C1 Please Get out of My Sight

Jiang Yuan looked at the computer. Inside was a video of her customer.

In the video:

Lu Faanghann was escorted by a group of men to a black Mercedes-Benz.

On the screen, there was an extremely well-proportioned long-legged man. He appeared to be an enchanting landscape, attracting everyone's attention.

He was dressed in a formal black suit with a white shirt and a tie. His mature temperament and stylish tastes made him look like a gentleman.

Lu Faanghann got into the car and lowered the window.

The female reporter pushed her way forward and handed the microphone to Lu Faanghann. She quickly asked, "Hello, Mr. Lu. Can I ask you two questions?"

"First of all, someone familiar with the situation said that you, at the age of thirty-seven, once married and left your family in your early twenties. Is it true that your daughter is a junior in senior high school at the age of sixteen?" "Second, someone witnessed your recent frequent visits to the hospital. Are you sick?"

The security guard held the female reporter back.

Jiang Yuan watched with bated breath, waiting for the man's answer.

Lu Faanghann looked at the female reporter and slowly said two words, "She's sick."

Clearly, his answer was directed at the second question.

"Is your illness serious?" The female reporter took the opportunity to ask.

He smiled faintly. "Kidney's not good."

The female reporter suddenly blushed as she held up the microphone and watched the car drive away.

After watching the entire video, Jiang Yuan was deep in thought. Her kidney is not so good...

She suddenly smiled.

At this moment, the phone on the table rang. It was Su Bing.

"Did you watch the video that was sent to you?" Su Bing asked.

This video had been secretly sent to her by a media friend of hers. It hadn't been exposed.

"Yeah, I've seen it. It's only five minutes long. It doesn't have much substance to it." The only thing I got was that I needed to go to the hospital and maybe get in touch with Lu Faanghann. "

"Hospital?" Su Bing couldn't help but tease, "Do you really think he's sick?" "Let me tell you, for a man of thirty-seven, it's perfectly normal that his kidney isn't good. It must be because his private life is too messy."

She paused for a moment, and then said while trying not to laugh, "I watched the video and wondered who his woman was and what she did. The first time we were together, who was the one who took the initiative and played with his kidney for a long time!"

Jiang Yuan rubbed her forehead. "Forget about his kidney. It doesn't matter to me whether he loves you or not." "In any case, I plan to go to the hospital tomorrow and get a feel for his customer's needs ahead of Division B."

"..."

Jiang Yuan fought with someone for a taxi after work. Her taxi had been delivered to the 4S store for a week, and it was not over yet.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped in a building.

Jiang Yuan took the elevator upstairs. Just as she stepped out, she was surprised to see the man across from her. Her tone turned cold. "What are you doing here?"

This was Jiang Yalun's first time since he got married.

He stood there with his hands in his pockets, his face creased and cold. "This is my house, I can't come back, can I?" "This isn't my home?"

As he spoke, he stepped forward and grabbed her.

"Let go!" Jiang Yuan tried to withdraw her hand and stared at him with disgust. "This is no longer your home!"

At this moment, the elevator door opened again and a person walked out.

The three of them were all stunned.

Tong Qing glared at Jiang Yuan in disgust, her pink lips parted as she warned, "Please don't bother my husband anymore!"

Jiang Yuan felt that these words were truly sarcastic!

If Jiang Yalun hadn't married Tong Qing, she wouldn't even know about Tong Qing's existence. Even if this woman was the eldest daughter of the chairman of the corporation.

Tong Qing lived in Shenzhen ever since she graduated from high school and didn't return to Qingcheng until a month before the wedding.

Jiang Yuan still remembered clearly that a week after Jiang Yalun's wedding and honeymoon, he explained it to her like this: "If I marry Tong Qing, I can at least struggle twenty years less."

He also said, 'You're going to wait for me, for me to get divorced.

"Jiang Yalun, if your wife hears this, she'll set your life back at least twenty years." "Please get out of my sight!"

"How do you want to get lost?"

he asked, smiling at her defiantly.

Her heart was about to be broken by his smile, and she resisted the urge to cry.

She knew that she wasn't stupid, but Jiang Yalun, the adopted son of the Jiang family, the man who had been in love with her for so many years, stood firmly on two boats.

Who would bother to take care of this matter? Who would actually act as if nothing had happened?

Jiang Yuan felt wronged in her heart no matter how strong she appeared to be. When Jiang Yalun was engaged, she thought it was a prank.

Even to this day, she still could not extricate herself from this suffocating whirlpool.

Jiang Yalun took Tong Qing home to eat for the first time after their marriage. Jiang Yuan didn't sit at the table with them. Half asleep half insomnia until dawn, dripping water did not enter, after washing up directly to work.

It was a scorching day, and the heat made it seem like it was on fire.

Jiang Yuan had planned to go to the hospital, but the cabs were all against her, and none of them were empty.

He stood outside like a masochist for a long time. In the end, no one knew who he was fighting against. He didn't need a lift nor did he want to borrow anyone's car. Instead, he had to wait for an empty car of his own.