"But…" Yang Jinxuan wanted to say that he also had her in his heart.
"Brother Jinxuan, if you still see me as a friend, stop talking." Yan Zimeng's eyes turned slightly red. "Okay?" She deliberately interrupted him. She didn't want him to confess. Although she didn't like him, she didn't want to lose this rebound.
"Alright, go back and rest well." Yang Jinxuan could only nod.
Yan Zimeng turned and entered the villa.
Yang Jinxuan heaved a sigh of relief and returned to his car.
After Yan Zimeng went home to wash up, she wanted to sleep to get rid of her jet lag. However, she couldn't fall asleep at all. She flipped her phone around and looked at it.
Actually, from the moment she decided to return to China to develop her career, many companies in the country had reached out to her. However, for Nangong Jue's sake, she resolutely chose to come to Xiling City to sign a contract with Guan Hai Studios.
However, she was back and Ah Jue hadn't even replied to her messages. That had never happened before, so she panicked.
Muttering to herself, she dialed the familiar number again.
This time, after a few rings, someone finally picked up.
Nangong Jue had just finished a meeting and had lost his temper at the meeting. He had scolded the middle-level people until they almost doubted their lives. However, as soon as he came out, he heard the phone ring. He picked it up without looking at it. "Nangong Jue, who is this?"
Yan Zimeng was so excited that her eyes turned red. She didn't even know what to say.
"Talk." Nangong Jue felt angry and his tone was unpleasant. "If you don't talk, I'm hanging up."
"Ah Jue." Yan Zimeng hurriedly restrained her emotions. "It's Mengmeng. You finally answered the phone."
Nangong Jue froze. He even took down his phone to check the incoming number before putting it back to his ear. "When did you get back?" he asked as he walked back into his office.
Yan Zimeng was stunned for a moment. Her heart sank, but she did not dare to flare up. Instead, she sounded aggrieved. "Ah Jue, I sent you several messages. Didn't you read them?"
Nangong Jue remembered. "I never really read messages."
Fang Ming, who was following behind, thought, Has the boss learned to lie? He's been scrolling through his WeChat Moments on his phone every day these days… Forget it, I'll pretend I didn't hear anything.'
"It's okay, Ah Jue, but we haven't seen each other in a long time. I-" Yan Zimeng's voice was agitated.
"Since you're back, I'll welcome you at the Earl's Club tomorrow night," Nangong Jue interrupted.
"Sure." Yan Zimeng nodded quickly. "Are you coming to pick me up?" Although she didn't say "I like you", as long as they met often, she would definitely have a chance.
"I'll have Fang Ming pick you up."
Yan Zimeng felt a little disappointed, but she still nodded happily. "Then I'll wait for you." Fang Ming was his personal assistant and often represented Ah Jue.
Nangong Jue hung up and was silent for a moment. He picked up his phone and was about to make a call when another call came in. He glanced at the caller ID and pressed the answer button. "Jinxuan."
"Ah Jue." Yang Jinxuan's tone was not pleasant. "Mengmeng is back."
"I know." Nangong Jue nodded.
"What were you thinking?" Yang Jinxuan exhaled. "It was fine before, but now that you're divorced, then-"
"I don't need you to arrange my matters, right?" Nangong Jue's eyes narrowed slightly.