She thought she had let go, but she hadn't; she still cared about what happened seven years ago.
Why is this happening? Why do I still feel angry and resentful?
Looking at herself in the mirror, Jiang Yimei suddenly realized how ugly, how much of a failure, and how hateful she felt.
She has a boyfriend, yet she can't forget about this matter; she said she would forget, but it's only temporarily sealed in her heart; she said she didn't care, but she still holds a grudge.
…
Wipe away your tears and go up to the rooftop for some fresh air.
Looking at the towering buildings around her, she suddenly realized how small the world was, so small that she could still run into the person she hated so much in this small company.
"Am I destined to never escape his clutches?"
Jiang Yimei shook her head frantically: "What am I thinking? Jiang Ze is still waiting to lift my veil, still waiting to put a wedding ring on my finger symbolizing a lifetime of love and commitment."
"Let bygones be bygones; there's no need to think about it anymore, no need to hate it anymore, and no need to care about it anymore."
…
After forcing herself to calm down, she went downstairs to work.
Upon entering the office, she first went to Gu Xiaoting's side and apologized, "Xiaoting, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been so harsh with you just now."
Gu Xiaoting was also very understanding: "Yiyi, it's okay; I understand. Everyone has their own things they dislike; Manager Lin is probably not your type."
Jiang Yimei didn't want to explain anything: "In short, I don't want this matter to affect the relationship between my sister and me."
"Don't worry, I didn't take it to heart."
"That's good!"
Having resolved this minor embarrassment, Jiang Yimei breathed a sigh of relief, then went to her cubicle, pulled out a chair, and sat down.
As soon as she sat down, she saw a bottle of Wanglaoji on the table.
Picking up the bottle of Wanglaoji herbal tea, she asked Gu Xiaoting next door, "Xiaoting, did you give this to me?"
Gu Xiaoting looked at it intently for a moment, shook her head, and replied, "No."
"no?"
Jiang Yimei was now puzzled.
When she turned her gaze back to the table, she noticed a small white note on the spot where the Wanglaoji herbal tea had been placed.
The note was probably placed under the Wanglaoji herbal tea, which is why she didn't see it earlier.
She was curious to know who this person was, given how mysterious he was.
So he reached out and unwrapped the folded note.
After opening it, she found a line of small black text: "Anger damages the liver, herbal tea reduces internal heat."
The handwriting is unfamiliar; I don't know who wrote it.
She raised her head, moved slightly away from the chair, and looked around. She found that no one was peeking at her.
She knows almost all her colleagues in the office; she has a general understanding of their handwriting; but she can hardly match this kind of handwriting to someone else's.
"Could it be him?"
She turned her head sharply and looked toward Manager Lin's office, where the blinds were not closed.
At this moment, Lin Congzhi was inside reviewing documents and working diligently.
She recognized Lin Congzhi's handwriting; she recognized it deeply. This kind of handwriting, which was both sloppy and smooth, was definitely not from Lin Congzhi's hand.
"If it wasn't him, then who could it be?"
Jiang Yimei felt something was off, as if she was being watched.
"Could someone have a crush on me?"
Her male colleagues in the office had a crush on her more than once or twice; but ever since she announced to everyone that she had a boyfriend, none of them have bothered her anymore.
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