Jiang Yancheng already knew Gao Ziyin's itinerary, and he would arrive in Morocco the day after tomorrow.
Jiang Yancheng told Jiang Jingcheng that he was going to Morocco and asked him to help take care of the children for a few days.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Jingcheng agreed easily, "How many days?"
"Four or five days."
"Go ahead."
Jiang Yancheng thanked Qiao Shiyu for his consideration just as he thanked Peng Yi.
When Jiang Jingcheng first heard his son say such soft words, he felt very emotional, thinking to himself that he finally had a soft spot, and he was saying thank you to his biological father.
Jiang Yancheng went to Morocco.
Jiang Jingcheng knew that there was a company in Morocco, but Jiang Yancheng hadn't been on a business trip for a long time, and going to Morocco was not a must. Why did he choose to go on a business trip this time? Maybe it was for France, which is close to Morocco.
Jiang Jingcheng knew Jiang Yancheng's feelings clearly. With the birth of this child, Jiang Jingcheng began to pay attention to France, which Jiang Yancheng had once paid attention to, and gradually he also lost interest in it.
After Jiang Yancheng left, Jiang Jingcheng looked at Alan. He was really handsome. Even A Yan might not be able to compare with him. Yandong's four children were almost as handsome as him.
Men and women look at men differently. Jiang Jingcheng feels that Alan looks very much like his father. He may be even more handsome than Yancheng in the future. He is the most handsome third generation at present. The dimple carries a certain evil spirit, and it seems that he is the one who will stir up a storm in the future. We can only wait and see what the future holds.
Also, the name "Alan" means peach blossom. I don't know who came up with it, it's so talented.
Jiang Jingcheng discussed with Zhou Zi, and Zhou Zi felt that among the third generation, A Yan was the most promising at present. A Yan was already in his teens. Yan Dong said that there were often little girls coming to the house looking for wives. Jiang Yandong was no longer worried.
However, Jiang Yandong already has a daughter-in-law now, from the Miao family, who is a few years old.
Jiang Yandong had only seen that little girl once, at a banquet. She was very pretty and intelligent, and the apple of her father Miao Yingdong's eye. It was estimated that she would be very arrogant in the future.
Jiang Yandong had heard that the Miao family was the best choice for a future business marriage. If the two children were in love with each other, that would be the best option.
This is all later, and Jiang Jingcheng is just thinking about it.
Jiang Yancheng went to Morocco and was waiting at the hotel where Gao Ziyin would be staying.
But I didn't know that Gao Ziyin had changed his itinerary today and went to Greece.
France is very close to Morocco, only two or three hours away. The itinerary change was also a last-minute decision, basically after Jiang Yancheng got on the plane.
Jiang Yancheng waited and waited, but Gao Ziyin didn't show up. Later, his subordinates told Jiang Yancheng that Gao Ziyin's schedule had changed.
Jiang Yancheng gritted his teeth.
His actions were kept secret. Gao Ziyin might have known about it, but it was more likely that he didn't.
But in Jiang Yancheng's eyes, Gao Zinyin's behavior this time seemed like she was deliberately trying to escape from Jiang Yancheng, which made Jiang Yancheng very foolish. Jiang Yancheng felt as resentful as a young wife.
WeChat and phone calls are blocked, only emails are left.
Jiang Yancheng sent her an email when he got back, telling her about her son's situation. Didn't she not want to see him?
He just won't let her live in peace!
After Jiang Yancheng returned to China, he packed up the photos of his children and sent them to Gao Ziyin via her current email address.
After venting his anger, Jiang Yancheng no longer felt so resentful.
Sitting at my desk, bored, I dug out some old emails to read.
It’s not the same email address as my current one, it’s the email address I used when I was working at Galaxy.
Gao Ziyin's work log and the emails sent to him have always been neat and tidy. Today, he is already the vice president.
At that time, he wanted to recommend her to work in Jiang Group.
Gao Ziyin had already arrived in Greece at this time, in the presidential suite of a big hotel.
It wasn't that she chose to stay in the presidential suite on purpose, but her status had improved. She had stayed in the presidential suite assigned by the company before, but this time the feeling was very different. Standing here, she could overlook the night view of the entire city.
She was holding a glass of red wine next to her, wearing pajamas, looking like a queen.
After looking at the scenery for a while, she turned on her computer and checked emails.
I saw the email from Jiang Yancheng at first glance. I could tell it was from Jiang Yancheng by looking at the name, which was "jiangyancheng" at the beginning and "yanchenggroup" at the end.
Gao Zinyin couldn't help but sneer, blocked him, and sent an email. She wanted to see what he sent.
When I opened my mailbox, it looked like a package of photos.
The internet in the hotel didn't seem very good, so Gao Ziyin had to wait patiently, watching the photo appear from top to bottom bit by bit. The top looked like a wall, and it was hard to tell what it was. Slowly, it appeared, still black, and what looked like hair, followed by a forehead, until the child's eyes appeared. Gao Ziyin then knew what it was.
She quickly closed her email and turned off her computer.
She stood in front of the window, trying to calm her rapidly beating heart, cursing Jiang Yancheng in her heart: Jiang Yancheng, you deserve to die, you deserve to be buried alive!
Gao Ziyin never thought that she would dare to scold Jiang Yancheng like this now.
Not only behind his back, but if she saw him, she would also dare to curse him out loud.
Last time in the castle, she had scolded him several times and told him to get out.
It wasn't five years ago. Five years ago, she just followed him, not daring to breathe in front of him. Even when they were in bed, she still called him Mr. Jiang. She didn't do that on purpose, because deep down in her heart, she knew the distance between them.
Gao Ziyin didn't want to see the child's photo, but she just wanted to let herself go. Knowing that they would never meet again, she shouldn't have any thoughts about it. Of course, the person she least wanted to see was Jiang Yancheng!
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