Boss' Childhood Sweetheart Wants To Fuck Me

33. The evening primrose flowers blooming in the dark

The evening primrose flowers blooming in the dark
 

Lin Xinian was immersed in her busy work again. Her life seemed to be back on track. It was no different from usual. She worked diligently every day to do her job well. She dared not be negligent. After a period of adaptation, she was able to receive customers on her own and successfully signed several contracts.
    Although she sometimes encountered a few difficult customers, what gave her more headaches was the deliberate difficulties from Du Anqi most of the time.
    She always had an inexplicable hostility towards herself. She smiled in front of Han Qianqian and pretended to show her kindness in giving many pointers to her as a newcomer. In private, she showed all kinds of disdain for her. As long as she made the slightest mistake, she would make all kinds of sarcastic remarks: "Why are you always so clumsy? I really don't know what means you used to make Sister Qianqian make an exception and promote you from the Human Resources Department? So what if Sister Qianqian likes you, you are nothing in my eyes."
    Faced with her deliberate provocation, Lin Xinian just said lightly: "At least no matter how incompetent I am, I can be regarded as on an equal footing with Sister Anqi. I just want Sister Qianqian to like me and do my duty well. As for other things, I don't have any ideas."
    Du Anqi's eyes turned cold: "Huh, Lin Xinian, you are really capable. You mean you don't take me seriously at all? Who do you think you are? One day, I, Du Anqi, will make you go back to where you came from." After that, he turned and left, as if he could no longer bear to stay with her for a second.
    Lin Xinian also knew that it would be no good to go against her, but her blood-spattering look really made it impossible for her to go against her conscience to please her.
    If it were Ziqi's personality, he might have rushed up to her and started a fight. Imagining Du Anqi being taught a lesson by Ziqi and kneeling down to beg for mercy, Lin Xinian felt secretly happy, and after feeling happy, she became even more shameless to face Du Anqi's various provocations.
    In addition to Du Anqi, there was another person who bothered Lin Xinian, An Mufeng.
    Now they work on the same floor, and they can see him coming in and out of the office every day.
    Every time they see him coming to work, she and her colleagues outside will politely shout: "Hello, President."
    He always nods gently in response.
    He gives people the feeling of being like his name, like a spring breeze. Sometimes looking at his gentle and handsome face, he is more mature and restrained than before. The little boy who pulled her to run in the flower field in her memory seems to have become a dream woven deep in her memory.
    She often stares at his departing back in a daze, and then silently asks herself in her heart, did he really exist?
    Once, no matter how fast or far he ran, he would always turn back to find her. No matter how hard she cried, as long as he was there, she could always laugh.
    Since when did she only look at his back again and again, and then he was getting farther and farther away from her?
    She still remembered his name, his appearance, and his smile when he looked back inadvertently, which softened her for a long time.
    He was the moon in her heart, allowing her to see the light and feel the warmth even when she bloomed in the dark night.
    She had the courage to come to An's and to his side, because she knew that was her brother Mu Feng, but she could swear to Zi Qi that brother Mu Feng would never forget her, but she still couldn't deceive her heart.
    In fact, she was worried and hesitant. She was afraid that she would be the only one who foolishly kept the promise every time, and the person who promised her had long been taken away by the long river of time.
    Brother Mu Feng, Xiao Yan will always be here waiting for you, waiting for you to look back at me, waiting for you to recognize me.
    Lin Xinian was able to treat these with a normal heart, but the person she didn't know how to face was Huo Tianchen.
    (yuzhaiwu.Work)
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    the more you restrain, the more you miss--