Because she was addicted

"I also want to win the Outstanding New Employee Award this quarter."

Wen Jia joked.

Yang Yang chuckled, "I've checked your project progress, and it's already far ahead of schedule. Based on your progress and achievements, the Outstanding New Employee Award for this quarter is definitely yours."

He turned to look at Wen Jia.

Wearing a light-colored business suit, her long hair styled in a bun, Wen Jia was always impeccably dressed and capable. But tonight, perhaps due to the alcohol, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her lips were glossy. The flashing lights outside the car illuminated her face, and with the changing light, the capable and efficient career woman she looked during the day now appeared even more gentle and graceful.

It makes one fall in love.

Yang Yang's heart skipped a beat. "Wen Jia, tomorrow is Saturday. What are your plans?"

"Yes, something's up."

Wen Jia responded calmly.

Yang Yang found it difficult to bring himself to ask her out.

"Oh, do you need any help?"

"No, it's a personal matter."

Wen Jia does indeed have something to do.

Wen Zhao's injury requires long-term rehabilitation treatment. Originally, Wen Lin agreed to find a rehabilitation hospital, saying that Zhou Jin had extensive connections and could help arrange for Wen Zhao to enter the best rehabilitation hospital.

More than half a month has passed, and there has been no progress at all.

Every time Wen Lin asked, Zhou Jin would say that it was being processed.

Wen Jia decided to go see a doctor herself tomorrow; Wen Zhao couldn't delay any longer, as the hospital was already urging them to come.

She wasn't oblivious to Yang Yang's feelings for her.

But the fact that she was a colleague made her a little nervous.

Both of my previous relationships happened at work, and both ended in irreparable damage.

She really likes her current job.

She didn't want her work to be affected by her relationship anymore.

Moreover, seeing Lu Chenyan today made her feel somewhat uneasy.

Even though they had agreed to move on, she still felt sad when they met again. The memories of the past kept attacking her in waves.

Dancing with wolves is dangerous, though.

But she still fondly remembers the days when she slept with wolves.

She felt that she was really useless.

……

"Feed?"

Yang Yang was on the phone next to me.

"...Um, um, is there a problem?...Oh, okay, I'll be right to the company."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Yang looked at Wen Jia with some difficulty.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Wen Jia asked.

"Oh, Mr. Fei called and said that the leadership suddenly wants to check the progress of some recent projects. I have to go back to the company now."

Yang Yang looked troubled.

"Now?"

Wen Jia glanced at her watch; it was already 9 p.m.

Which leader is so abnormal?

However, I only thought this to myself.

"It's okay, you go ahead and do your work. Just drop me off on the side of the road ahead, I'll just take a taxi back later."

"How could I possibly accept that?"

"Don't be shy, work is important. It's convenient for me to take a taxi or bus here."

Wen Jia got out of the car and waved goodbye to the guilty Yang Yang.

In November, the port city was already feeling a chill.

The autumn wind rustles through the paulownia trees.

Wen Jia had drunk quite a bit of wine, and the cold wind chilled her to the bone. She quickly pulled her trench coat tighter and fastened her belt.

Looking at the cars coming and going on the street and the lights of thousands of homes in the distance, Wen Jia felt a moment of loneliness.

A strange city, a lonely night, and myself all alone.

She crossed her arms, walked onto the bus platform, and quickly boarded a bus.

She didn't see that a car had been following her ever since she left the hotel.

Lu Chenyan sat in the car, watching Wen Jia get out of Yang Yang's car, watching her stand by the roadside staring blankly into the distance, watching her look forlorn and lost in thought, before she walked onto the platform and boarded the bus.

We've been separated for 68 days and 18 hours.

Every day felt like an eternity to him, as if his body and mind were being fried in oil.

During the day, he has endless work to do, so how can he not think about it?

But at night, only darkness and loneliness kept him company.

He couldn't sleep at night, replaying the past in his mind frame by frame like a movie.

He used to be able to sleep for a few hours occasionally with the help of sleeping pills. But since Wen Jia left, even sleeping pills have lost their effectiveness.

Dr. Li increased the dosage for him.

At first, it could help me sleep for a while, but it quickly became ineffective.

He moved into Wenjia's house and carried back all the things that Wenjia had thrown away.

Every night, he would look at Wen Jia's things and reminisce about the happy days they spent together. Then he would remember how he had approached her with malicious intent, used her, and then tried to shirk responsibility afterwards.

The consequences of one's actions must eventually be swallowed down, bit by bit.

He even dug out the shampoo and shower gel that Wen Jia had given him.

I thought that the familiar environment and familiar smells would allow me to have a moment of peace and sleep.

But the taste is the same, the house is still the same, but it has lost all meaning and soul since leaving Wenjia.

He then realized that what he had been craving was never the taste itself.

Instead, it is warm reeds.

Wen Jia, a woman with flesh and blood and warmth, was the only light in his long, dark night.

……

"Second Young Master, Miss Wen has gotten out of the car."

Lu Chuan whispered a reminder from the front.

Lu Chenyan watched as Wen Jia walked into the wind with her arms crossed. He told Lu Chuan to pull over and he followed Wen Jia at a distance.

The dim streetlights stretched her shadow long.

As it landed in front of him, the distance between them shortened a bit.

The autumn wind swept up the fallen leaves on the ground, like yellow butterflies, fluttering and lingering around Wenjia's feet. He was somewhat envious of the fallen leaves.

Beneath the trench coat, slender, fair ankles were exposed.

Each step of the nude high heels felt like a blow to Lu Chenyan's heart.

He turned up the collar of his black trench coat, but even so, the wind kept blowing into him.

Wen Jia hunched her upper body, hugging herself tightly with both hands, and walked faster and faster.

She must be very cold.

I really wanted to rush up to her and hug her tightly.

Lu Chenyan followed Wen Jia until she entered Lanfeng Residential Area and disappeared around the corner before he stopped.

"Second Young Master, where are we going now?" Lu Chuan asked.

"We agreed to check on the project progress when we went to S Group, right? We can't just stand them up."

"OK."

"I'm not staying in a hotel in Haicheng. This neighborhood looks pretty good to me. I'll go ask around and see if there are any apartments near Jiajia's building."

"OK."

Lu Chenyan leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes wearily.

Wen Jia, if you leave, I'll come.

I will never let go unless I die.

……

Wen Jia strode into the residential area and then sprinted back home at almost the speed of an 800-meter dash.

Only after closing the room door did she finally let out a long sigh of relief. Forcing down her pounding heart, she frantically called Wen Lin.

"Sis, let me tell you, there was a weirdo following me the whole time. He walked slowly when I walked slowly, and he walked fast when I walked fast. It scared me to death."

Wen Lin: "Jiajia, you're a pretty girl, you need to be careful walking alone at night. Should we call the police?"

Wen Jia: "No need. Maybe I'm just being paranoid. It's a bit windy tonight, and all the noises I hear are strange."

"Jiajia, why don't you sign up for a women's self-defense class? I take yoga classes at the gym, and you can take the self-defense class, that way you'll have company."

Wen Jia thought to herself, "This suggestion is indeed good."

Learn some self-defense techniques. Next time you encounter something like this, just turn around and kick the pervert. He won't die.

"it is good."

"Sister, I'll go to the rehabilitation hospital tomorrow to see if I can use my connections to get Wen Zhao a bed."

When talking about this, Wen Lin was filled with guilt.

"Jiajia, your brother-in-law has been really busy lately, he's only home a couple of days a week. If I ask him too many questions, he gets annoyed. So I'm too embarrassed to ask anymore."

"It's okay, sis, we can handle it ourselves."

Wen Jia comforted Wen Lin for a while, and then played video with Ruoruo for a bit before she felt a little more at ease.

Before going to bed, she thought about it and ordered pepper spray online, intending to put it in her handbag.

If I encounter a pervert again, I'll beat him to a pulp!