Transmigrated as the Male Lead's Ex-Wife

Ye Qingning transmigrated into a melodramatic, unfinished CEO romance novel, becoming the slag ex-wife of the male lead whose tragic end was a result of her actions. To survive, she embarked on a p...

Chapter 290 Little Leaf Also Likes

Chapter 290 Little Leaf Also Likes It

The person in charge breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, don't worry, all other benefits will remain the same, and your full salary will be deposited into your bank account after the internship ends."

Jian Yan paused for a moment, then said, "Actually, I wanted to resign. I have less than two weeks left in my internship, and I still have some things to take care of at school. Besides, my job is very easily replaceable, so..."

"But my internship contract hasn't ended yet..."

“I know,” he said simply. “We can deduct the penalty for breach of contract as stipulated in the contract.”

The person in charge pondered for a moment, his mind racing. Although Jian Yan seemed to have some problems with Chen Chu at the moment, there was no guarantee that there would be more entanglements later.

Adhering to the principle of leaving room for maneuver so that it's easy to meet again in the future, the person in charge smiled and spoke gently.

"No need for that. You're still a student and so outstanding. Wuyu Entertainment has always valued talent. I can make the decision to pay you your full salary. You can still come to Wuyu Entertainment for an internship after you graduate from university. I welcome you with open arms."

"Thank you." Jian Yan didn't have many ulterior motives; she just felt that a large corporation like Wuyu Entertainment was indeed very humane.

Of course, she didn't complain at all if she had to pay a penalty for breach of contract, since she had signed a contract.

And so, Jianyan decided to leave Wuyu Entertainment. With less than half a month left, she planned to travel with Chen Shi to various places and see the world.

When Ye Qingning returned, she was at least a positive and optimistic person.

After lunch, Jianyan called Chen Ci to ask if he had time to help her move that afternoon, as she could treat him to a meal.

"Moving? You're not living in the dorms anymore?"

“Hmm.” Jian Yan explained, “I’ve finished my internship and contacted Chen Shi to go on a trip to the south with her, so I need to move my things back to school.”

Chen Ci didn't think much of it and simply asked, "Where's my brother?"

"..." Jian Yan paused for two seconds: "I have something I want to tell you, so, is that okay?"

"Okay," Chen Ci replied. "I'll be free around four o'clock."

"Then just drive to my dorm building and I'll wait for you downstairs."

"OK".

After hanging up Chen Ci's call, Jian Yan immediately packed her things and quietly left the office while everyone was resting during lunch break.

As she reached the door, she glanced back one last time, thinking that she would probably never work at Wuyu Entertainment again.

...

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Jian Yan handed the dormitory key to the management office downstairs and left the dormitory building alone with her suitcase.

Chen Ci's car was already waiting downstairs. When he saw her come out, he got out of the car and helped her put the suitcase in the trunk.

In short, she was wearing a purple hoodie with black sweatpants, her hair in a bun on top of her head, and she had no makeup on. She looked incredibly simple.

Chen Ci tugged at the bun on top of her head and smiled, "Little Yezi likes this hairstyle too."

Jian Yan paused for a moment, then felt a sudden pang of sadness: "Yes."

The two got into the car, which drove all the way to the school. As always, Xie Linjing's songs were playing on the stereo, with a gentle male voice conveying deep emotions word by word.

Jian Yan suddenly remembered what Chen Shi had said: Xie Linjing's album's title track was written for Ye Qingning.

Her eyes welled up with tears.

Look, everyone in this world remembers her existence and is influenced by her, yet she remains elusive.

This feeling is really unpleasant.

At the traffic light, Chen Ci inadvertently turned his head and saw the moisture in Jian Yan's eyes. After a moment of contemplation, he raised his hand and turned off the stereo.

Jianyan turned to look at him: "Why did you stop playing music?"