Falling back to gl

The total length of the audio is more than half a minute, it is relatively short, the sound is not loud, part of the content is cut off, there is no unnecessary noise in the background, and every word and sentence can be heard clearly.

The voices of the two involved are quite recognizable, especially the one with a low tone, it is not difficult to tell who it is.

When the progress line reaches the end, the small dots on the screen slowly move from left to right, and stop automatically when they move to the end.

The playing sign turned into a vertical triangle, and the dialogue came to an abrupt end, but the lingering rhyme did not end with the end of the audio.

Something unexpected, didn't expect it to be this.

Nanjia still maintained the posture of just opening the message, and it was too late to take back his hand. After listening to it all at once, the whole person was still motionless, with only half drooping thick eyelashes, a pair of amber eyes seemed to be unable to turn, and the gentleness in the eyes gradually faded away. , replaced by low, suddenly covered with a layer of light gray.

A serious secretary would not post such a message, and there is no reason to do so. You don't need to guess who is behind the account.

Besides Miss Shao, there could be no one else.

It is the one who can do such a reckless thing, it is completely reasonable behavior, in line with the paranoid and vicious nature of the other party, once he has a goal, he will do everything possible, and if he doesn't get it, he will stop. Has been biting and not letting go.

The accounts of the Sun family hadn't been settled that time, and these days they have been trying their best to be a monster again, and it's really more and more time after time.

Nanjia has experienced Shao Yubai's methods many times, and this is the second time recently.

Focusing his eyes on the mobile phone and staring at it indifferently for a while, Nanjia blinked coldly, his eyelashes fluttered up and down, and then he moved.

Click Back to exit the recording file and go to the chat interface just now.

No reply, as if you never received this message.

Tap and hold with your fingertips for two seconds, a prompt box will pop up, tap "Delete" and confirm.

Erase it, clear out the boring stuff, and turn a blind eye to the deliberate provocation there.

After finishing all this, Nanjia restrained his expression and put away all the performance that shouldn't be there.

Inadvertently, all actions were done in one go, neat and decisive from beginning to end, just like being found the last time.No matter how much Shao Yubai provoked him openly or secretly, he treated them all coldly.

But if he could maintain his composure on the surface, so as not to get angry at the unreasonable news, the blood on Nanga's lips also faded a lot, turning pale in a few breaths, and even the softness that was so hard to condense in the morning instantly faded away. Annihilated, all of a sudden there is no dregs left.

That night at Sun's house, a group of people were on the second floor where they were negotiating, and Shao Yubai approached Nanjia before going downstairs to find Ji Cen'an.

Shao Yubai was outspoken, and he spoke harshly in person, but his face was calm and calm, and there was no abnormality, as if he was reminiscing with Nanjia and exchanging greetings, and the whole process was full of superficial smiles.

Approaching Nanjia, Shao Yubai whispered, "She doesn't belong to you..."

Nanjia asked: "What does Mr. Shao mean?"

"It's so inconspicuous, can't you see it?" Shao Yubai put his elbows on the balcony railing and looked down.

Nanjia frowned, repelling such close encounters: "Mr. Shao can speak directly."

Shao Yubai also pointed out: "I want to snatch her back."

Nanga glanced at each other.

Afraid that she wouldn't understand, Shao Yubai pointed to the location downstairs, raised his chin in the direction of the front hall, and said softly, "Ji Cen'an, grab her."

The occasion was wrong, and he didn't have the heart to refute and argue with him. Nanjia remained silent and didn't answer a word.

"It was supposed to be mine, not yours." Shao Yubai took it for granted, "I used to get into a fight with her, but I didn't think about it, and when I got angry, I gave it to you, and I always pushed people to you. Now I understand It’s okay, I’ve figured it out, and I always regret it.”

"Oh."

"I made a special trip to find her this time."

"Mr. Shao will do as long as he likes."

"Actually, I searched for it two years ago, but I couldn't find it. It was only a few days ago that I found her here."

Nanga said, "Yes."

Shao Yubai: "I thought she wouldn't return to City Z this year, so she might have to hide for a while."

Nanga: "Not very clear."

"Aren't you looking for her too?" Shao Yubai asked, knowing everyone's current situation very well, "She can stay, thanks to Mr. Nan."

Nanga whispered: "Her decision has little to do with me."

"But I still have to thank you. You have worked hard to take care of Mr. Nan for so long." Shao Yubai smiled, with the attitude of his own family, and spread out all the details, "And if it weren't for Mr. Nan, you won Uncle Yang, An An would not will show up."

The corners of Nanjia's mouth were tense, but he didn't recognize this.

Shao Yubai had already seen through the whole situation, and said frankly: "I also looked for Uncle Yang, and asked him to have a talk."

Nanjia: "If you don't understand these things, that's your business."

"I didn't say anything, don't worry." Shao Yubai assured, with a relaxed face, "Don't worry, Mr. Nan, I won't tell the truth. I only know about this matter, and no third person knows."

Nanjia still looked like that: "It has nothing to do with me."

Shao Yubai nodded, and split the innermost essence with one stroke: "Why are you in such a hurry to get rid of it, lest she find out that you are deceiving?"

"..."

"It seems so."

Nanjia's red lips parted and closed slightly: "I don't understand Mr. Shao's words, I don't quite understand."

Shao Yubai chuckled: "Mr. Nan, you are a smart person. I can't compare to you. I didn't even think of this trick. If I knew that An An and Yang Kaiming were in contact, I would have checked him too. Unfortunately, I was with Yang Kaiming before. I'm not familiar with you, I don't know the relationship between you very well, and I missed a lot."

Nanjia said: "Boss Shao is joking."

Shao Yubai: "I still should thank you."

"No, I didn't do anything."

"Better than me anyway."

Nanga was speechless.

Shao Yubai brought the conversation back on track again: "She stayed with you for two years, and I don't mind. After all, it should belong to me in the future. I also hope that Mr. Nan will be successful and stop tying her up."

"..."

"The little girl is young and energetic, and sometimes she can't tell her heart clearly. When she is impulsive, she always has to hit the wall a few times in confusion before she can remember. But after going around, she will still go on the right path in the future, and will not always take detours."

These words were too harsh to listen to. Nanjia squinted and asked, "How did Mr. Shao determine that it was a detour?"

Shao Yubai asked back: "Isn't it?"

Nanga: "This is something she has to ask herself."

"So..." Shao Yubai responded, smirking slightly, resting his right hand on the railing, propping his chin up and pondering for a while, seeming to have found a reliable argument, then he asked in puzzlement, "If it's not a detour, then why didn't she come back?" I was looking for you and didn't notify you when I left? Or was it because I cared too much and was afraid of hurting you, so I disappeared for so long, and you need to do everything possible to trick me back?"

……

Compatible with the direct verbal provocations at that time, Shao Yubai still grasped people's hearts, did not conceal his true intentions, only picked the key parts to reveal one by one, and exerted force wherever there was a taboo between them.

This audio was also premeditated. On that day, it was seen that Nanjia could still bear it. He pretended to be silent for so long, and then resorted to other methods.

Nanjia sat for a long time, and put another document on the phone.

Block what you don't want to see and bury it at the bottom.

There was an open signature pen at the corner of the desk. It was slender and heavy, with a pure black appearance. It happened to be placed next to the document.

When pulling out the paper, Nanjia didn't pay attention, and the pen rolled to the empty space, and then fell to the ground with a bang, falling half a meter away.

Nanjia looked at the sound, but did not respond to catch it, letting it fall straight down.

There is a carpet underneath, and the moment the pen touched the ground, some ink splashed on the carpet, staining it with color.

A few black dots are scattered scattered, which looks eye-catching and abrupt.

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On the second floor, Ji Cen'an sat in front of the computer all morning without taking his eyes off the screen for a moment.

The drinks that were delivered earlier were all untouched and hadn't taken a sip.

The ice in the cup had long since hung up, only a layer of wet water droplets hung on the wall of the cup, which condensed and formed a ring of water on the coffee table.

The man stopped after finishing the task on the computer, flexed his wrist a little, got up, walked out the door and went to the first floor.

After all, he went to the study and knocked on the door silently.

Zhao Qihong stayed in the living room, saw her coming down, and wanted to find the study, so he gave Aunt Yang and the others a wink, telling everyone not to come near the study.He also walked away, giving the place to the two young men.

There was no answer in the study, Ji Cen'an didn't wait, he turned the handle and opened the door to enter.

At this time, Nanjia had already got up from the chair, and only then stood in front of the bookshelf to search for something.

After closing the door and locking it, Ji Cen'an went over.

Nanjia still made his own, Shi Shiran took out a book, took a look at it, opened it, and stuffed it back.

Ji Cen'an just stood there until he found the pen on the carpet, then stooped to pick it up without saying a word, and closed the pen cap tightly.

But instead of putting the pen back on the table, he handed it over to the owner.

Nanjia's attention was all in the middle of the bookshelf, and when she came to her side, she whispered: "When did you come here last night?"

Ji Cen'an Shicheng: "A little more."

"How did you come back?"

"Take a taxi."

"one person?"

"Yes."

Nanjia asked: "Didn't you decide to leave, why did you change your mind after arriving there and come back temporarily?"

Ji Cen'an replied: "I didn't decide to leave, I just went out for a while."

Still refusing to pick up the pen, Nanga turned sideways and opened her lips bluntly: "Who did you meet at University Z last night?"

But Ji Cen'an didn't answer seriously, and insisted on passing the things forward, letting them continue first.

Nanjia refused: "Put it there, the table is behind you."

Ji Cen'an said, "Take it."

Nanjia hung his arms: "Put it on the table, don't give it to me."

The person in front of him was stubborn, and took another half step forward, as if this thing was something that must be accepted and could not be refused.

The bookshelf here stands in a triangular area against the wall, and the side is also a shelf full of books. The passage in the middle is less than one meter long and narrow.

They were trapped inside, and Ji Cen'an stepped forward again and again, which was equivalent to blocking Nanjia inside, giving no room for avoidance.

"Just throw away the 26th birthday gift I gave you?" Ji Cen'an looked straight into Nanjia's eyes and asked in a breathless tone.

Nanjia stood still: "I didn't throw it away, I just dropped it."

"That would at least pick it up."

"Someone will come in and clean up."

Ji Cen'an's words were a little heavy, and the hot air he exhaled was scalding.

"The nib broke."

Nanjia was calm and composed: "You can send someone to repair in the afternoon."

The two of them had already reached the wall, and there was no retreat behind them.

Ji Cen'an blocked in front, Nanjia didn't hide, they faced each other, and their low and low breaths almost became entangled.

Ji Cen'an gritted his teeth and almost squeezed out a sentence: "No, it won't be the same after it's repaired..."