In the evening, Jian Yan gritted her teeth and drank a bowl of porridge under Cheng Huan's "gaze".

While he was going to the kitchen to pack his things, Jian Yan went to the bathroom and vomited in a dark place.

She is in good health and has no hidden diseases. She just couldn't stop feeling nauseous when she thought that these foods were cooked by Cheng Huan.

It may be psychological effects.

Recently, Jian Yan is extremely mentally ill and has a weak condition. It’s nothing if she gets anorexia.

Cheng Huan looked at her pale face coming out of the bathroom, frowned helplessly, and hesitated for a few seconds, and ordered a takeaway with his mobile phone.

Jian Yan didn't take a few bites of takeout.

She was wrapped in a blanket and leaned against the bed and was distracted. She had too many things in her mind now and it took some time to slowly sort it out. Just as she was thinking, her phone suddenly rang.

As soon as she turned on the phone, she called Xu Yuan before her partner's phone call.

First, I gave a few normal greetings. Gradually, the partner expressed the key points in his words and intentionally gave up the shares in his hands, with a 50% discount on the market price. As for the reasons, the partner said that his parents were far away in the south and wanted to be with him forever.

This reason is very sufficient, and Jian Yan did not refuse, just said to consider it.

To be honest, Jian Yan had thought about buying out the shares in her partner and taking back the entire company. This idea was to buy out the shares of her partner and take back the entire company. However, the risk was too great. Although her company was a small-scale company, it involved too many problems. The simplest one was 50% off the market price, which was also a considerable expense.

Most of the funds in her hands are on the company, and some of the existing ones are definitely not enough to pay for the partners.

Not long after, the bedroom door was pushed open and Cheng Huan walked in from outside.

In midsummer, the room was air conditioned and was neither lukewarm nor hot. He had just finished taking a shower and only wore pajamas, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, strong chest muscles and straight legs.

Jian Yan only glanced at her and then moved her eyes away.

Then, she felt the bed sink, and then, Cheng Huan climbed over and pulled her into his arms, "It's okay to be angry with me, but don't joke about your body. You still have to eat food, do you understand?"

His tone was light, but he exuded a sense of majesty.

Jian Yan's body tensed, trying to move away from his arms and pull a little distance away.

Cheng Huan still hugged her waist tightly and pulled it into his arms a little more, "Whose call did you just answer? Is there anything wrong?"

Jian Yan moved, "You heard it?" She felt her cell phone was monitored by Cheng Huan before.

Cheng Huan looked at her leisurely, and his fingers teased her soft hair, "Isn't it short of money?"

He didn't explain or admit it.

But these four faint words have given accurate answers from the side.

Cheng Huan took the phone from Jian Yan's hand, pressed the phone off again, threw it away from the bedside table, and turned off the desk lamp. He hugged her and lay down on his side, "I will send someone to deal with these things, you don't have to worry about them, and the company will always be yours."

Jian Yan was slightly stunned, "...what does it mean?"

"Your partner wants to transfer shares to his hometown. I will pay for the shares to buy them back. This will help you keep the company, and help your partners get out of trouble and go home early."

"You pay?" Jian Yan captured the point.

"Don't you want to use my money?" Cheng Huan looked at her and kissed the tip of her nose lightly in a dark look.

Jian Yan felt chills and subconsciously shrank back, and blurted out the words of refusal, "No, no need."

"Your is still mine, is there any difference?" Cheng Huan held her slender arm, and suddenly it looked like Jian Yan usually stroking a cat. In her pampering movements, she couldn't feel any warmth. "I've been with me for so long, and you haven't cared about anything. I'm so sorry for you..."

Jian Yan's heart seemed to be punched by someone, and the pain made her almost breathless.

Can you imagine it?

It is normal for one party to treat him sincerely and treat him as his boyfriend and his future husband with a close look.

But the other party has regarded her as a love from the beginning, just wanting to clear the money and not owe each other!
Chapter completed!