: Forgive you

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This sentence, the imaginable space is too large, can not help but make people think more.
However, Ling Xiaoya couldn't say anything. She insisted on divorcing Zhang Xingyun and drove him out. No matter what Zhang Xingyun did, she didn't have to consider her feelings.
What's more, here, He Huiyun takes good care of him, looks beautiful, and the men and women are in the same room, and it's no big deal to sparkle.
The man had more desires. When he was with her before, he didn't know how he endured ...
"Let's go, we won't give it away." Zhang Xingyun pushed the woman out without waiting for her to speak.
Ling Xiaoya is still thinking about how to apologize to make him forgive, which has already stood outside the door.
She remembered Zhang Xingyun, being punished at the gate, should she do the same?
There was a moment of hesitation, but the desire to apologize prevailed.
She turned around and slowly knelt at the door.
From small to large, Ling Xiaoya did not kneel for others, not even Ling Guangyao.
"Brother Zhang, what kind of hatred do you have with Ling, you have to treat her like this?" After Zhang Xingyun pushed Ling Xiaoya out, He Huiyun was a little angry. Anyway, Zhang Xingyun was too much.
"Whatever she did to me, what I did to her, is this fair?" Zhang Xingyun sat leisurely on the sofa, without any trace of shame.
"No, I have to go to see Mr. Ling." Even if it's not the boss, Mr. Ling is also a girl. Being treated like this, I'm really worried.
However, she opened the door and was stupid.
Mr. Ling kneeling at her door? !
She pinched herself violently, thinking that she was dreaming, that the character who was like a goddess on weekdays was kneeling at her door? What ... mean?
She doesn't have any deep contacts with President Ling, let alone she is the boss. Even if it's really something, you don't need to kneel down.
But this is my own home ...
Wait, there is a person in the family besides myself.
He Huiyun turned his head differently and looked at the man smoking on the sofa.
Ling is always kneeling to Brother Zhang ... but Zhang Xingyun didn't seem to see it.
"Mr. Ling, you get up!" No matter who she kneels on, it's really weird to let Big Boss carry it at her door.
Ling Xiaoya broke the woman's hand, "It's okay, you don't need to control me."
"Brother Zhang ..." He Huiyun couldn't persuade Ling Xiaoya, so he had to ask Zhang Xingyun for help.
But Zhang Xingyun didn't even give a look, "Ling always likes to kneel on the floor, what do you care about her?"
Faceless, people thought he didn't care, but he knocked his tail in his heart.
Zhang Xingyun is definitely the first to make this woman kneel on the ground and apologize.
Before, there was only a man kneeling in front of her, where would the present scene appear?
However, Ling Xiao Yaken knelt here, which shows that she is really confessing, it is also a good thing.
But Zhang Xingyun thought so, He Huiyun didn't think so, "Brother Zhang, you can't let Mr. Ling kneel down, you go and get her up!"
No matter how big the mistake is, the president of the hall has knelt down for you, why are you still holding on?
"She wanted to kneel ..."
"Are you going!" He Huiyun was really angry.
Zhang Xingyun had no choice but to stand up and walked to Ling Xiaoya, "You get up."
"Did you forgive me?" Ling Xiaoya looked up to Zhang Xingyun, hoping to get his affirmative answer.
Zhang Xingyun sighed helplessly, "Mr. Ling, although I don't care about anything, but even if I was stabbed, it will still leave a scar after it is okay.
After Zhang Xingyun finished speaking, the hope in Ling Xiaoya's eyes darkened, and he lowered his head again, not looking at Zhang Xingyun.
"This doesn't blame me, she can't get up on her own." Zhang Xingyun gave up his hands helplessly.
Seeing these, He Huiyun also had a headache, but she knew that it was Zhang Xingyun and Mr. Ling, but she still thought it was because of expulsion.
"Brother Zhang, President Ling has fired you, and I have my share. You can't blame her all. You have to pull President Ling up, or you don't want to sleep!" It's so stiff.
Zhang Xingyun's mouth twitched, would he have to sleep on the streets again?
"Ah, you get up, I forgive you, and don't mention it again in the past."
Zhang Xingyun actually really forgave Ling Xiaoya. He had forgiven her when he felt that Ling Xiaoya was truly aware of his mistake.
But something must always have a process.
So he didn't go back with Ling Xiaoya, the most important thing is that it is a shame to go back now.
After Ling Xiaoya left, He Huiyun felt that there was a problem. If it was really because Mr. Ling expelled Zhang Xingyun, Mr. Ling did not have to find this to apologize to Zhang Xingyun.
If the manager fires his employees, he apologizes if he makes a mistake. At most, he can invite others to go back. Where is this used?
But apart from this reason, she really can't think of any relationship between Zhang Xingyun and President Ling.
"Brother Zhang, you honestly tell me, do you have anything to do with Ling?"
"I didn't tell you, are we classmates?"
Zhang Xingyun really told He Huiyun about this matter, but she didn't believe it.
Looking at He Huiyun's distrust, Zhang Xingyun said helplessly, "Ah, actually, she was my girlfriend before."
"Brother Zhang, can you compile a reason for reliability?"
He Huiyun didn't believe this sentence at all.
I knew you didn't believe it, but I already told the truth.
Alas, women, it is really difficult to understand.
...
When Wilson came out of Ling Xiaoya's office that day, he had been soaking in the bar and kept getting drunk.
But the more you want to get drunk, the more sober you are.
This is the first time he has never failed in so much time after he is not as good as business.
Wilson stared at Ya'an, who was supposed to fall into the abyss, and was still walking up step by step.
The first time I tasted the feeling of frustration.
"That's Wilson?"
"It's him, who is a wizard in the business world, I think he made it himself."
"Yes, didn't he publicly defame Ya'an? But look at Ya'an now."
"..."
Wilson ignored these sounds automatically, or he was numb.
At the time of Ya'an stock limit, Wilson had already begun to hear such a voice, and never stopped.
The anger from the beginning to now numbness is evidence of his fiasco. He did not win Ya'an, nor did he get the woman he loved, and even lost his reputation.
Oh, anyway, he is no different from a dead person, right?
It ’s not long before that ghost-faced woman will come to take her own life, right? In this case, it is better to come to a happy one.
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