Lin Wei did not expect to see Ana Shen in this way again.
Three years ago, he left a word of "I'm sorry" and a wad of cash at the Singapore Airport and lost contact with him ever since. Three years later, she became the frustrated deputy financial director of Xinghui Technology. She was ostracized by her boss, forced to get married by her mother, and swallowed pills alone in the office late at night over old bad debts.
And he suddenly turned into a listed consultant who had returned from a top international investment bank. He was cold, powerful, and resourceful. He was the "savior" invited by her boss Sangu Maolu.
When they met for the first time, he nodded politely to everyone, but his eyes passed over her without any emotion, as if she was just an insignificant background.
Lin Wei told herself: This is the best. Business is business, that's all.
But at the Jie Feng Banquet, the table was full of dishes, all of which were her favorites.
Alex smiled and said to her: "I asked him what he wanted to eat, and he always said anything, but everything on the menu was someone's favorite."
She didn't ask who that "someone" was.
When she was drunk, framed, and isolated in a late-night conference room in Bincheng, he would always fall from the sky, bringing with him the hangover medicine he had prepared, a complete chain of evidence, and that understatement but as important as a thousand words -
"I protect my core members."
She thought that the defense she had built was impenetrable, but in that werewolf killing game, she was easily broken through by his secret code with a look and two taps on her fingertips.
——He still remembers.
- He never forgot.
The long road to chasing my wife
