The crew's affairs are on the right track, and Ming Nuohan doesn't live in the crew anymore, driving two and a half hours every morning and evening, driving to and from work, and the days are developing in a better direction day by day.

Two days before Christmas Eve, Yi Zehan went to the United Kingdom to attend the annual meeting of the International Economic Forum, which happened to be Christmas Eve, the afternoon in the United Kingdom, and the evening in China.

On the way home from work, Ming Nuohan passed by several business districts, without exception, Christmas trees were all set up in the square, Santa Claus stickers were pasted on the doors and windows of the merchants, and the familiar Christmas Day was placed in the store, and the streets were filled with warmth and happiness.

Minnohan pulled over and bought a hazelnut latte and tiramisu, and sat in the café watching the people outside in Santa Claus costumes handing out toys to the children, and the aunts dancing in the open space, and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

For most adults, the day-to-day, dull and boring life has long smoothed out the passion in the heart, and the festive atmosphere can soothe people's hearts, so Ming Nuohan feels that life needs a sense of ritual, even if it is a person.

The weather forecast said that Wuhan would usher in the first snow tonight, but the forecast was not accurate at all, because there were still a few stars hanging in the sky, and I heard that the first snow should be with the person you like.

Minnohan stayed in the café for a while, picked up her navy blue coat and jacket, and walked out the door, as soon as the door opened, a cold wind rushed in her face, she buttoned her coat and put her hand in her pocket.

This is the season to hold a hot coffee and put your hand in the pocket of Yi Zehan's clothes.

On the way back to her BMW, she was blocked by the man in Santa's costume, who took out a Santa hat from a cotton bag in the shape of a red sock and put it on her head: "Merry Christmas, little sister." ”

Ming Nuohan drew a Q version of Yi Zehan with an eyebrow pencil on his Santa hat, his hands were clasped and his mouth was pouted, the image of jealousy was vivid, and after the painting, he sent it to Yi Zehan: "Where's my Santa Claus?"

A giant LED screen in the center of the plaza was turned on, with a bold headline at the top of the screen: "Merry Christmas." ”

The annual meeting of the International Economic Forum held in the United Kingdom is still in the process of preparation.

The broadcast commentator introduced: "The annual international economic conference will be held in the United Kingdom in five minutes, and the conference has invited more than 2,000 mainstream media and guests from various countries, including representatives of politics, business, academia, literature and art circles from various countries, as well as international authoritative experts and global young leaders..."

Ming Nuohan sat on the front cover of his BMW, looked up at the screen, and waited for a long time, just to wait for a man.

Unknowingly, Ming Nuohan waited in the cold wind for thirty minutes, and twenty minutes after the live broadcast began, the camera shifted to a man she was expecting.

The man's left hand is particularly eye-catching, and he speaks standard British English in a straight voice: "The stimulus policy will lead to high debt pressure in the banking industry, which is not conducive to the better and faster development of the national economy, and at the same time, a stable environment is an important foundation for steady economic growth, so economic development is inseparable from a stable situation, and I think China has the ability and confidence to continue to provide momentum for global economic growth......

Yi Zehan's appearance made more people in the square raise their heads and stop to watch:

"The most handsome is still Chinese. ”

"Isn't this Yi Zehan, the fifth diamond king of the Yi family?"

"It's so handsome, is it straight?"

"Talented and beautiful, I want to pounce. ”

“......”

More and more people joined the discussion to discuss his appearance and talent, and a sense of pride arose in Minnuohan's heart.

Yi Zehan's speech lasted for a total of ten minutes, and when the man said "thank s", he was facing the camera in the middle, which was the doting that he would only show in front of him in private, she picked up her mobile phone and took a picture of the screen.

She has been capturing with her mobile phone camera on.

"He has stars in his eyes"

"Eyes kill"

"Isn't it a little milk dog disguised as the boss!!, or is it subjected??"

Ming Nuohan corrected the crowd who said that Yi Zehan was a milk dog: "He is a big wolf dog of Demu, and he can be attacked and accepted." ”

When she got home, she landed on Weibo after taking a shower, such a major event, Weibo must have a whole process.

The videos on the official Weibo have to be fast-forwarded one by one, there are no subtitles, and there are a lot of advertisements.

Ming Nuohan searched for a long time, and finally found Yi Zehan's single-edited version of the speech video on Yi's official Weibo, she clicked to forward it and occupied the sofa first: "I have benefited a lot from your company's Mr. Yi's speech, Mr. Yi is really a talented man, I like it very much." ”

As soon as Ming Nuohan forwarded it, someone replied to the comment:

"When did Sister Nuo Han like financial news?"

"Sister Han has a good eye, hurry up and take him down. ”

"Did you find that the bracelet in Xiao Ming's hand is the same as Yi Zehan?"

"Sister Nuo, this is my professor'!!"

"Let me tell you, I am a student of Professor Yi, and once, Xiao Ming came to audit Professor Yi's class, and fell asleep in class! As a result, Professor Yi took off his coat and put it on her in public! and let her continue to sleep!!"

Ming Nuohan announced his relationship on Weibo, but he didn't announce who the object was, only knew that his surname was Y; Yi Zehan was the same, those students at T University had long known it, but the parties did not admit it in front of the media, and the unannounced relationship was at best chasing after the wind.

The behavior of both parties is so tacitly that they are afraid of bringing unnecessary impact on each other's work and life, and Ming Nuohan wants to be willful once, and wants the whole world to know that the gentle and elegant man who spoke on the British podium just now belongs to her.

Ming Nuohan admired Yi Zehan's British English, and a comment from yzh was topped with a hot comment: "I like it too." ”

yzh, isn't this Yi Zehan's initials? Isn't he in a meeting?

Ming Nuohan clicked on the building in the building:

"You can't be Yi Zehan himself?"

"It turns out that Mr. Y that Sister Han said is you!"

"I'm curious, which of you chased who first?"

"+1 upstairs, I don't believe Xiao Ming will chase after me. ”

Ming Nuohan suspected that he had read it wrong, clicked on his name, and entered his Weibo homepage, there was no content, and the number of Weibo followers was: 1.

The only object of attention was Ming Nuohan, and she was sure that he was Yi Zehan himself.

After Yi Zehan finished speaking, the meeting continued, and she took advantage of the time to go to the toilet to swipe her Weibo.

The people who ate melons found that Ming Nuohan locked up each other, which completely confirmed the relationship between the two.

Ming Nuohan couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, and posted another Weibo, leaning in front of the BMW just now and looking up to take the photo of the LED screen, the man in the photo smiled just right: "May I ask if the meeting is over? Can you give me back my Santa Claus@yzh?" ”

"I thought it was a big pig's trotters that arched our cabbage, but I didn't expect it to be the male god himself. ”

"Please get married on the spot, this fan is tired of talking. ”

"I'm out of love, and my favorite woman and my favorite male god professor mess with each other. ”

Netizens fryed, and just when Ming Nuohan thought that Yi Zehan would not reply to her again, he commented on her again: "Your Santa Claus has prepared a gift for you." ”

What gifts?

"Liars. ”

Ming Nuohan hadn't sent it yet, and a large bouquet of red roses was delivered on time outside the door: "Hello Miss Ming, this is the flower sent to you by Mr. Yi, please sign for it." ”

"My girl, be happy. Min Nuohan held the bouquet of roses, smelled it, there was a card on it, she took a photo, and replied to his comment: "Received, work hard, wait for you." ”

After a while, the kung fu hot search list was basically contracted by them, and seven of the top ten were about Ming Nuohan and Yi Zehan:

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#明诺涵的神秘男友Y先生曝光#

#明诺涵当众虐狗#

#本人很喜欢#

#把我的圣诞老人还给我#

#T大男神教授易泽寒#

#国际经济学论坛 Yi Zehan#

Netizens shouted for dog abuse, and at this time, Yi's official Weibo couldn't hold their breath and forwarded Ming Nuohan's Weibo, rubbing their popularity: "I hope Miss Ming can let Mr. Yi give me a salary increase, after all, you have a conflict with him/show affection, and I am the one who is hurt." ”

Okay, listening to this tone, you can know that the man who has the official Weibo password at this moment is Li Chong, and Ming Nuohan replied: "It must go up, what do you think@yzh?"

As he spoke, the number of Yi Zehan's fans exceeded one million, as if he was riding a rocket: "Listen to Miss Ming, rise." @明诺涵"

This is the last comment that Yi Zehan replied, it should be busy, Ming Nuohan quit Weibo, brushed his teeth and washed his face, and went to bed.

Lying on the bed and closing her eyes, the official announcement of the relationship, Yi Zehan's comment reply, and the festive atmosphere made it difficult for her to sleep, tossing and turning, and picked up the mobile phone charged on the bedside table and logged on Weibo.

"Did you sleep?"

Now at one o'clock in the morning Beijing time, the meeting has just ended, the first thing he wanted to call her, tentatively sent a WeChat message, but never expected to receive her reply: "Not yet." ”

Knowing that she hadn't slept yet, the man dialed her voice call, and Ming Nuohan answered the phone: "Hey-"

Ming Nuohan was lying on his side, and his whole tone didn't sound as steady as usual, Yi Zehan frowned: "Are you uncomfortable?"

Why did it make him feel like this?Ming Nuohan sat up from the bed: "No, maybe it's because I was lying down just now." ”

Yi Zehan was very noisy on the other end of the phone, and Ming Nuohan vaguely heard someone saying to him: "Would you like to have dinner with me?" ”

She heard Yi Zehan politely refuse the other party in English, and the other party asked him to eat together.

"Why don't you go to eat? It's not good for your stomach. "She had a stomach problem because of an irregular diet.

"I'll go after the phone call with you. Yi Zehan went to meet a few old classmates in the morning, attended the meeting in the afternoon, and only ate breakfast at the end of the day, sitting on the chair at the meeting site, and was asked by her, his stomach was really hungry, and there was a little bloodshot in his eyes: "Staying up late again?"

"I can't sleep, I see you on the electronic screen in the square, and I imagine the whole world announcing that the man on the screen is mine. ”

"Fool, your man will be back before the end of the month. The post-meeting discussion of the meeting lasted for three days, Yi Zehan's company has a transnational cooperation project here, and he can't go back for a while, and when he heard no sound on the other end of the phone, he thought that Ming Nuohan was asleep: "Xiaonuo?"