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Teng Yiyang tried his best to reduce the meeting time and ended the meeting early.

Secretary Yang followed behind her Boss, occasionally hearing pleasant humming along the way.

He felt that the Boss in front of him was a completely different person from the one that had been crushing the backbone of each department. If he was given a rose, he would look more like a retarded brat who was rushing to a date with a girl.

Eh, stupid brat? Why did he think of that word to describe Boss? Don't let the Boss find out, or he'll be kicked off to Africa to dig coal!

Teng Yiyang walked to the door and coughed lightly. He tightened his tie and turned to ask the person behind him, "Is there anything wrong with the clothes?"

Secretary Yang immediately shook her head and flattered him. "The CEO is handsome and elegant. She has a noble temperament, and among people, she is like a phoenix, elegant and graceful …"

Teng Yiyang laughed and scolded, "You talk so much. Scram!"

Secretary Yang chuckled as she rolled away.

Teng Yiyang opened the door and looked at the sofa.

He looked around but didn't see anyone. Could it be that they were in the lounge?

Teng Yiyang opened the door of the lounge softly. It was dark inside, and the quilt on the bed was still the same as it was yesterday.

He turned on the light and there was no one there.

Did he go to the washroom?

Teng Yiyang sat back down at his desk and pulled his tie. Thinking back to how he specially fixed his clothes to meet her, it was really funny. Since when did he, a dignified Young Master Teng, become so careful? He had to wait for her to come back like a vile woman from the palace.

Eh, Teng Yiyang, oh Teng Yiyang, you've fallen, fallen!

However, he did not reject this feeling.

He waited for half an hour.

Faintly sensing that something was wrong, he immediately took out his mobile phone and called Ji An'an.

The other side picked up quickly.

Teng Yiyang exhausted his patience and asked directly, "Ji An'an, where did you go?"

Ji An'an touched the tassels on her bag and replied indifferently, "I'm on my way back to my old home."

Teng Yiyang was surprised for a moment, and then flew into a rage, "Didn't you say I would drive you back? "You actually took advantage of my meeting to sneak away without saying a word!"

Ji An'an moved the phone away a little and waited for him to finish speaking before putting it to her ear. "I left a message for you, it's on the table."

Teng Yiyang frowned as he scanned the table, and finally saw a piece of paper under the pen holder.

He took it and looked at it.

I'll go back to the old house first. Ji An'anliu.

Just a few words!

Teng Yiyang was furious, "Even if you left a message, you still wouldn't keep your promise! Did I allow you to leave? I allowed you to go back? "

Ji An'an was also angry, "Teng Yiyang, I'm not your plaything, and I'm not your personal item. Why would I need your permission for everything?! Don't be so selfish and conceited! "

Teng Yiyang laughed angrily, "Good, good, good. Yes, that's right, I'm selfish! "I'm too arrogant!"

He slammed the phone down on the table.

He stood up, walked back and forth with his hands on his hips, and said while gritting his teeth, "How dare you complain first about my selfishness!"

"In order to accompany you, I tried my best to compress the time on my hands. I'm afraid that if you get hungry, I won't forget to order food for you during the meeting. Is this how you repay me?"

"Ji An'an, you're the most selfish person!"

Teng Yiyang grabbed the piece of paper and crumpled it into a ball before throwing it into the trash can.

Suddenly he sat back, his elbows on the table, his hands in his hair.

There was always a way for her to tear down his pride.

These days, no matter how carefully he took care of her, he would always be ignorant and ungrateful to her.

Sometimes she would talk to you normally, sometimes she would turn away from you as if you were a stranger.

It was like riding a roller coaster, exciting!

Teng Yiyang sat quietly for a while. He raked his hair, then his gaze fell on the trash can. He closed his eyes, stood up and found the paper ball from the pile of waste paper.

After returning to his desk, he spread out the paper, carefully smoothed it out, pointed at the signature with his finger, and spoke with a tone of defeat that even he did not realize, "Tell me, what should I do with you?"

Teng Yiyang picked up his phone and looked at the name of the caller ID. After a long time, he still pulled back and dialed a number.

"Drink at night. Are you free? "Alright, see you at the old place."

Teng Yiyang hung up the phone, picked up the note paper and walked towards the bookshelf. He took out one of the old, yellowed notebooks, touched the cover and put the paper inside.

Ji An'an had been hung up by him, muttering to herself. If she was capable, she would have hung up already.

She had purposely left during his meeting, so as not to cause any unnecessary trouble. She had also casually used the paper to write a message.

The taxi driver saw her helplessness in the rearview mirror and laughed. "Did you quarrel with your boyfriend?"

Ji An'an shook her head. "It's not a boyfriend."

The taxi driver understood. "Then he is your husband."

Ji An'an wanted to shake her head, but the two of them had yet to go through with the divorce procedures and were still legally married.

Seeing that she was silent, the taxi driver smiled and said, "Your husband has a fiery temper, but I can tell that he still cares about you."

He didn't expect that the taxi driver would hear it too. It was all Teng Yiyang's fault for shouting so loudly.

Ji An'an pouted. "He doesn't care about me. He's just too manly."

The taxi driver laughed. "It's normal for youngsters to be a bit impatient. If you guys had reached my age, you wouldn't have done it."

Ji An'an shook her head. "It's not the same. He's just like that. We can't get along with him."

The taxi driver smiled gently. "You are still young, and your lives have only just begun. You need to get used to each other in all aspects. Being together is a form of fate, giving each other a chance to get to know each other better." "When I was young, that old woman often quarreled with me. I was already used to it, but now, she even quarreled with me before I left in the morning. When I went back in the evening, she made me a favorite soup on the table."

Ji An'an said enviously, "That should be because you often let her off the hook, Uncle."

From the taxi driver's tone, it could be seen that although the taxi driver criticized his wife, his eyes were filled with love and adoration.

The taxi driver's wife was proud because she knew that the other party would let her win. However, she knew the limits of what she could do, so she didn't think too highly of him.

The taxi driver laughed. "Actually, when I was young, I didn't know anything. I was full of vigor and wanted to compete with her for victory or defeat. But then I realized, so what if I win?" "My life is too short. I will be satisfied if I can make her more happy."0

"You're all so happy." Ji An'an said sincerely.

The taxi driver chuckled happily. "You guys know how to do it too. Having fun when you're young is also a type of happiness."

Ji An'an smiled but did not reply. She did not want to tell her master that they were about to get a divorce.

When they were almost to the old house, the taxi driver received a phone call. His voice was gentle and full of smiles.

After hanging up, he arrived just in time.

"It's a call from my wife, telling me to pack up early and go home. I just happen to have finished taking your order and I'll go back later to buy her a bunch of flowers. I find that the older she is, the more she likes this kind of flashy stuff."

Although the taxi driver despised him, he still prepared to go to the flower shop.

"I wish you all happiness." Ji An'an got out of the car and waved at him.

After the car had gone far away, Ji An'an looked away.

She also hoped that she would be able to meet the right person.

Teng Yiyang's arrogant look flashed across her mind. With a cold expression, she quickly walked towards the door.

It couldn't be him!

His temper was too bad, too bad!

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