Chapter 226 Ji Lan, I know very well, I love you
Chen Songyang slowly looked back. When his eyes met Xu Ying's in the air, he felt that the cells in his body were full of soreness.
What flashed through my mind was the entangled image reflected in the bathroom mirror.
The necks are crossed and the gasps are overlapping.
That sentence may be quick or slow to urge and comfort.
"Mr. Chen, what a coincidence?" Xu Ying came towards Chen Songyang from the crowd carrying a limited edition bag. Several bosses behind him seemed to know him, and the group came to say hello.
This small square table with only two people was surrounded tightly.
Chen Songyang shook hands with several bosses in an official manner and asked with a smile as if nothing had happened: "Director Qu, are you cooperating with Mr. Xu?"
"Yes! Mr. Xu is going to take us to Jinshan," the other party responded with a smile.
After a few words of conversation, Xu Ying's eyes fell on An Ye, looking at him lightly.
Then his eyes fell on Chen Songyang: "If you don't want to disturb Mr. Chen's lunch with the beauty, let's go first."
The group left chatting and laughing.
Who would have thought that half a year is just half a year.
Ji Mingzong used his wealth to make these two girls stand on a battlefield full of men.
Behind their hard work and hard work are the layers of connections that Ji Mingzong accumulated with money.
In the eyes of ordinary people, Xu Ying and Ji Lan are the heroines of Shuangwen.
"Your little lover?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"When you look at her, you admire her, and when she looks at me, you look at me. Most people don't think this kind of triangle is normal!"
"Then I should tell her that you are married, or you are married to an old man who has been married for a second time and has children," Chen Songyang pulled out the chair and sat down again.
Poking at An Ye's heart.
The other party leaned on the back of the chair and looked at him lazily, tapping the cup with his fingertips "
Annoying, am I shameless? ”
"Can we leave?"
"It would be disrespectful to me to delay the separation for one more day," An Ye said in a somewhat depressed tone, just as the waiter started to serve the food, interrupting the meaningless and time-wasting conversation between the two.
Bang————
In the parking lot, the door of the black nanny car was slammed shut.
"Fuck!"
"Fuck!"
Several managers who followed the company out stood outside the car. They didn't know for a moment whether they should get in or not. They looked at each other in whispers: "Are you getting in?"
"Let's wait!"
"What's wrong with Mr. Xu? Are you so angry? Are you being poached?"
"The prerequisite for poaching is that there is a corner! Isn't Mr. Xu single?"
"That's right! What happened to her? She was fine just now!"
"Don't Mr. Xu like Mr. Chen?"
Everyone's speculations came to light, and there was a moment of silence.
Although Chen Songyang is not a famous swinger in the circle, he doesn't seem to be a good guy, right?
After everyone fell silent, they all took out their mobile phones and started the decathlon, searching for gossip about Chen Songyang on the Internet.
People in media companies are always extremely sensitive to information.
After a while, everyone pieced together a complete story chain.
After returning to the company, someone synthesized it and made a document and sent it to Xu Ying.
It contains Chen Songyang's family background, parents' positions, family details, as well as information about his ex-girlfriends and why he broke up with his ex-girlfriends.
There are even dogs owned by some ex-girlfriends with names that are anything.
This document helped Xu Ying greatly in the future.
At the very least, in those decades of marriage, she had never lost a fight.
"President Song, Director Ji is here." In the company, Ji Lan was bending down and holding the mouse while looking at the variety show planning project on the computer screen. He seemed to be dissatisfied and his brows never relaxed.
"Who?" His mind wandered back to God and he didn't hear the secretary's words clearly.
Before the other party could repeat it, a tall figure appeared behind her. Like a mountain or a god, it enveloped the secretary in front of him. The moment the shadow came down, it was hard to breathe.
Turning sideways to let Mr. Ji in, the little secretary patted her chest and left as if running away.
"It's scary, it's too scary. How can the boss bear to deal with this iceberg?"
"Which iceberg?" Xu Ying came out of the bathroom and was wiping his hands with a tissue.
After hearing what the secretary said and asked, the latter responded: "Dr. Ji."
"The aura is so strong that I can't breathe just by standing behind me."
"You can live under the same roof with him only if you have a hundred levels of stress resistance, right?"
"Why are you here?"
"Let's see you," Mr. Ji walked over with ease, half-armed Ji Lan's waist and made her sit on the chair.
"Stop bending down," he said in a leadership tone, and then he thought of something and changed the sentence: "It will hurt your waist."
Ji Lan watched him slowly sit on the chair, puzzled.
"I'm afraid you'll be angry," Mr. Ji explained in the face of her doubts.
Ji Lan murmured and wanted to say something, but stopped.
This afternoon, Ji Mingzong stayed in Lanying.
Zhang Ying complained endlessly and rushed straight up with a large pile of documents.
For a time, rumors spread in the company.
There are dozens of versions of the various love affairs between Ji Lan and Ji Mingzong.
It wasn't until after get off work that Ji Lan got away from all kinds of scrutiny.
On this day, Ji Mingzong drove towards No. 26 Xingping Street. The heavy iron door opened and closed, blocking out all kinds of observations from tourists outside.
Ji Lan remembered the scene when he first met Ji Mingzong here.
Only now that I came in did I realize that this was a private club.
There is a dedicated butler and team to serve here.
"Is it cold?"
"It's not cold," Ji Lan took off his coat and looked at the fire burning in the fireplace, the crackling firewood emitting steam.
The people watching felt warm.
Lying on the blanket in front of the fireplace was a black and white long-haired cat. It looked dirty and handsome. It was obviously a stray cat.
Ji Lan stretched out his hand to touch it, but when he was about to touch it, someone held his palm: "Dirty!"
"I want to touch 256 when I go home."
"Is Mr. Ji so particular about everything?" Ji Lan looked at him with a serious and serious look.
Mr. Ji held her palm and walked to the dining table, where the hot towel that had just been brought in was placed.
He picked it up and wiped Ji Lan's hands. When the warm touch came, she lowered her head and looked at her palms, feeling a little shocked and speechless.
Due to the environment in which she grew up, she was a person who was extremely insecure and inattentive. It just so happened that Ji Mingzong's strong and domineering attitude was like an indestructible umbrella, blocking all the storms from the outside world.
She fell into this.
Even more immersed in some details of his life.
Such as this moment.
"Special treatment during special times," the man responded seriously to her question.
Release her hold and give her freedom.
"Ji Dong."
"Lanlan."
The two said in unison, and Ji Lan took a step back: "You speak first."
"Let's get married!"
"I have thought about it very seriously. It is not the result of weighing the pros and cons. I have imagined the good or bad of being with you, as well as the various problems I will face, and made sure that I can accept the consequences that marrying you will bring to me. Everything to make a firm choice.”
"Whether you accept the bet or admit defeat, or you are willing to do so, it is essentially the fall of my feelings towards you"
"Ji Lan, I know very well that I love you."