Cold-hearted young master and revenge bride

He turned and walked out of the cave alone. The top of the mountain in winter is bleak and everything withers, just like his heart at the moment. At the moment, he hated himself more than ever. Why, he wants to leave here, why, he wants to revenge Yiwan, why, he wants to make a contractual couple with a woman like Liu Yan.

In the final analysis, all the misfortunes and injuries suffered by Yiwan are his fault. He hit hard on the rock of the cave with his hand. The sharp rock cut his hand, but he hit it one by one, as if it was not flesh and blood. It seems that only such pain can make his heart feel a little happy.

He raised his head and yelled to the vast sky, "Yiwan, where are you? Where are you? "

Pathetic voice, whirling on the top of the mountain for a long time

Xu Jia can see the tall and straight figure standing in front of the large landing window of the office through the hidden door of the president's office. The sunlight outside the window shines in, plating a warm halo on his back.

It's a good time in March, but, I don't know why, looking at the back, even in such a warm sun, it also makes people feel desolate and lonely.

She pushed open the hidden door of the office and walked over gently. He didn't know what he was thinking. His thick black brows were habitually frowning together. For three years, she felt that his brows never seemed to stretch.

She sighed a few can not be heard, but it quickly startled him. He looked back and saw that it was her. He went to the chair from the window and sat down. He asked, "Xu Jia? Have you been in for a long time? "

Xu Jia was embarrassed and stroked her hair. Just now when she saw him standing there in a trance, she forgot to knock on the door and came in. Her face was slightly red and she explained, "sorry, Mr. Qi, I don't think your office door is closed. I forgot to knock on the door."

Qi Aozhi didn't like it. On the contrary, he caught a faint smile: "Xu Jia, although I am your boss, we are also friends. In front of me, don't be so careful."

Xu Jia's heart warms. They are friends. Yes, they are friends. It's just, it's just friends. But she was grateful to him. In her heart, he was her great benefactor. Three years ago, he sent her to further study. When he came back, he let her enter Hengyue to become his secretary.

He helped her along the way from being a wine girl at the bottom to becoming a white-collar worker in a big company. His love for him had already taken root and grown into a big tree, but he just buried it in his heart, never daring to show half of it.

Three years ago, Lin Yiwan was kidnapped, and there has been no news since. Three years later, Xu Jia saw Qi Aozhi's crazy search, his yearning, and the pain and despair he couldn't find

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Seeing Xu Jia's silence for a long time, Qi Aozhi couldn't help asking.

His words interrupted Xu Jia's thoughts. Xu Jia raised his head, breathed a sigh, and said with a embarrassed smile to Qi Aozhi, "Er, Mr. Qi, these documents need to be signed and issued immediately."

Having said that, she stepped forward and put her papers on Qi Aozhi's big desk. Qi Aozhi lowered his head and said nothing more. He just began to examine the documents carefully.

Often at this time, Xu Jia always involuntarily focused on Qi Aozhi's side face. He has a very three-dimensional side face, like marble relief, high bridge of nose, firm chin, deep eye socket... Three years have not left any traces on him, but because of the vicissitudes of his brows, he has more mature charm.