Qu Yan turned his head and looked at the pile of materials on his desk, knowing that he still had a lot to do now.

So she put down the letter and tried to delay the process of watching it.

However, picking up the information, she couldn't help thinking of the letter in her mind.

For a while, she couldn't calm down, and looked at the information she should read carefully.

After trying for a while, she gritted her teeth, dropped the stack of materials in her hand, gritted her teeth,

"Just look at it, is it possible that Ji Zhuoran can still put a bomb in the letter?"

With that, she opened the letter.

After a while, she saw the words on the letterhead.

His word.

"Xiaoyan, see Xin'an, sorry, I sacrificed you at that time, I always thought we would have a long future, and we can always make up for it in the days to come, but the mistake has been made, and I can't hide it.

Xiao Rui has always been a hurdle between us. This is far from what I imagined, but it has become a reality. I am sorry for my waywardness and inconsistency to you at the beginning, but give me another chance. I can’t change my selection either.

I only hope that you can be happy in the days to come and forget the pain of the past. If it is not necessary, I will not disturb you again. Of course, if you still need help, you can tell Kobayashi. I will not refuse your request. good luck. "

"Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!" Qu Yan raised his hand and tore the letter into several pieces after reading the letter.

What use is he saying these things now?

She raised her hand, trying to throw the torn letter paper into the trash can. As soon as she raised her hand, she found that her tears were falling on the back of her hand.

Immediately, she covered her face and finally wept bitterly...

She hasn't cried like this for a long, long time.

At this time, she suddenly discovered that from the beginning to the end, she didn't want a divorce, but Xiao Rui could come back.

But Xiao Rui couldn't come back, so she had to divorce.

Because looking at that man again, the pain in her heart will become deeper and heavier.

His presence reminds her all the time that one of her two children is not by his side and the other is not in the world.

Finally, Qu Yan cried enough.

She took a long breath of relief and wiped her face, only to realize that her face was dry because of crying too much.

She got up and went to the bathroom.

As soon as she entered the bathroom, she heard the voice of two female employees discussing in the cubicle.

"Hey, did you hear that? After Manager Lin came here today, President Qu cried, crying so hard."

This time Qu Yan cried very badly. The assistants outside the office heard her cry. The secrets spread quickly in the office, and other employees naturally knew about her situation more or less, so they started discussing it like this. NS.

"Really? I heard that she suffered from postpartum depression before. For this reason, she couldn't raise her baby, and her people were not normal. At Xia Dong's birthday party before, she actually said in public that she would divorce Ji Shao. Now that she has finally left, why is she still crying?"

"I regret the divorce, Ji Shao is such a good man, I must marry him and I will not want to separate from him. Mr. Qu is also the author. Such a good man pushes outside. Now, he looks at that on the surface. Looks like, I wonder how regretful I am."

The sounds of gossip kept piercing into Qu Yan's ears, and the memory of being poked in Qu Yan's spine once again resurfaced in her mind.

In the past, she might have endured it, after all, at that time, she was lighthearted.

Besides, Qu Yan knows that it doesn't make sense to embarrass those employees by himself.

But this time, Qu Yan said,

"During work, please don't talk about things that are not related to official business. It doesn't matter what you say after work. Don't be a moth in the company, otherwise, I won't let you go."

As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her hand with a handful of water, washed her face, and then walked out of the bathroom.