know what kind of Yanqin is, it's like having a sharp eye, two words can see through me!" Jiang Yi Dong is also aggrieved.

Dad was so tired every day when he came home, and she felt distressed when she saw it.

Otherwise, she would not have interfered in this matter at all.

Who knew it would be self-defeating?

"Jiang Yidong, we are not children anymore, we have already passed the age where we can make mistakes willfully. Regardless of your good intentions, a mistake is a mistake, and no reason can be an excuse. Just like when I did something wrong, I have to It's the same as bearing the consequences." Jiang Yiqiu looked at the irritable and annoyed woman, feeling more helpless, "I'll settle this matter myself, okay?"

Jiang Yidong opened her mouth, the woman's almost begging tone made her chest tight, and she lost her usual eloquence for a while.

Finally she got in the car and left depressed.

Watching the flamboyant red car leave, Jiang Yiqiu squatted down under the metasequoia on the roadway as if all her strength had been spent.

The shadows of the trees are whirling and the sun is dappled.

Jiang Yiqiu looked up under the shadow of the tree, staring blankly at the skyscraper not far away.

Yan's headquarters building is majestic and majestic.

In the bustling city of the capital, the Yan family is like a skyscraper in front of him, a huge monster.

How could it be possible for Yan Qin to be so simple to be able to serve as a deputy director in a place where ordinary people can't get in?

Knowing how dangerous this man is, why didn't she think about it and provoke him?

I thought I was ignorant, and gave myself a bad breath.

Little did they know that such a reckless move would bring disaster to the family.

Jiang Yiqiu smiled wryly, then bit her lip, her eyes turned firm.

After standing up, he walked towards Yan's Building again.

She can't make her parents pay for her mistakes.

The Jiang family must not disappear like the Li family.

Jiang's enterprise is the painstaking effort of my father for decades.

In the vice president's office, the secretary's voice came from the inside line next to Yanqin again, "President Xiaoyan, Miss Jiang is here again, Miss Jiang."

The man didn't move his eyes, "I don't see you."

"Miss Jiang said that she is Miss Song Sining's English teacher, and she wanted to ask Mr. Xiaoyan to make a home visit." Although he tried his best to hide it, the smile on the other end was still suppressed.

The pen in Yanqin's hand rested heavily on the paper, leaving a somewhat abrupt black ink scratch.

home visit?

Jiang Yiqiu's mind turned quickly.

Knowing this reason, he will not refuse, and only for this reason, he will not refuse.

"I will have dinner in the restaurant downstairs at twelve noon and tell her that she has ten minutes."

After getting the answer, Jiang Yiqiu breathed a sigh of relief, and it was done.

Although it is not very open and honest to do private affairs in the name of a student, but at this time, she really has no other choice.

Under the strong suppression of the Yan family, the Jiang family could not last long.

There are many high-end restaurants around the building. Jiang Yiqiu was not sure which restaurant Yanqin would eat at. To avoid mistakes, she simply stayed in the lobby on the first floor of Yan's.

It was more than an hour before twelve o'clock, and she was not idle. She took out a pen and paper from her carry-on bag and began to write and draw on it.

Yanqin only gave her ten minutes, she couldn't just say nothing, she had to think about how to impress that man in advance, and ask for forgiveness.

Jiang Yiqiu immersed herself in writing the confession letter, unaware that the "home visit" had spread widely in Yan's building.

It is true that Yanqin is usually a very strict person in the company, and he is too deserted, and there are few incidents for employees to gossip about.

Now that Miss Jiang's home visit was exchanged for an interview opportunity, the employees naturally talked about it, and there were many people secretly poking around to watch the excitement.

"Dare to pull the flag of the little princess of the Yan family, I don't know whether to say she is brave or stupid, but that is the Yan family's Nilin." The receptionist glanced at the woman sitting in the waiting area, and said with a sigh.

"I guess there's no way around it. Didn't you see that the one in front was kicked out? Xiaoyan never gives a chance to meet, and the Jiang family's affairs can't be turned around. How long can the Jiang family last in this current trend?"

"That's what she caused herself. Xiaoyan can always beat anyone?"

"Second Young Master yelled everywhere, saying that Xiaoyan always had a big swollen bump on her head!"

The two receptionists looked at each other, pretending to be busy, then lowered their heads and laughed non-stop.

Xiaoyan is always called the flower of Gaoling in the company. It is unimaginable for such a cold and noble person to have a bag on his head.

Just thinking about it makes me laugh.

At five past twelve, a man stepped out of the special elevator that went directly to the first floor.

Suits and leather shoes, broad shoulders and long legs, gold-rimmed glasses on the face dilute the sharpness of the eyes, at first glance elegant and gentle.

Even so, the invisible aura exuding from him cannot be ignored.

When he heard the elevator ding, Jiang Yiqiu immediately raised his head, then packed the paper and pen and stuffed them into the bag without saying a word, and trotted to the man, "Mr. Yan, I am Jiang Yiqiu."

The man just glanced at her indifferently, walked out of the lobby without saying a word.

Seeing this, Jiang Yiqiu didn't dare to talk too much, and followed him step by step.

The man has long legs and walks at a leisurely pace. Jiang Yiqiu has to speed up his pace to barely keep up.

From the lobby to the restaurant, and then to seat selection, the process took fifteen minutes.

During this period, the two of them didn't exchange a word.

Where the man could not see, Jiang Yiqiu knocked on her head angrily.

It's normal for a man not to speak. He is a creditor and has the right to put on airs.

But she is in debt! On such occasions, she should speak first, admit her mistakes, make amends, curry favor, whatever.

Those who are in debt must act as if they are in debt.

She clearly listed a bunch of points to say on the draft paper, but when she really stood in front of someone, she couldn't say a word.

Jiang Yiqiu hated her clumsy mouth very much at this moment.

"What to eat?" The man said suddenly, his voice was deep and mellow, very nice.

Most importantly, without being half-aggressive or condescending.

Jiang Yiqiu raised her head in a daze, and only when she met the man's eyes did she realize that he was talking to herself.