Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

If it was just a few of them losing their temper here without letting anyone know, everything would be fine. But now, Wang Zijun heard such words. According to his relationship with Lin Zeyuan, he was slandering Lin Zeyuan's precious daughter behind his back.

This sin is no ordinary sin!

Who is Lin Zeyuan? Now Lin Zeyuan is a being that not only they, but also their elders have to look up to. Once such words reach Lin Zeyuan's ears, even if he can't bear to say it, his elders may also

He had to shed his skin to show comfort. The more he thought about it, the more frightened Feng Zhigang became. He no longer had the same aura as before. He looked at Wang Zijun blankly and was speechless for a moment.

Wang Zijun looked at the silent man standing on the side, let go of Feng Zhigang's palm, and then said to Feng Zhigang in a deep voice: "I'm very sorry for slapping you just now."

Listening to Wang Zijun's sincere apology, Feng Zhigang's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of his heart. What did an apology mean? It was equivalent to telling him that the matter could not be let go. He could almost imagine that Wang Zijun or Lin Zeyuan, because of this matter,

The matter went to his house and he came to investigate!

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. Looking at Wang Zijun's eyes, he suddenly softened. He took Wang Zijun's hand and said: "Wang..., no, brother-in-law, I should fight, my brain

I'm totally confused. I'm just talking nonsense. You teach me a lesson. It's for my own good. I...I don't dare to talk nonsense anymore! That...that, in fact, I am also Aunt Xiaobei's nephew...

"

Listening to Feng Zhigang's inconsistent explanation, Wang Zijun's anger subsided a lot. He glanced at Feng Zhigang and said coldly: "This matter will not happen again!"

"Yes, yes, I must pay attention, I must pay attention." Feng Zhigang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Wang Zijun say the final word. He nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, for fear that Wang Zijun would think that his

The attitude is not sincere enough.

At this time, Wang Zijun had no intention of staying any longer. He nodded towards Mo Qi and the others, and walked out of the club. The young people who had been standing aside honestly at this time were 30% to 50%

The crowd gathered around Feng Zhigang.

Although Feng Zhigang said nothing, Xiaoyao did not give Feng Zhigang face and learned what he said. Only then did Mo Qi and others know the ins and outs of the matter. Mo Qi pointed at Feng Zhigang and said: "You boy,

Even if you are a bitch, you still don’t think about the relationship between my brother-in-law’s family and Secretary Lin’s family. Wouldn’t it be weird if I didn’t beat you up?”

"Xiao Qi, is that really your brother-in-law?" Xiao Yao asked Mo Qi in disbelief.

"No, this is fake." Mo Qi, who was a little proud, patted his chest and said, "My brother-in-law didn't want to come originally, but in order to see me off, he came here to have a drink, but you were so

The boy ruined the mood."

"Okay, stop talking. Grandma, I regret it so much. If I knew that this old man was here, I would have said anything nonsense." Feng Zhigang also recovered from the shock. He touched himself and felt a little bit.

His face was burning, and his heart was a little trembling.

Wang Zijun was sitting in the car, feeling more and more upset. His ears seemed to be filled with Feng Zhigang's words just now. Although he said to forget it with Feng Zhigang, every time he thought of those words, his heart felt cramped.

Lighting a cigarette, Wang Zijun's thoughts continued to drift with the smoke. When the cigarette was about to burn his fingers, Wang Zijun gently put out the cigarette. He picked up his mobile phone and dialed

That very familiar number.

"Hello and Happy New Year!"

Wang Zijun was stunned for a moment. This voice was too familiar and often appeared in his dreams. People are really strange animals. They were far away in the past and she had never appeared in his dreams. Recently, she

It kept visiting his dreams, making him feel uncomfortable every time.

"Come out and take a walk with me. I'll wait for you at the door." As he spoke, Wang Zijun hung up the phone without waiting to speak. He was no stranger to Lin Zeyuan's residence, and a few minutes later, he arrived at Lin Zeyuan's home.

It's the door.

And when his car just stopped, a figure quickly flashed out from the door. That tiptoeing look made Wang Zijun feel even more pity in his heart. He opened the door and motioned for Lin Ying'er to come over.

Lin Ying'er quickly got into the car, and you could tell from her soft gasping that her heart must be a little confused. Wang Zijun didn't say anything, just drove the car and headed towards the dark direction ahead.

There were not many vehicles on the road on New Year's Eve. Wang Zijun drove the car very fast. In just a few minutes, he arrived outside a deserted park. He stepped on the brakes hard, and the car shuddered and stopped.

Come down.

Lin Ying'er said nothing since she got in the car. After the car came to a complete stop, she looked at Wang Zijun. Emotions are the product of the intersection of time and space. After time and space are misaligned,

The tacit understanding was lost, and they became awkward. Lin Ying'er's eyes were cold, and a sense of strangeness filled the two of them.

This was the first time Wang Zijun saw Lin Ying'er after she returned to China. Compared with before, Lin Ying'er seemed to have lost a lot of weight. Her waterfall-like long hair was also cut short at this time. Under her indifferent expression

, more of a mature flavor.

Growing up, Lin Ying'er, who was as innocent as water in the past, has grown up completely. The moment this thought flashed in Wang Zijun's mind, he was so full of words that he didn't know where to start. In the silent carriage, there was the occasional slight movement of the body.

There was a sound of clothes rubbing together, and both people looked at each other, but neither one spoke first.

I don't know how long it took, but Wang Zijun said with difficulty: "Ying'er, you've been really miserable these past few years!"

This sentence seemed to detonate Lin Ying'er's emotions. The joys, anger, sorrows and joys of the past few years collapsed instantly. She hugged Wang Zijun and burst into tears: "You... why did you come to see me at this time? I hate it."

You...I thought I would leave without leaving any traces or worries, but my baby is here..."

Wang Zijun hugged Lin Yinger tightly, who was curled up in his arms like a docile cat, as if he were holding a ball of fire. His last trace of reason was also burned by this raging flame. He felt that he was going to blend into this world.

In the flames, and this flame burns until the end of time.

I don't know how long it took for Wang Zijun to wake up from his madness. He looked at Lin Ying'er lying in his arms and couldn't help but gently caressed her charming face with his fingers.

"How did you get here these past few years?"

Lin Ying'er didn't speak. She just used her teeth to gently bite Wang Zijun's chest. Wang Zijun woke up from a burst of pain and felt even more guilty. He kissed Lin Ying'er deeply and kept talking.

Sorry, sorry.

"You should tell me, or make a phone call."

Lin Ying'er raised her head, then leaned her head more comfortably on Wang Zijun's shoulder, and then said with a smile: "I only had one idea at the time, which was to forget about you once I have her, but...

...But after having her, I realized that you have been integrated into my life, and I really can't forget you."

Wang Zijun originally thought that the relationship between him and Lin Ying'er was just an incident where everyone knew the process and outcome. After that incident happened, he realized that this girl had a deep affection for him and was also very hurt.

It was so serious that he went abroad to recover. After so many years, Wang Zijun thought that he could face the matter calmly. However, he knew that there was a little thing between the two of them, and that he was raised by Lin Ying'er alone.

At this time, Wang Zijun's heart still shrank tightly and he felt pain.

"How is she?" Wang Zijun finally couldn't help but ask about her, and his usually calm words seemed a little trembling at this time.

Lin Ying'er smiled sweetly and said: "She is very good, smart, healthy, and lively. My parents like her very much!" At this point, Lin Ying'er looked at Wang Zijun, and then said softly: "Previously

You've seen her a few days ago."

Wang Zijun was stunned for a moment, and then he thought of the little girl he met in the old man's courtyard. He was a little unsure and said, "Is it the little girl named Sai Sai?"

"That's her." When she mentioned the child, Lin Ying'er's face shone with motherly glory, she smiled at Wang Zijun, and then said: "I happened to go to Jiang City to do some things a few days ago, so I went back to my old house.

Went to take a look, but didn’t expect you to be there too?”

"She went to play in the old man's yard, did you know?" Wang Zijun held Lin Ying'er's hand and asked softly.

"No, I was talking to an old friend at that time. Aunt Zhou took her to play, and she ran into the old man's yard. If it weren't for this reason, I wouldn't have known you were back!"

Lin Ying'er's answer made Wang Zijun extremely grateful. In any case, that little person has an inextricable connection with himself. Maybe the last meeting was God's compensation.

"Why don't you see me?"

Lin Ying'er lowered her head in silence for a long time, then raised her head and said to Wang Zijun: "I gave her a name, Lin Siyi."

"Send me back, it's almost dawn." Lin Ying'er reluctantly said to Wang Zijun as she saw a trace of fish belly white appear on the sky.

Gently hugging the body sitting next to him, Wang Zijun shook his head: "Wait a moment, when it gets light, I will go there with you. It just so happens that I am also planning to pay Secretary Lin New Year's greetings today."

Lin Ying'er's expression suddenly changed. She looked at Wang Zijun and said with a complicated expression: "I want to go back by myself. If you want to see my dad, you can go by yourself."

Wang Zijun said no more, but his hand around Lin Ying'er's waist was a little tighter than before. After a while, he said in a firm voice: "I can no longer let you bear these things alone."

"But...but if my dad knows, then...then you should know his temper."

"If I don't even have this responsibility, how can I be worthy of you and my children? I will have uneasy conscience for the rest of my life!" While Wang Zijun was speaking, without waiting for Lin Ying'er to refute again, he used his mouth to tighten Lin Ying'er's mouth.

Tightly blocked. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to become a registered member of Piaotian Literature to recommend this work. Your support is my biggest motivation.)