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It was a cloudy day and the sky was gray like a sponge soaked with water. The ringing phone interrupted Song Mingjian's thoughts. The front desk girl timidly reported: "Director Song, there is a Miss Zhao Xin'er that wants to see you."

When Song Mingjian heard this name, he instinctively frowned. He was really shameless, how could a woman not have any sense of self-respect? He just said two words coldly, "I won't."

The front desk girl seemed to be arguing with Zhao Xin'er. After a few minutes, she reported: "She said that she won't leave until she sees you."

Song Ming knocked his forehead impatiently and angrily shouted: "Anyone who dares to let her into the company, scram!"

Hearing Song Mingjian's heartless words, Zhao Xin`er's mind went blank. How could her Ah Ming become so heartless? Wandering at the company's front door, looking at the brilliant office building. No, she won't go.

Song Mingjian wouldn't see her, right? Then she would stand guard at the door. With such sincerity, he didn't believe that Song Mingjian wouldn't be moved.

There were no resting chairs for dozens of meters around the door, and Zhao Xin'er was too embarrassed to sit on the ground. After standing for a short while, his calves started to ache, and a layer of fine cold sweat started to seep out from his forehead. Hold on, she told herself.

It was almost noon. Zhao Xin'er was tired and hungry, and her stomach was aching. Abandoning it or continuing it, the two thoughts clashed fiercely in his mind. If he were to leave now, all of his previous efforts would be for naught. Ah Ming, are you that cold-hearted? I don't believe you can't see me from upstairs.

A group of men dressed in suits and leather shoes walked out from the main entrance, with Song Ming's sword impressively among them. Even under the escort of a group of young talents, he still had an extraordinary demeanor and held the limelight all by himself.

Her lips moved, trying to call out to him. Song Ming's sword shot a quick glance at her. His face was expressionless as he left while conversing with those people.

Song Ming got on the car and sent a message to Ou Shihao: "Make a huge picture of me and Xiang Ling and put it at the door of the company."

When Ou Shihao received the message, he immediately arranged for the staff of the Advertising Department to take action. Two hours later, a few giant sketches were published. With a single glance, he could feel the deep love between the two lovers.

Witnessing the scene of the loving couple with her own eyes, Zhao Xin'er was dumbstruck. Song Mingjian's actions were very ruthless, mercilessly using a knife to ruthlessly cut her heart.

In the afternoon, the weather turned cloudy and drizzling as the rain enveloped the world, making it seem as if the heavens were crying. Zhao Xin'er's thin body stood in the wind and rain, looking more and more pitiful.

Water was dripping off her face, and it was hard to tell if it was tears or rain. The passersby all glanced at her, and the sounds of discussion reached their ears:

"Who is this woman? Is she in debt or something?"

"Look at her pitiful appearance, it can't be that one of the men in the company isn't responsible, right?"

"…"

Zhao Xin'er clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms. Why are there so many nosy people in this world? Then, she immediately thought of the fact that Song Mingjian had always placed importance on his reputation. If she had been here all this time, then even Song Mingjian wouldn't have ignored her for the sake of his reputation.

She was in a terrible situation, a twenty-nine-year-old woman. Without the skill to earn a living, no longer beautiful, and no family background, what good man could he marry?

Song Mingjian, it was you who forced me to be so shameless.

It was cold and hungry, Zhao Xin'er's body was weak, how could she withstand both physical and mental attacks? It didn't take long before her consciousness began to blur, until she felt that she couldn't stand to walk any longer. With a stumble, she saw the leaden sky crashing down on her and her vision went dark before she fell to the ground.

After receiving the report that Zhao Xin'er had fainted, Song Mingjian did not even lift his eyes as he said coldly, "She asked for it, do not bother about her."

Ou Shihao also didn't want to persuade his. He didn't hesitate to turn around and leave, and now he wanted to relive this romantic dream again. What kind of person did he take Director Song to be?

When he woke up again, the sky had already darkened. It was already night time in the city. Zhao Xin'er got up from the ground. She was exhausted and had a splitting headache.

Zhao Xin'er waved for a taxi and returned to her dorm room, which was enveloped in a cold atmosphere. First, he changed his clothes that were drenched, then he made a box of instant noodles and hastily ate it.

After taking another hot bath, Zhao Xin'er felt better. She couldn't fall. She had to persevere tomorrow.

Zhao Xin'er felt like crying again as she thought back to the sweet and blissful images of Song Mingjian and Gu Xiangling. Lying on the bed, he sobbed for a long time. She only felt that she was very pitiful. She felt wronged, but there wasn't even someone by her side to comfort her.

Zhao Xin'er originally had a few close girlfriends, but somehow, they all left her. Women, as expected, were married and would forget their friends' animals.

Not long after she fell asleep, she had a high fever. His mouth felt like it was on fire. He struggled to get up to drink some water, but he didn't have any strength left in his body.

Feeling wronged, Zhao Xin'er hid in her bed and cried for a long time. As expected, she was a very dependent woman and couldn't not be taken care of by others.

Why was her life so unfortunate that she couldn't even obtain the happiness that ordinary people could easily obtain? She just wanted to be with the person she loved. She wasn't greedy.

Zhao Xin'er shouted a few words in an attempt to let the girl next door hear her. Her voice was too weak to carry to the next room.

Zhao Xin'er took out her phone and played a song, her voice playing to the max. She didn't believe that the girl next door could still sleep under such a loud voice.

A few minutes later, Xie Qiuli started banging on the door, mixing with her angry voice, "What are you doing in the middle of the night! Let me sleep! "

Zhao Xin'er forced herself to roll out of the bed and scrambled to open the door. Xie Qiuli was just about to scold her, but she was scared to death when she saw how inhuman she was. " "Are you sick?"

Zhao Xin'er weakly nodded and pleaded, "Save me."

"Xie Qiuli thought for a while and finally agreed." I'll take you to the hospital. " She helped Zhao Xin'er to stop a taxi on the street with great difficulty and sent her to a small hospital.

Xie Qiao Li didn't think much of it and paid all the fees for Zhao Xin'er. By the time she finished, she was yawning. He wanted to ask Zhao Tie'er when he would return the money to her, but she was already fast asleep.

Anyway, she lived next door to him, and he could pay her back anytime. Who wouldn't have an accident when they were out?

As soon as Xie Qiuli left, Zhao Xin'er opened her eyes. She was pretending to sleep just now to avoid Xie Qiuli asking her about the money.