The Romantic CEO

At that time, she was so happy and sweet that all kinds of good words came in turn.

It's not my husband. You are so kind to me. I'll depend on you all my life.

But think about it, she has not said I love you three words.

With all the deep and dark meanings between her eyebrows and eyes, Jiang Yichen imprisons her even more. Her fingers are familiar with the road and starts to make a mess. He kisses her clavicle and says in a hoarse voice, "why don't you shout?"

"It's a word that can't be yelled at." Thinking seriously said: "otherwise it would be too casual, right?"

This mouth is really rhetoric, open mouth will come.

Jiang Yichen asked again, "when does it appear that you are not at will?"

The light moonlight fell through the light curtain, and the man's face was more and more deep in the light. He frowned, serious and devout.

There was a longing in his eyes.

It was late that night, he suddenly called her and told her about the ring, when she said, "are you drunk?" she blocked all the words he was going to say.

Thinking of the cheek and his cheek hugging each other, she could feel the touch and temperature of each other's skin. She asked softly, "is this not good now?"

Except that there is no form of marriage, the others seem to be no different from before.

She is clever and even a little bit excessive, knowing that the girl's existence, is also holding the right to eat some unimportant vinegar, or even vinegar is not counted.

It's just a gesture of indifference.

Jiang Yichen let go of her hand and pinched her face: "take a bath."

Then she got up and went to the bathroom.

It's just a title. How much meaning can there be in it?

Don't shout if you don't!

It doesn't seem to matter.

Now, even if she called a hundred times, she didn't have the sincerity and sincerity that she used to do.

Jiang Yichen often understood that, but he always chose to deceive himself.

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There was an exhibition of architectural design competition on Saturday. Xu only gave her a ticket. She wanted to report with Jiang Yichen in advance. Mr. Jiang would go if you want to. When did I manage the appearance that you would not let you go.

"Then when I come back, we'll go to the cinema together," he said

She has been busy for nearly a month, even the national day did not have a good rest, is looking for a chance to relax.

Beauty has such a low profile, can there be a reason to refuse?

Jiang Yichen nodded: "well, you decide."

Recently, there is a martial arts blockbuster which is popular. The major directors make it, and the special effects are all super first-class. However, the male No.2 in the play is the most attractive one. Zhou Rufei plays the tragic but determined young killer who is determined to revenge.

Miss also saw the name when selecting the film.

Zhou Rufei!

She has been cutting with the past for a long time, and her former friends have little contact, especially Xiaobei, who met at Qin Keyu's home and ate a hot pot, and never saw her again.

Four years later, he has also been a good model. He has been searching for no one's tricks all the way to now he can get a man's No.2 produced by a big director. He is still a pleasant person with an unlimited future.

He's only 25 years old.

The address of the exhibition is a little far away, which was sent by Jiang Yichen's driver.

Because it was a model exhibition of the architectural design competition, all the people came from the industry. On the way, they received a lot of business cards. Several men asked her for micro signals, but all of them were rejected.

It's almost an hour after visiting half of the museum. When she came to the end of the western art and architecture hall, she found that there were many people around, seemingly listening to the explanation.

Care to walk past, familiar and elegant voice came over.

Look up again.

It's a familiar face.

Wearing a grey T-neck sweater and khaki slacks, Wen Jingfan, who is single and has a headset in his pocket, is explaining the architectural model design concept of the Bordeaux Wine Museum.

This is his masterpiece.

Wen Jingfan looked away from the electronic screen and fell into the crowd below. Suddenly, he saw the familiar face. He was stunned for a moment. All of a sudden, he forgot what to say next.

The crowd began to laugh with kindness.

Wen Jingfan's eyes look at the past, compared a gesture.

That means she has to wait and not go.

I understand and nod my head gently.

Wen Jingfan immediately relieved with a smile.

Ten minutes later, Wen handed the headset to his assistant. Then he stepped down from the stage and saw him leaning against the wall outside the building hall.

"Well, I didn't expect you to come."

Thinking of lifting his face toward him, a faint smile: "I am also temporarily decided to come, good coincidence, can meet you here.""Well, go to the cafe over there and have a seat."

When old friends met, Wen Jingfan was naturally happy, especially when he thought about something like that. It was almost a year later when he knew that. He couldn't help her out, so he managed to make her suffer less in prison. In addition, he tried his best to help her keep the prize.

Although her name was later removed from the official website.

But there is still a certificate, right here.

Wen Jingfan bought her a hot vanilla latte. He remembered that she liked the taste.

Holding a cup, I want to talk, but I can't find a topic to talk about for a while.

"You..."

"You..."

At the same time, the two people opened their mouth at the same time, and finally looked at each other with a smile to ease the embarrassment.

Finally, Wen Jingfan said, "are you still in the architectural design industry?"

"Well."

"Where do you work now?"

Wen Jingfan wants to help her if she is in trouble. Whether it's city a or Kyoto, he has connections. Even if she wants to come to her own design institute, it doesn't matter.

Although she resigned and chose Jiang Yichen, he was very sad.

"Jiangcheng group."

When the four words were exported, the expression on Wen Jingfan's face was visible to the naked eye. However, he finally just laughed: "it's also very good. Although the design department was just established, it has developed very fast. Oh, by the way, your award-winning certificate is still there. I'll ask the assistant manager to send it to you."

"Yes, thank you." "You know, in fact, I was running for the prize money."

"Bonus?" Wen Jingfan quickly responded: "ah, there are bonus, tax deduction to my account, I also let the assistant transfer to you."

"Jingfan!" Thinking of Youyou, I took a look at him: "after deducting taxes, I can't bear to say that you gave me so much money for nothing."

Wen Jingfan saw that his white lies were exposed, but also some embarrassed smile.

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