The sorrow of 60 scars

  Tang Ke Xin immediately hid behind the steel door, her hands tightly covering her mouth, her eyes welling up with tears. She thought back to three years ago when she had gotten entangled with him over a bottle of red wine for an entire night, and his disdainful gaze that she had never forgotten. Now that they had run into each other again, she would absolutely not show any mercy to herself, and she also knew he wouldn't let her off easy. Thinking this far, her heart thumped loudly, afraid that in the next second, the devil of fate would once again bare its teeth and pounce on her.

  Jiang Tiankuai gazed at the empty entrance, as if a wisp of thought was floating there.

  Ru Mo turned her head, half-smiling at Jiang Tiankuai, and softly asked: "What's wrong?"

  Jiang Tiankuai remained silent, still staring at the entrance for a while...

  Chen Manhong and Liu Yahui stood tensely beside each other, their eyes darting back and forth, afraid he would take another step forward.

  Tang Ke Xin held her breath, slightly tilted her face and listened to the situation outside.

  "Tian Kuang?" Ru Mo looked at him with a slightly strange expression again.

  Jiang Tiankuai finally withdrew his gaze, stretched out his hand, and gentlemanly helped Ru Mo turn around, silently walking forward. The high-level executives saw Jiang Tiankuai leave and followed them together.

  Chen Manhong and Liu Yahui let out a deep breath, then bowed deeply, smiling sweetly as they called out: "Farewell, President!"

  Tang Ke Xin's eyes lit up, knowing he had left, and suddenly collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

  Dong Ying watched as Jiang Tiankuai walked away, then turned around and was about to enter the walkway when Ya Hui blocked her path with a smile on her face. She hesitated for a moment.

  Ya Hui immediately looked at Dong Ying, smiled and said: "You really worked hard today, we will definitely handle the follow-up matters well. Since it's all glass inside, we are worried that you might accidentally cut your foot when you go in."

  Dong Ying remained silent, lowering his head, gazing at the glass shards on the ground. After a moment's thought, he smiled and lifted his head, looking at Ya Hui: "That's all for now. Later, send the final handling results to the CEO's secretariat."

  "Yes!" Yahu nodded immediately.

  Dong Ying turned and left.

  Yahui finally let out a sigh of relief, and the remaining Xu Zeming immediately dealt with the broken cup incident with each manager. Cao Yuqing and Chen Manhong first quarreled in secret, then scolded their employees, but did not see Ke Xin. She silently walked through the glass shards on the ground, lightly pushed open another fire door, and only then realized that Tang Ke Xin was sitting on the stairs with her knees tucked under her chin, her expression gloomy as she bit her finger, still somewhat nervous.

  Yahui sighed and came to her front, lowering her head to look at her.

  Tang Ke Xin immediately lifted her head, looked at Ya Hui and carefully said: "He's gone, right?"

  Ya Hui nodded slightly.

  Tang Ke Xin smiled gratefully and bowed her head, staring at a certain spot on the ground without making a sound.

  Yahui also smiled wryly and sat down, saying softly: "I didn't expect that something like this would happen today. After what happened to you three years ago, I haven't seen the president again. I almost had a feeling that I might not see him for the rest of my life. But I didn't think that today..."

  Tang Ke Xin turned her head, looking at her good friend and apologetically said: "Sorry...... I made you worry......"

  Yahui smiled and said: "Don't mention this. Just now it was really thrilling, if you had met, I didn't dare to think about what would have happened."

  Tang Ke Xin lowered her head and said in a low voice, "He's such an aloof person, I reckon he's already forgotten the people and things from three years ago."

  Ya Hui turned her head and looked at Tang Ke Xin, smiling and asking: "Then these three years have passed, you see him, why are you crying?"

  Tang Ke Xin's eyes gleamed with a distant light, and she instantly felt the scar on her left cheek, clinging to her face, saying: "Three years ago, all the people and things that happened, like my scars, floated in time and space, seemingly painless, but when touched, I could always feel the sadness of the scar..."

  Ya Hui listened, remained silent for a while, then deliberately raised her head and looked at Tang Ke Xin saying: "I'm telling you, you can remember anything, but don't remember that guy Jiang Tian Kuai! Just thinking about the phone call I made to him, tapping on his car window in the rain asking him to give us a ride, his cold and emotionless expression makes me angry!"

  Tang Ke Xin turned her head and looked at Ya Hui, smiling and saying: "Then did you see him just now? Did you think of kicking those two?"