The happy life of crossing

Chapter 113

The office building of Lanyao Group is a landmark building in this city. Today's Lanyao is much more mature than that of her previous life. It is no longer just an IT company for software development. As Lanyao continues to grow, it has annexed Huiji, the largest local real estate company, the hotel chain Feiying, and several large shopping malls in Lushi. Even the Huo family's property, Baiming, is now Blue It is owned by the Yao Group, and Huo Mingxuan's net worth is also rising. It can be said that in the entire Lu City, no one can compete with him in terms of power and financial resources. point.

When Xia An'an was about to arrive at the downstairs of Lanyao Group in the taxi, he happened to meet a lot of luxury cars approaching, and the driver had to pull the car aside to let these cars pass first.

"This is President Huo's convoy." The driver explained to her in an envious and solemn tone, "We have to wait for a while before President Huo's convoy leaves."

In fact, Xia An'an didn't listen to his words. When the row of expensive luxury cars stopped at Lan Yao's gate one after another, when Huo Mingxuan got off the second car, her eyes were firmly attracted by him. up.

He was wearing a well-tailored suit, with luxury and taste spreading in every detail of the clothes. He was tall and tall, and the clothes made him even more tall and straight.

Surrounded by a large group of people in the same suit and leather shoes, he walked towards the entrance of the ornately decorated Lanyao Group with elegant and steady steps.

He exudes a noble aura that strangers should not enter, and every part of his body reveals a cool sense of distance. He is like the bright moon on the stars of the Ling family. He shines brightly and attracts everyone. Everyone's attention, but he is so lofty, so that everyone can't catch up.

Although he still had that stern face, and even though every part of his body was exactly the same as the Ming Xuan she had been with day and night, this man was not her husband, not the husband she loved and missed, he was so far away He is so far away that she can't even catch her eyes. He is not him, he is not the one who has had entanglements with her, he is not the one who married her, and he is not the one who will tolerate her making trouble in his arms. It wasn't him who still loved her no matter what she became.

He has nothing to do with her, there is no entanglement between them, there is no intersection.

She didn't doubt that Huo Mingxuan in another life had always loved her, because they had so many entanglements, because they were husband and wife for so many years, but what about Huo Mingxuan in this life?They have nothing, they are just strangers!

Looking at that man who is as dignified and majestic as the stars and the moon, he becomes so unattainable, he is not the Ming Xuan who will love her, cherish her and protect her.

He is different from Ming Xuan in another life, different!

Huo Mingxuan liked her from the very beginning, but the only one she liked was the one who regarded her as a treasure, never left her for so many years, silently raised their children, no matter what she did, he gave him full support, when she needed her most At times, he didn't hesitate to pull down Ming Xuan who was acting cute and cheering for her.

And this Mingxuan, there is nothing between them!

"Miss is here, get out of the car."

The driver's words brought her back to her thoughts. Xia An'an wiped away her tears, and looked at the majestic, gorgeous and rich Lan Yao, which was isolated from all the coldness in front of her. She smiled wryly, "Go back the same way."

Xia An'an bought a house in a medium-grade residential area. Although it was only sixty to seventy square meters, the price was still very reasonable. Back then, after she had a car accident, she couldn't dance and was forced to drop out of school. She got the prize money from the dance competition and paid the down payment for several endorsement fees she received, and the mortgage she owed was all paid off only a few years ago.

This is only based on the fact that after she had a car accident, an anonymous well-meaning person paid for her expensive surgery, otherwise, she might not even have a permanent residence now.

However, it's good to have such a house that only belongs to her. At least there is a place to hide when you are sad, like now.

Xia An'an just wanted to go back quickly, get into her tortoise shell quickly, and completely release her sadness and unwillingness.

After getting out of the car and walking a few steps, she heard someone calling her name behind her. Xia An'an's heart tightened when she heard this thin, domineering and arrogant voice.

Turning around, she saw Jiang Xiaoqi coming out of the big red car parked across the street.

Today, she was wearing a bohemian long dress, her long hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and her forehead bangs were pinned up with a pair of sunglasses. She was so fashionable and beautiful, and she was defeated in an instant.

She still remembered that in another life, that day when Huo Mingxuan accompanied her to the class reunion, when she found out that her husband was the founder of Lanyao Group, Jiang Xiaoqi's face was full of unconcealable envy, anger, unwillingness and helplessness, but now, Her eyes are so arrogant, her expression is so gloating, looking at her is like looking at the most pitiful and ridiculous person in the world.

It was different from how she could greet her generously and politely when facing her in another life, because with such a fat body, she immediately felt ashamed when she was dwarfed by her.

"What's the matter?" She tried to calm down and asked her.

Jiang Xiaoqi crossed her arms and walked up to her with haughty steps, looked her up and down with disdainful eyes, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, I just heard that you resigned when I went to the hotel kitchen to look for you today, so Come and see you."

Xia An'an took a step back subconsciously, and looked at her expressionlessly, "Then, is there anything else?"

"Alas..." She sighed with feigned regret, "An'an, as an old friend for several years, I still have to advise you, don't worry too much about yourself in everything, look at what you look like now , being a cook is already pretty good, maybe you still want to be a salesperson or a hotel waiter, these jobs all depend on appearance, you, you are still suitable for the kind of kitchen full of oily smoke, noisy and rough, you Resigning on such impulsiveness, I am afraid you will starve to death."

(End of this chapter)