Chapter 226

Ling Qianqian watched the cart disappear in front of her and silently turned to walk outside the hospital. Chen Nan is taken care of by Ouqi. She should be fine. She's not needed here. Now it's time for her to consider her future. Ou Yufan said that the house they lived in before would be left to her, but Ling Qianqian didn't intend to.

She and Ou Yufan have already agreed to buy her for 10 million a year. Now it's not half a year. Strictly speaking, she still makes money. Although Ling Qian needs money, it's not her thing. She won't want it. Although she didn't want the house, she had to go back and pack up her things. Ling Qianqian returned to her "home" with Ou Yufan in the car!

As soon as he entered the door, the familiar scene made Ling Qian's nose sour, and tears swirled around his eyes. Looking at everything familiar in front of her, the dining table and sofa are still placed in the original position. That's what ou Yufan put back after she moved the sofa and dining table without authorization last time, but she didn't have the strength to put them back.

There are half a bag of rice in the kitchen, all kinds of spices on the cabinet, and some vegetables in the fridge. These are bought by ou Yufan. Since they live in, ou Yufan will cook when he has time. Ling Qianqian saw ou Yufan cooking in the kitchen and ran over excitedly. When did he come back? Didn't he say he wanted to break the relationship between them? Is he kidding her?

"Yufan?" Ling Qianqian ran to the kitchen, but there was nothing in front of him. The kitchen was quiet. Ling Qianqian's mouth pulled out a bitter smile. It turned out to be her illusion. Can't she leave him now?

Looking at everything familiar in front of her, Ling Qianqian returned to her bedroom. They had woken up together in this big bed for countless mornings, but now she really should wake up. Dreams always wake up. She shouldn't live in dreams anymore.

Ling Qianqian came to the cloakroom again. It was originally a guest room, but it was transformed into a cloakroom by ou Yufan. There were his and her clothes hanging inside. Ling Qianqian's hand brushed those fine clothes, as if he could still feel his temperature. Finally, Ling Qianqian turned and came to the women's side, where there were two rows of clothes, all bought by ou Yufan for her.

There are some brands she can't name, but you don't have to ask. They are all designed by famous experts. You can know that they are valuable only by looking at the texture. In fact, ou Yufan is also very kind to her and has never treated her badly in life. Finally Ling Qianqian came to the corner, where there were two sets of clothes she had brought before.

When Secretary Zhang came with the stylist that day, she once wanted to throw away her previous clothes, which was left by Ling Qianqian. Although these two clothes are not expensive, they are the most suitable for her identity. She is not a rich lady. Ling Qianqian always reminds herself of this in her heart, so she can't adapt when the aura fades.

Ling Qianqian took out a suitcase and put in his two sets of clothes. As for those bought by ou Yufan for her, none of them moved. These things don't belong to her. Just stay here. Ling Qianqian went back to the bedroom, packed his things, and finally took out a card from his pocket and put it on the table.

This is the card given to her by ou Yufan. Ling Qianqian doesn't know how much money she can take out. She took out 200000 when she saved Zhang's mother, the manager of the planning department. Besides, she never used it again, and she doesn't intend to use it again in the future. After all this was done, Ling Qianqian returned to his bedroom, lay on the big bed that had slept for an unknown number of nights, and looked at the night outside the window

Downstairs, ou Yufan looks at the light turned off in the room and knows that Ling Qianqian has fallen asleep. He really wants to rush up, even if he doesn't do anything, just look at her, but he can't. I took a deep breath of smoke, the flickering fireworks lit up from time to time, and countless cigarette butts were piled on the ground outside the window

The next morning, Ling Qianqian was awakened by a door bell. Rubbing his bleary eyes, he came to the door. When he opened the door, he saw Secretary Zhang, smiled and said hello: "Secretary Zhang, it's so early. What's up?"

Secretary Zhang looked at Ling Qianqian awkwardly and put a file bag near him. "Miss Ling, this is the divorce agreement that President Ou asked me to give you."

Ling Qianqian looked at the file bag and remembered that Ou Yufan told her yesterday that she would send a divorce agreement today. Holding the heavy file bag in his hand, he took out the agreement hard, which drew up a large number of terms. Ling Qianqian's nose was sour and his eyes became dense again.

Ling Qianqian was not in the mood to read the above terms. He took the pen handed over by Secretary Zhang and quickly signed his name on it. He returned the agreement to Secretary Zhang and said in a choking voice, "well, I've signed it. And this card, please hand it over to ou Yufan. This is his." Ling Qianqian gave the card that Ou Yufan gave her to Secretary Zhang.

"Well... Goodbye, Miss Ling. If you need anything in the future, you can come to me at any time." Secretary Zhang took the card and said politely.

"Well, thank you, but there won't be that day." knowing that Secretary Zhang was just polite, Ling Qianqian reluctantly smiled and said faintly.

Looking at Secretary Zhang leaving, Ling Qianqian picked up her bag and went out. She had to find a new house and a new job. Although she doesn't want the house, she has to live here for a while until she finds a new house. As for the magazine, she doesn't want to work there again. After all, it is also a magazine under the Euclidean group.

After these days, Ling Qianqian also wants to change her job and mood, so she doesn't plan to be an entertainment diary anymore. She also worked in Euclidean group for some time before, and she studied finance in college. Maybe it's good to find a company to be a small white-collar worker.

In the morning, Ling Qianqian ran to several companies, but all he got was to go back and listen to the news.

"Hey? Isn't that Mrs. ou, who sold herself for a year for $10 million? Originally, I almost really believed that there were sparrows changing into Phoenix in the world. I didn't expect that sparrows are sparrows after all, and they can't become Phoenix."

"I made ten million in just a few months. How can I come to our company to find a job?"

"You're really stupid. Now she's dumped by President ou. Of course, she has to find a home quickly. Maybe it's for the boss of our company. This kind of woman has a deep mind."

Ling Qianqian listened to these sarcasm and shook her head helplessly. She has listened to such words countless times since she was in the hospital yesterday. Although I'm still very sad every time I hear it, I'm numb when I listen more. It was as if she had committed some heinous crime. She really didn't understand what her business had to do with these people? Is it worth talking about?

"Miss Ling, our company doesn't have a young and talented president like President ou. But if you like, I can also provide you with an opportunity. Just make a statement in advance that I have a family. If you like, we can communicate privately." the business manager opposite looked at Ling Qianqian with an obscene smile.

"Sorry, I'm not interested. Bye." Ling Qianqian looked at each other's eyes as if she wanted to see inside through her clothes, which made her feel sick. He stood up and refused the old rascal directly, turned and walked out.

"What's more, it's just a smelly woman who sells herself for money. It's your honor for me to see you, and I don't want to be ashamed." a voice disdained by the business manager came from behind

Ling Qianqian knows that contractual marriage will bring her all kinds of trouble. In addition, she has no work experience. It is normal to have such a result. But she was not discouraged and believed that she would always find a job.

At noon, Ling Qianqian came out of a company again. Ou Yufan's interview was on the big screen at the corner. Dressed in a black Italian handmade suit, he is still so tall and straight. His firm and stylish face always wears a modest smile. He looks calm and calm.

The angel beside ou Yufan was wearing a fire red dress, and her waist looked a little loose. Ling Qianqian knew that it was because she was pregnant, and her waist was thick. Angel was holding ou Yufan's arm with a happy smile on her face.

"Thank you for your concern for us. Yufan has divorced. He said he would take good care of me and our children..." angel smiled brightly on the big screen and answered patiently in the face of reporters' questions.

Ling Qianqian looked at this scene and felt another pain in his heart. In the future, they will live happily together, and she is doomed to be alone. Move your eyes away from the big screen and Ling Qianqian steps to cross the road.

In the afternoon, she also made an appointment with several companies to go for an interview. It's still far from the next company. Ling Qianqian doesn't have time for lunch at all. Holding a bread in his hand, he was ready to eat while taking a bus.

"Qian Qian." a familiar voice came from behind.

Ling Qianqian body a meal, this voice she will never forget. Slowly turned around, looked at each other, politely and alienated, and said, "Bai Ziqiang, what's the matter with you?"

"Qianqian, I know about you. Shall we find a place to talk?" Bai Ziqiang looked at Ling Qianqian with eagerness in his eyes. Since he knew that she had only a contractual relationship with Ou Yufan, his heart rekindled hope again. He also saw the report on the big screen just now. Now her relationship with Ou Yufan has been dissolved and they can be together again.

"I don't think we have anything to talk about. As for what happened to me, it has nothing to do with you. Bye." Ling Qianqian said coldly and turned and left.

"Qianqian, don't do this, OK? I know you're not willing to talk to ou Yufan. I don't care if you've had a relationship. As long as your heart is complete, Qianqian, shall we start over?" Bai Ziqiang grabbed Ling Qianqian's arm and said eagerly