The Romantic CEO

Mu Xinwei is still angry at Lin Ziqian how to turn back, and in a twinkling of an eye, she sees that she has come.

Miss miss Mu Xinwei and Lin Ziqian, and finally turn her eyes to Jiang Yichen's face. She raises her face slightly and looks at the beautiful, familiar but strange face.

Jiang Yichen read a flash of sadness in her eyes.

He didn't know how to describe the look. It looked like the lake water in winter. It was clear and transparent, but it sent out chills and even the sadness of a lone goose flying by.

"Since Miss Mu and your friends like it so much, I won't take it away. I give in! "Without looking at them again, she picked up Gucci's tie and straightened her back and walked out.

Until she walked out of the door of the mall, the original tense mood suddenly collapsed, there is an unspeakable sadness spread from her heart.

Even if Jiang Yichen didn't say anything, if she insisted on fighting for that pair of shoes, the scene would become very embarrassing and embarrassing, and no one would benefit.

She didn't understand why she was so sad. After a long time, she understood where the helpless and sadness that wrapped her at the beginning came from - the most painful thing was to let go.

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After thinking about leaving, Lin Ziqian took a look at the shoes and wondered whether to continue buying them. But Jiang Yichen's eyes fell on her face and asked, "do you want more?"

Lin Ziqian on the cold with cold eyes, did not come to play a shiver, she quickly shook her head: "no, no, I don't particularly like, Xinwei, let's go to see other models!"

Mu Xinwei didn't pay attention to her. Since Jiang Yichen appeared, her eyes have never left Jiang Yichen. Her face put on the most gentle smile: "brother Yichen, will you be free later? Why don't we go to dinner together?"

After a while, Jiang Chen said, "look at the watch next time."

Mu Xinwei some unhappy pout up the mouth: "every time say next time!"

Jiang Yichen said mildly, "I can't help it. Zhang Jingli's work is half reported. If I slack off and the shareholders' meeting criticizes me, I will accompany you next time."

"Well, cousin, let's go to dinner."

Lin Ziqian was remembered at this time. She took Mu Xinwei's hand and left the women's shoes area. She looked back and patted her heart. Jiang Yichen's cold eyes just now scared her.

"Cousin, don't you like that pair of shoes very much, why don't you want them all of a sudden?"

Lin Ziqian took a deep breath: "I want it, but Jiang always looked at me suddenly. I read the meaning he didn't want from his eyes, so I didn't dare to say it."

Mu Xinwei frowned: "cousin, what are you talking about?"

"I didn't talk nonsense. I really felt like this at that time. I always felt that President Jiang knew the woman and had a lot of relationship."

When Mu Xinwei heard her say this, she suddenly remembered that she called the past day. Although it had been a long time, the voice was clear and delicate, which impressed her deeply. It was really similar to the voice of the woman just now.

She was suddenly frightened by her own ideas.

Lin Ziqian is still muttering: "should not that woman and Jiang always have an affair, it is his foster lover!" As soon as the words fell, she felt Mu Xinwei's sharp look, and her back suddenly gave a chill: "Xinwei, I'm talking nonsense. You are the president's wife of Jiangcheng group in the future"

Mu Xinwei snorted: "take care of your mouth, I don't want to hear a bad word from brother Yichen, otherwise don't blame me for falling out with you."

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After thinking about going home, he threw the bag to the sofa and collapsed on the sofa instantly.

Aunt Rong came out from the kitchen with the earthen pot in her hand and saw that she said, "madam, I've had pig's hooves and soybean soup today. If it's cosmetology, come and have a taste?"

He shook his head and said weakly, "sorry, aunt Rong, I don't want to eat much."

Rong's aunt put the soup pot on the table, came over and asked, "what's the matter? You're not feeling well?"

Considering that there are not many people around who can speak, aunt Rong is just one. She sighed and turned to do it: "no, ah Sad in the heart? "

"Because of what?"

"I gave up one thing I like very much today!" "I really like it very much, but in the end I had to give up."

Aunt Rong is a rude person. She doesn't understand her euphemistic but metaphorical words. She is stunned for a long time and asks, "if you like it so much, why give up, can't you fight for more?"

"Yes, it can be, but how to say it? If I fight, the scene will become very embarrassing and no one will get any benefits. I don't want to do this, so I choose to give in."

Aunt Rong didn't understand.

Think about reluctantly smile: "forget it, don't say, I go upstairs to take a bath and have a rest."She went upstairs and opened the beautifully packed tie gift box. She sighed at the exquisite and smooth tie. Then she folded it and put it back. She put the box away.

Jiang Yichen came back at 10 o'clock in the evening. When he went upstairs, he was still awake. He was lying in bed reading. His long hair spread out, showing a little jade like skin. He loosened his collar, untied the leader and hung it aside. He said with a smile, "I haven't slept yet. Wait for me to come back?"

"No Thinking of crisp negation, head also did not lift ground to say: "read a book only."

Jiang Yichen chuckled, went to the bedside, raised her chin gently and looked for a long time.

"I have something on my face?" he frowned

"I saw a face full of resentment." Jiang Yichen said with a smile, "it's saying that I'm angry, don't provoke me."

"Who is angry?" he said

"Then I should show you a mirror." Jiang continued to tease.

Even though she was younger than most people, she could manage her emotions, but she couldn't do it completely. She said defiantly, "can't I be angry when I read a book?"

"Yes Jiang Yichen chuckled: "looking at prose poetry can also see anger, unusual."

Looking at the collection of classic prose poems of famous writers in her hand, she wanted to pat it on her head. She said that Jiang Yichen could not help but put the book aside, fell on the bed, turned over and fell asleep.

Jiang Yichen looked at her childish appearance rather funny, he stretched out his hand and pinched her nose: "say you are angry, do not admit it, get up."

"I fell asleep."

"Get up!" Jiang Yichen was angry and funny: "I bought you a gift."

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