The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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This is called evil.

He Xiyan sighed heavily, without too much sadness or gloating expression on his face.

Although Li Qin used to scold her often and looked down on her, it was pitiful to hear that she had become half a waste. Suddenly a person who thinks that she was so proud and faced before must suddenly become so psychologically shocking.

But of course she wouldn't go to see her. She didn't owe her anything at Mo's house, and now it has nothing to do with it.

He Xiyan patted Wu Xiaomin's shoulder and said lightly:

"Xiao Min, I won't go. Take good care of her."

Wu Xiaomin was a little surprised, "Are you really not going?" Even if it was in the face of Mr. Mo.

"Yes." He Xiyan smiled sorry. "I have other arrangements today. I'll talk to you another day. Go ahead."

After speaking, He Xiyan turned away and got into a black car not far away.

She is very grateful to those who have been good to her, such as the teachers, neighbors, and aunts who have helped her. If they are in trouble or sick, she will help and visit them, but for those who have never been good to themselves, regardless of It ’s relatives or people who used to be close. They really did n’t care if they were dead or alive.

Maybe people's feelings are mutual. There will be rewards if you give something. If you do n’t have feelings, you wo n’t care.

Half an hour later, the car stopped at the gate of Huayang Twin Towers. He Xiyan was here for the first time. Such a magnificent office building would be built by a consortium like Ye's.

When she got out of the car, she buckled the buttons on her overcoat. It was very wide and she couldn't see that she was a pregnant woman.

It wasn't good-looking, but it was better than everyone staring at her stomach.

After entering the office building, a woman in work clothes approached her and asked politely:

"Excuse me, Mrs. Ye?" Wang Xia, the secretary, asked.

He Xiyan smiled and nodded.

"Mr. Ye is still in a meeting. I'll take you to rest first." After speaking, Wang Xia made a pleased gesture.

He Xiyan followed the female secretary to the 19th floor, but she didn't suffer from the strange eyes cast by the staff here.

Everyone looked at her like an orangutan, and her eyes were full of curiosity.

Wang Xia opened an office and said, "This is President Ye's office. There is a rest room in it. The meeting is expected to end in more than an hour. You can go to sleep in it first."

He Xiyan smiled politely and thanked the female secretary, then closed the door gently.

This office is very spacious, almost seventy to eighty square meters, with gray and white as the main color, looks simple and serious. There is a set of exquisite leather sofas, as well as coffee tables and bookshelves. Is the standard office decoration style.

He Xiyan was not tired, but she came to such a workplace again. She always remembered how she used to be at work. At that time, she was also a white-collar worker. She was wearing a professional outfit. Frontline life. However, at that time, although she was busy and had some work pressure from time to time, she felt very fulfilled and could feel her value.

Now she has n’t been to work for more than half a year, and she always has children at home to have children, and she has become a housewife. She thought that she would have to go to work when she was finished and confine, and do what she wanted to do.

"Ding ..." The doorbell rang suddenly at this time.