Yan Group.

"Sister Li, this is the information you asked me to sort out. I have sorted it all out. If there is nothing else, I will leave first." Xia Changyue piled a thick document on Lin Li's desk.

No matter how Lin Li made things difficult for her, she endured it.

Squeeze all the time and strive to complete all the work during off-hours.

Not waiting for the surprised Lin Li to recover, she quickly picked up her bag, rushed out of the Yan Group, stopped the taxi, and reported the hotel's address.

As soon as I arrived at the hotel, I walked straight towards Yang Muya's room.

First she knocked on the door and found that there was no one inside. She immediately turned and walked towards the coffee shop she liked to stay in.

As soon as I entered the cafe, I found Yang Muya sitting by the window, with exquisite eyes, looking far away indifferently.

Like being lost...

Xia Changyue was startled. The next second, he walked towards her, stretched out his hand and opened the chair, and sat opposite her.

"Ms. Yang, what a coincidence, we met again." Xia Changyue said hello with a cheeky smile.

They all say that they don't hit the smiley with their hands. She smiled so sweetly, shouldn't Yang Muya just drive her away?

"I remember you lost yesterday and promised me that you won't appear in front of me, little girl, don't you have the basic integrity of being a person?" Yang Muya frowned when he saw Xia Changyue who reappeared in front of her.

"I only promised not to show up at the door of your room yesterday, and didn't promise, I won't wait for you outside, so it's not a word of trust." Xia Changyue had already finished the draft and explained it for herself without thinking.

To Shang Yang Muya's sullen gaze, she quickly added, "I promise, as long as you don't want to listen, I will never mention the Yan family consortium."

"..." Yang Muya looked at her, but was silent, noncommittal.

Quietly drinking tea, as if Xia Changyue in front of her did not exist.

Xia Changyue was ignored and didn't worry, so she sat quietly with her, while secretly looking at Yang Muya.

I caught a glimpse of her pale face and wanted to ask her if she was uncomfortable, but was afraid of disturbing her, so she kept silent.

Recalling how she was angry yesterday, Xia Changyue was still a little afraid, stretched out her hand and rubbed her wrist that had been blackened by her, and then looked up at Yang Muya.

The dark circles under her eyes were obvious, as if she hadn't slept all night.

Is it because of her story yesterday?

Xia Changyue tilted his head, thinking seriously.

Yang Muya asked her yesterday who told her that story. She didn't remember it at the time, but only vaguely remembered it. It was a long time ago...

Arrived early, when she should have been a little girl.

She remembered that she had a favorite story book, which was placed beside her bed. Every night before going to bed, her father or mother would sit by the bed and tell her stories.

She heard this story for the first time. Who on earth told her?

Xia Changyue's small brows tightened slightly, and the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't remember.

It took too long, she only remembered that she had heard this story more than once, so she was very impressed.

Later, when she met Yan Chengchi and made up her mind to take him down, she had done all kinds of weird things.

As long as it can attract his attention, telling him a story is nothing.

Later, this story about happiness became her memory of Yan Chengchi, so much so that she forgot who exactly told her this story...