Did President Ji Urge for Marriage Today?

"Shumi, your complexion doesn't look good, is it uncomfortable?" Xu Mingzhu found that Shumi was lacking in interest, and she was not even interested in visiting Hermes.

"I didn't sleep well last night." Shumi said.

I took painkillers last night and still felt a little pain. I didn't fall asleep until dawn.

Xu Mingzhu worried: "What's wrong? Is the bed not soft enough?"

"No, it's auntie——" Shumi paused suddenly. How could Xu Mingzhu think it was a bed problem?

A light flashed suddenly, Shumi quickly opened the platinum bag and took out the phone to read the call log.

The number one call is impressively: Fairy’s ATM

In alphabetical order, Ji Linchen's remarks happened to be next to Xu Mingzhu.

Shu Mi covered her eyes with a slap, and Xu Mingzhu was so frightened that she asked what was wrong.

"Nothing." Shu Mi took a deep breath and said calmly, "It's just the wrong call last night."

"Who did you call?"

"Ji Linchen."

Xu Mingzhu:? !

How can I settle the account? I called first.

"What did you say?" Xu Mingzhu asked cautiously.

Tang Shumi briefly described: "My aunt is here, her stomach hurts, and she is delivering medicine."

Xu Mingzhu covered her mouth and screamed: "Oh my God, you showed weakness to him!"

Tang Shumi:...

Tang Shumi's black question mark face: "Is there any remedy?"

Xu Mingzhu touched her chin: "You let me think about it."

"Just tell him that you made a mistake."

"How to say?"

"Uh-h-" Xu Mingzhu snapped his fingers, "said on WeChat."

Tang Shumi took a deep breath: "Okay!"

Just do it, Tang Shumi searched out Ji Linchen's WeChat account from dozens of people's contacts with the surname j, and typed.

Tang Shumi: [I made the wrong call last night, not for you. 】

She thought about it, and then sent a little turtle emoji package.

Tang Shumi: ["Dignified"]

When Tang Shumi sent the message, it was already evening in Jiangcheng, and the sunset glow became one piece, and the sky was burning red.

After Ji Linchen signed the contract, Zhao Yan handed over the phone.

"There is Miss Tang's WeChat."

Ji Linchen glanced briefly: "What is that?"

His eyes fell on the silly big caterpillar. Look carefully, there is also a round black seal on its face, expressing the word "dignified". Ji Linchen thought it was stupid no matter how he looked at it.

Zhao Yan replied: "Expression pack."

Ji Linchen picked up the phone and asked indifferently, "Where did she find this bug?"

The Qing Dynasty has been dead for a hundred years. Zhao Yan is definitely not a 21st century young man like Ji Linchen who doesn't even know about WeChat emojis.

"Mr. Ji,...this is not a bug." Zhao Yan was a little embarrassed.

"Oh." Ji Linchen glanced at him lightly, "what is that?"

Zhao Yan took the mobile phone as a proposition, and operated it in front of the boss: "Mr. Ji, it is added. This is the "Little Turtle" emoticon pack. I have added the entire series for you."

Ji Linchen glanced at the two rows of green objects under the chat box. They looked the same as Shumi's hair, but with different expressions.

The fingers with well-knotted joints hung in the air, and they did not fall.

As a senior private helper, Zhao Yan quickly guessed the boss's intentions, and stepped forward and swiped the screen: "There are also pages for turning pages, and other series of emoticons can also be added here."

Ji Linchen flipped through it, reluctantly selected one, and clicked send.

"Shu Mi, your Ji is always struck by lightning?!" Xu Mingzhu raised his phone and exclaimed.

Tang Shumi was trying on a sapphire necklace, squinting at the pearl: "My dear, can you pay attention to the image?" Sister Gui was almost frightened by your sharp voice.

Mingzhu got up from the leather sofa and showed her the phone.

Ji Linchen: ["Stare"]

Tang Shumi's first reaction after reading it: Mom, Ji Linchen will send out the little turtle series emoticons!

Second reaction: Has Ji Linchen been hacked?

Xu Mingzhu began to analyze after the shock: "This little turtle has no mouth, his eyes are narrowed, and his eyes are raised, his expression is cold."

"It's the same as your season boss." Xu Mingzhu concluded, "Express disregard and disdain for you!"

For some reason, Tang Shumi was not angry, but found it strange.

She replied a question mark. She didn't see him reply for a long time. She turned on the front camera and took a photo of wearing a necklace around her neck. She also deliberately captured her beautiful collarbone.

Tang Shumi: [Does it look good? 】

This time Ji Linchen quickly returned the news, but only one word.

Ji Linchen: [Buy]

The novelty that had arisen from Tang Shumi's heart for him was instantly put out.

The dog man didn't understand the style at all, and he didn't even have a full stop. It was indeed a silent cash machine.

After Shumi swiped his card to buy the sapphire necklace worth 10w Euros, he went to Hermes to carry a few of the latest backpacks and went back to the hotel to meet Su Zhen and his party. They went to the Vense show. The Gaoding Shumi exhibited in this little show had been seen a month and a half ago, and they also made a special trip to customize two sets of clothes.

"Shu Mi, do you think the new dress I bought looks good?" Su Zhen couldn't wait to open the gift box to her.

Shu Mi glanced at it and said, "Make do with it."

"I bought one for you too!" Su Zhen opened another box.

It is a black retro-style court improved dress, noble and elegant, which is quite in line with the preferences of book lovers.

"When I saw this dress, I thought it was especially suitable for you." Su Zhen began to rainbow farts, "You will be the queen when you wear it."

Su Zhen blinked, "So can you give me Xu Jiahuan's signature tomorrow?"

For the sake of the skirt, Shu Mi uttered two words lightly and clearly: "It's right."

"Hey, Zhenzhen loves you!" Su Zhen danced happily, she was a star-chaser sister, and she could still see the appearance of a lady.

Tang Shumi suddenly felt that Su Zhen was quite likable on the premise of being sober and not guilty of being cheap.

Wing day, the wind and the warm day.

Tang Shumi and his party went to the stadium to watch the game. Because it was an open-air stadium, there were no boxes, and the VIP seating area was exposed outside.

Shumi frowned. She had never watched a game in this environment before. She used to sit in a box, otherwise the seat was far away from the others.

Su Zhen and the others were extremely happy, with the obsidian logo on their faces, waving flags on their seats and screaming loudly.

I really couldn't stand it, she pulled down the brim of her hat, covering most of her face.

Shumi dressed casually today, with white short sleeves and gray straight slacks. She also put on a sports jacket because of the wind.

Said to be casual, how can Shumi let herself be casual. The limited-edition trendy shoes on my feet echo the color of the sports jacket. With two big geometric earrings, it looks trendy and youthful.

"Shu Mi, why don't you post this too!" Su Zhen ran over, holding a plate of stickers in her hand.

Her reading honey didn't even respond to Xu Jiahuan's goal, it must have not melted into the atmosphere of the stadium.

"No." Shumi refused.

When she thought of the sticky, glue-laden sticker to be applied to her face, her scalp numbed.

"Post one. You see Mingzhu posted it!" Su Zhen Yu Guang scanned Xu Mingzhu, who had been drawn to the Obsidian fan group and had a very happy time, and tore off a sticker.

"Su Zhen!" Tang Shumi warned, her voice sharp.

Su Zhen shrugged, slapped the sticker on her left face with her backhand, and said in a nonchalant manner: "Don't post it, don't post it."

"..."

"I'll go to the bathroom." Tang Shumi stood up.

Xu Mingzhu in the side seat stopped the shaking flag: "Should I accompany you?"

"No." She just wanted to change a sanitary napkin.

There were too many people waiting, and there was a long line at the door of the toilet, and Shumi was bored with the new fashion magazines.

"Is it Jiang Zhili?"

Shumi raised her head when she heard the sound, and the two little girls who looked like students stared at her very excitedly.

"You look better than on TV!" a girl said excitedly.

"?"

Tang Shumi frowned.

"We like watching your drama very much. Your performance of "My Eighteen Years Old" is so beautiful! I keep chasing every day!"

"Yes, yes, me too! I didn't expect you to look better than a real person."

It happened to line up to Tang Shumi. She left a sentence of "I am not Jiang Zhili" and went into the toilet, leaving the two of them staring at each other.

"Isn't it Jiang Zhili?"

"I think it is, she looks the same as Jiang Zhili, but looks better and has more temperament than on TV."

"Then why does she say she is not Jiang Zhili?"

"You are stupid, she is a big star! And I guess she was here to watch Xu Jiahuan's game. Wouldn't it be over if it was shot?"

"What you said makes sense, but when I think about it, she and Jiang Zhili don't feel the same."

The girl in question took out her mobile phone: "Don't think about it, it must be Jiang Zhili. Look, the Weibo that Jiang Zhili posted yesterday is located in Paris."

...

Tang Shumi searched for "Jiang Zhili" on Weibo after changing the sanitary napkins.

Weibo has certified actors and singers and has more than six million fans. It is a newcomer.

She flipped through several notices with photos.

It looks a bit like her, but her temperament completely beat her, okay? I don’t know if one of them has bad eyesight.

Tang Shumi came out of the toilet and the game was almost over.

Obsidian eventually advanced to the quarter of the European Cup with a total score of 7 to 2.

"Ahhhhh, I love obsidian, I love Huanhuan!"

"Xu Jiahuan, my sister will always love you!"

"..."

Su Zhen and her three little sisters have gone crazy.

The large-scale star chasing scene made Tang Shumi soothe her forehead.

"Shu Mi, where's the signature, where's my signature?" Su Zhen ran over and pulled her sleeve.

"There is a celebration banquet in the evening. Go and ask for it yourself."

"...Ahhhhh-!"

What kind of fairy thigh is this, she hugged the star chaser girl!

Shu Mi glanced at the figure on the court that caused countless people to scream.

She is handsome, but she already has a better one.

Tang Shumi believes in his level of appreciation, Ji Linchen is definitely more handsome and more aura than this Xu Jiahuan.

Since Tang Shumi is not interested in obsidian or even Xu Jiahuan, the designer from Chorsive's family invited her to discuss the details of custom earrings. Shumi went to Su Zhen and had dinner with the designer of Chorsive.

At the same time, the hotel's top director's office.

The man was leaning on the black leather sofa, with his long legs loosely placed, his arms resting on the side. The eyebrows and eyes under the broken hair are deep, the bridge of the nose is high and straight, and the lip line is slightly thin, which makes the whole face look dull.

"Mr. Ji." Zhao Yan opened the door and walked in. He paused and organized the words: "Miss Tang has attended the obsidian celebration dinner."

Ji Linchen raised his eyebrows slightly: "Which room does she live in?"

"The twenty-first floor." Zhao Yan added, "the twenty-first floor has only one room."

Ji Linchen nodded slightly and said that he knew it.

His fiancée has maximized his enjoyment, and his food, clothing, housing and transportation are of the highest level.

Ji Linchen's mind flashed through the only emotion in this life-

If one day he goes bankrupt, Tang Shumi will definitely kick him away and find another gold master.

Zhao Yan then reported on his itinerary for the next two days.

According to the original schedule, Ji Linchen should fly directly from Jiangcheng to Italy today instead of stopping in Paris, France, because Zhao Yan accidentally mentioned that Tang Shumi was still in Paris.

As today’s plan is disrupted, the schedule for the next two days will have to be adjusted appropriately.

"Mr. Ji, I plan to arrive in Italy at 8:30 tonight, and I'm ready to stay in the hotel." Zhao Yan reminded.

Ji Linchen did not speak, and Zhao Yan added: "It is very likely that there will be delays if you don't leave."

The sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was gloomy, and the lights in the room outlined the man's deep and sharp facial contours.

He flexed his arms casually on the sofa and tapped the dial with his fingers.

Zhao Yan knew that when the boss had difficulty making a decision, he would knock something.

For a while.

Ji Linchen said: "Fly to Italy tomorrow morning."

"Yes."

The author has something to say: I love the little turtle emoji package:)