Qin Youxuan nodded stiffly.

Looking at his gentle and handsome face, what emerged in his mind was his careful care in a foreign country.

In the past, it was a very beautiful word.

It will make people sigh and sigh. Those who are not grasping the past, scenes, laughter or tears can all be described in one word, called the past.

Jin Chenye quickly asked the waiter to pay the bill and pulled Qin Youxuan out of the cafe.

"You came back to China later than me. After you came back, you have to deal with the mess I made. You have never had a chance to be here, right?"

Qin Youxuan looked at the bustling streets and lined shops, and glanced sideways at the man next to her.

Jin Chenye's expression was very calm, with a slight smile aroused from the corner of his mouth, he met her gaze and smiled, "I have been here, more than once."

"……"

"I know that you are in a bad mood and like to go shopping. Every time you are angry and run away from home, I wonder if you will come here alone, so I will come here to look for you, but unfortunately, I never met."

Jin Chenye’s eyes deepened, and he looked at her, “You have changed a lot. I always thought you could not take care of yourself alone, but later I found out that maybe my existence is hindering your growth.”

"I am sorry."

Apart from these three words, she has no idea what to say.

She never thought that he, a person who doesn't like shopping, would often come to such a place, but thought she might show up.

What kind of care is it that makes him willing to find someone in the vast crowd...

Qin Youxuan's chest was tight, as if something was blocked.

"Don’t feel sorry. The last thing I want to hear is these three words. Isn’t it a matter of course that my brother takes care of my sister? Let’s go, I’ll go in and see if there are any clothes that suit you."

Jin Chenye took her hand and walked into a brand clothing store.

Qin Youxuan remembered Shan Hanjie’s warning that no physical contact was allowed, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand.

The light from the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of Jin Chenye's lonely back, and his hand stopped for an instant.

The last time, so be it.

……

Shan Group.

The towering skyscrapers can be seen on the floor of the lobby.

The president's office area on the top floor is trapped in a weird low pressure.

One after another department managers entered the president's office holding the documents, and they were scolded out of them.

For a while, everyone was in danger and didn't understand why Jie Shao had just returned from a vacation, and his temper became worse.

"A bunch of useless things, if you can't handle such a small thing, you dare to ask me, what is the use of keeping your group of rice buckets? Get out of here!"

Another angry roar came from the opened office door.

Immediately afterwards, the manager of the business department walked out of the folder with a sullen face holding the folder.

His fat face was covered with cold sweat, and when he walked to the reception area on the top floor, he couldn't help shaking, obviously scared.

"District manager, your face is very bad, are you okay?" The reception lady asked with concern.

"No, nothing..."

The district manager held the file, and hurriedly flashed after wiping his sweat, like a beast followed by a beast.

As soon as his figure disappeared, the two reception ladies looked at each other and silently exchanged the same information: Another one has been criticized, this is already the seventeenth this morning.

There were only 20 department managers. Except for the three on business trips, those who stayed at the headquarters were all killed by the group.

"Which department still hasn't reported?"