Is It Too Late To Regret Chapter 8

Aiden Jiang is the youngest in the family. He brought out a bit of a silver-spoon temper in his mother's womb. Later, as he grew up, he gradually smoothed out some of the edges. Now he can pretend to be a mature adult without any effort. 

But some memories related to Elliot Duan seem to never grow up. Whenever I think of them, they are filled with the freshest and most impulsive teenage emotions.

The street scene outside the car window regressed into a blurry picture. Aiden Jiang curled up his fingers and put them on his forehead, looking out for a while with a bleak look on his face.

When the unhappy feeling subsided a little, I received a message to add a friend.

He clicked through, and the other person quickly sent a self-introduction: "Hello, Mr. Jiang, my surname is Lin, and I am Mr. Duan's personal assistant."

Aiden Jiang raised his eyebrows slightly, paused, and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

Assistant Lin: "It was Mr. Duan who told me."

Seeing that Aiden Jiang didn't reply for a long time, the other party added: "Can you please be accommodating to Mr. Jiang? (Yellow Man Cries) × 3"

Looking at the three soybeans who were all crying, Aiden Jiang narrowed his eyes slightly, and the image of the other person's distress appeared in his mind.

A natural loner like Elliot Duan, now that he is a leader, he must be an authoritarian and will never be kind to his employees.

Aiden Jiang's heart aroused a feeling of revolutionary empathy with the same enemy.

Forget it, it's good to keep it as a sounding board.

Aiden Jiang lowered his eyes and replied lazily, "Oh."

*

On another highway, a commercial vehicle was speeding towards a financial venue in the west of the city. Assistant Lin in the back seat stared at the screen of his mobile phone with bated breath, his nerves highly tense.

A few minutes ago, Mr. Duan gave him a WeChat ID and asked him to find a way to add it.

"He has a bad temper."

Duan always reminded him like this.

His tone was not boring at all, but rather indulgent, and even his cold eyebrows were a little gentler.

Lin Zhu intuitively understood that the other party was very important and could not tolerate any negligence.

So he took a serious and responsible attitude and asked in advance: "Is this Mr. Jiang your customer?"

Elliot Duan said calmly: "She is my fiancée."

Lin Zhu was shocked, and the already heavy burden on his shoulders suddenly became as heavy as a thousand pounds, almost crushing him.

While adding friends, Elliot Duan had been closing his eyes and concentrating. His index finger slowly tapped the center armrest. The sound was not loud, but to Lin Zhu's ears, it was like a reminder.

After a few words of conversation with Aiden Jiang, Lin Zhu waited uneasily for about ten minutes and tentatively sent "Thanks for understanding (with hands clasped)" to him, only to find that he had not been blocked.

"Mr. Duan, it's done!" He was overjoyed and couldn't help but sigh, "Mr. Jiang is quite kind."

Elliot Duan opened his eyes, his sleepless gaze passing through the corner of his eyes and stopping at the chat history on the screen of Lin Elliot Duan's phone.

Aiden Jiang just sent a message not long ago: "It's okay."

Quite kind indeed.

Elliot Duan paused and asked, "Is he doing this?"

Assistant Lin mumbled a vague "Ah" and strategically pushed up his glasses, choosing to avoid the question.

When talking to his subordinates, Elliot Duan usually used declarative expressions. It was rare for Lin Zhu to hear genuine doubts in his words.

Lin Zhu had a strong feeling that although he had successfully completed the task, his boss didn't seem very happy.

*

After the marriage was initially negotiated, Hua Yan quickly injected the first amount of funds into Jiang Li, and also transferred experts from the headquarters to help Jiang Li open up various joints.

Most of the sadness that enveloped Jiang Qingtian and Yuan Li's faces disappeared.

Aiden Jiang's project was finally restarted.

At the end of last year, he took over a music software from his brother that had just been launched. In order to broaden the platform's popularity, Aiden Jiang planned to find a suitable promoter. Unexpectedly, something happened to the company, and the plan was shelved for a long time.

After convening the project team for a morning meeting and arranging the next work arrangements, Aiden Jiang walked out of the conference room with his sleeves rolled up. When he passed by the public balcony, he heard someone talking on the phone inside.

"The company's situation is stable and there will be no layoffs for the time being... I'm not going to lie to you, our president Xiao Jiang personally announced a new project today... Well, don't worry about our mother's surgery expenses... "I'm not tired. You can prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination with peace of mind. Don't skip dinner to save money. If you are short of money, ask your sister for it..."

The woman's voice was hoarse and tired, but her tone couldn't hide her excitement, which made people moved.

Aiden Jiang sighed and continued walking forward.

Not to mention that Jiang Li was the hard work of his parents for half their lives. Just look at how many people are pointing at his company to support their families. When the screws that Jiang Li dropped in the turbulent times, who would fall on them? Isn’t it a big mountain?

When you marry someone, you should save all sentient beings.

If I don’t go to hell, who will?

For a moment, Aiden Jiang felt that he was very sacred, with lotus growing at every step, and his whole body exuding Buddha's light.

Back in the office, Aiden Jiang took out his mobile phone and opened the family group.

His parents and his brother had hundreds of hot chat messages, and the content mainly revolved around his brother and his sister-in-law.

Since his brother was forced into a marriage, he and his wife have had conflicts from time to time. His sister-in-law is a resolute female CEO. She returned home in a rage half a month ago and has not returned yet.

His parents criticized his brother in the group for not being able to take care of his own small family and how he would be able to manage the entire business in the future, and ordered his brother to personally plead guilty and pick him up.

His brother was very dissatisfied and argued in the group: [In a marriage without emotional foundation, it is not easy to be as decent as I am to the outside world. Why should I bow my head first every time? 】

In the past, when things like this happened, Aiden Jiang could still watch the excitement and tease his brother without hesitation. Now, looking at this situation, he can't help but feel sad that the rabbit is dead and the fox is dead.

He scrolled down for a long time, but didn't see anything relevant to him, so he turned down his phone and called his secretary to come over and report the summary of the meeting.

In the afternoon, Aiden Jiang met with several big data analysis experts from out of town at the company. In the evening, he took them to the restaurant on the top floor of the office building for a light meal and enjoyed the beautiful view of Lingbei's city.

After finishing his meal, Aiden Jiang stretched himself and walked into the elevator. It was suddenly late outside the transparent glass.

The moment the sun set, the pale sky was splashed with various brilliant colors, some of which fell on the unfinished skyscrapers opposite and were cut into fine gold powder by the construction site's reflectors, like inspiration falling from the sky.

Aiden Jiang stood in the elevator, looking at the pile of exposed steel and iron bones, unconsciously adding bricks and mortar to them in his heart, building flesh and blood, until his view was blocked by the wall.

There was a "ding" behind me, and it was the first floor.

After walking out of the building, Aiden Jiang didn't see the car that came to pick him up, only a black Bentley lying domineeringly across the open space.

It's clearly unfamiliar, but it's inexplicably annoying.

Aiden Jiang glanced in that direction several times, and just as he was taking out his mobile phone to call the driver, the backseat window of the Bentley slowly lowered, revealing a cold and defiant face.

With such pretentiousness, who else could it be if it wasn't Elliot Duan?

It's rare to have a beautiful sunset in the evening, but we have to meet an enemy on a narrow road.

unlucky.

Aiden Jiang rolled his eyes hugely and was about to take a detour when he suddenly heard Elliot Duan calling him.

He stood three meters away, put his hands in his pockets, turned his head and asked, "Is something wrong?"

Elliot Duan said: "Get in the car."

Aiden Jiang: "I don't have a car?"

Elliot Duan's expression remained unchanged: "I'm ready to say hello to your driver."

Aiden Jiang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed angrily at Elliot Duan's attitude of taking charge.

He took a few steps forward, leaned over neatly, held the window edge with one hand, and asked the man in a straight suit in the car: "Where is Mr. Duan singing this time?"

The beautiful face, rendered by the setting sun, suddenly approached without warning. The corners of the young man's lips curved in a provocative arc, and the refreshing citrus scent passed through Elliot Duan's nose along the ends of his hair blown by the wind.

Elliot Duan's calm eyes were touched a bit, his Adam's apple rolled back and forth slightly, and he said lightly: "My grandpa wants us to live in the north of the city tonight."

Aiden Jiang: "?"

Elliot Duan was talking about the wedding room that Mr. Duan had prepared for them, a garden villa located in the north of the city. It was said to have been handed down from the Republic of China. At that time, it was almost planned as a small tourist attraction by the government. Later, Huayan funded and built a nearby Villa group.

He originally thought it was just a decoration for winning prizes, but he didn't expect that he was really going to be detained in that golden cage.

Aiden Jiang was confused: "The agreement has been signed, what is the old man so anxious about?"

Elliot Duan's expression remained unchanged, he called up a number from his mobile phone and handed it to Aiden Jiang: "You can ask him in person."

Aiden Jiang didn't answer.

In this matter, which neither he nor Elliot Duan could agree on, he did not doubt that Elliot Duan would lie to him.

He said nonchalantly: "I can't live in it, and the old man doesn't know."

Elliot Duan said: "He has a lot of eyes."

Aiden Jiang was speechless, his eyes falling faintly on Assistant Lin who was driving in the front seat.

Assistant Lin felt a chill running down his spine, as if he had been shot in the back.