eways: "Come on, Miss Jian, what are you waiting for I'm ready to post on WeChat."I'm sure everyone who heard the news of Miss Jian's release from prison must also miss you very much."Wait," Jian Tong...During the day, Xi Chen came to find her for the key. He didn't say a word, took the key and left, yet she felt like a piece of trash. He couldn't even tolerate someone with an eight-year-old's mind.

The ringtone of a mobile phone, in the quiet carriage, rang out urgently.

She reached out and took it.

"Come have a drink... erm... I'll have some alcohol, you can have tea."

Hearing that familiar voice, Jian Tong unconsciously relaxed her tense emotions. A hint of joy appeared on her delicate face: "Good. The old place"

"Well, the old place. I'll be waiting."

The call ended, Jian Tong put down her phone, turned the car key, hesitated for a moment, and then craned her neck to glance at the brightly lit window of the apartment upstairs.

One lip quiver, heart hardened, slammed the gas pedal... shouldn't have softened her heart, don't go softening her heart, he was home, wouldn't run away.

The car stopped at a club, and the valet led them to an elegant private room.

Here, have a seat, some newly arrived Pu-erh tea.

"Dream Sister is so thoughtful. She knows how much I want this." Jian Tong wasn't at all reserved. He walked into the other room, put down his bag, took off his jacket, and sat down.

"Busy bee, Wonder Woman, how are you doing lately"

Su Meng said, as she poured tea for Jian Tong.

Jian Tong smiled: "Dream Sister, just say what you want. Calling you a busy person and a strong woman all the time makes me uncomfortable."

"Alright, alright, no more kidding around," Su Meng got straight to the point. "I heard something."

"You said."

"Xiao Heng, do you remember"

Jian Tong lowered her eyes, her expression unchanged: "The eldest son of the Xiao Group, right"

Hearing the tone of Jian Tong, Su Menghe and the others immediately understood that the other party was unwilling to mention Xiao Heng.

As expected, that incident from back then is still a thorn in my side.

"Yes, that's him. He's been seen frequently at nightclubs lately,"

Before Su Meng could finish, Jian Tong gently said, "Xiao Dashuai has always been a player. It's not surprising."

Su Meng heard this, her eyes flickered, in the blink of an eye, she guessed Jian Tong's thoughts, and chuckled lightly:

"Well, you're clearly out of the loop." Su Meng twirled her wine glass lightly and let out a disapproving "tsk tsk." "Hey, I'm talking to President Jian here, CEO of a publicly listed company. It's not good that your information is so unequal,"

Jian Tong did not respond, sipping tea and waiting for Su Meng's next words.

A few days ago, I saw Xiao Dashi at the Dong Huang.

It's not strange that Xiao Dashao frequents the flower gardens, but if he were to be seen with Lu Mingchu, the CEO of Lu Group, wouldn't that be surprising

Jian Tong's drooping eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly: "What did you see"

"You know, I'm the boss's person, I've been working for the boss for many years. "

Compared to Shen Er and the others, I am naturally inferior.

But a woman's sixth sense has always been very accurate.

Sumeng abruptly put down the wine glass in his hand, with a soft "bang" against the table. His eyebrows shot up, and he looked at Jian Tong with solemn focus:

"Did the boss have an accident"

Jian Tong was caught off guard, his hand trembled, scattering tea leaves. A few drops of the tea water splashed onto the table. Su Meng's gaze followed downwards, finally landing with a cold gleam on those scattered droplets of spilled tea.

Don't talk nonsense.

Jian Tong said softly.

"Child, you know me. I've been frequenting nightclubs for a long time now. You yourself have been there before, so you know best of all - people who can stay in that dazzling place are the most observant."

Su Mengyi pointed at Jian Tong: "You, you can't fool me."

Jian Tong hung his head, his hands still cupping the teacup, unmoving. Time seemed to stand still.

Su Meng did not press further, but her eyes burned with intensity as she stared at Jian Tong opposite her.

For a long time

"Nothing."

Jian Tong remained unmoved, saying calmly.

She trusts Sumeng, but she can't risk it with that person.

Just a moment ago, she had a clear realization in her heart—she was unwilling to take a risk on him, not even a little bit.

She trusts Su Meng, and if it were her own business, she could tell Su Meng honestly.

But she wasn't willing to talk about that person.

She no longer wanted to admit it, but at that moment, she had also clearly realized—she could hate him, blame him, and even seek revenge against him, but she couldn't let him be in danger.

Su Meng did not pursue the question.

After a moment's thought: "Little one, I just want to tell you. Lu Mingchu is not a good person. Xiao Heng has always looked at Lu Mingchu with disdain."

In the social circles of City S, it's common knowledge that Xiao Family's eldest son and Lu Mingchu don't get along. They can't stand each other.

"Boss... it's been a long time since he's appeared in public."

Jian Tong's eyelids jumped, a hint of caution in her eyes. She raised her gaze, looking at Su Meng with a hint of suspicion... Even Su Meng had begun to notice something was amiss, so what about Old Master Shen

That shrewd old man probably already has his doubts.

She gave Su Meng one last lingering look, but just then Su Meng changed the subject:

“The boss saved my life.”

She chuckled softly, her hands clasped and resting on the table. Her eyes held a distant gaze as if lost in memories, “Boss has done so much for me,”

I, Su Meng, am not a white-eyed wolf.

Before I met you, I had never disobeyed my boss, not a single word or order. But with you, I'm all surface obedience and secret defiance.

"Do you know why"

"Dream sister, you once said that I'm like you back then."

Su MENG's lips curled into a wry smile: "Yes, you are like me back then. It's not that I'm helping you, but rather that I'm helping myself."

I help you, it's like helping my younger self, even though I know very well that my younger self wouldn't be able to change those things just because of what I'm doing now.

Jian Tong, I hope you are happy.

Just as I hope that I from years past could be happy.”

Jian Tong had never seen Su Meng look so heartbroken. He couldn't help but feel pity for her.

"The boss actually cares about you, he just doesn't understand what feelings or love are. He..."

"Mengjie!" Jian Tong suddenly interrupted Su Meng, gripping the teacup tightly in her palm: "If you invited me here today just to relax and chat over tea, I'm very grateful.

Besides, I don't want to hear any of that.

"

Her face was as white as paper, and her eyes were filled with pain: “He...he is the calamity of my life.delicate makeup and high heels, walked towards Jian Tong, her face trembling: "It really is Jian Tong, the legendary figure from Shanghai in those days. But," the woman wrinkled her nose, "how did you...