Early in the morning, he stood up and faced the camellia tree head-on, looking up at the dense foliage and flowers from the trunk.

She had heard these childlike ethereal and mischievous voices before, and these voices had always expressed what had happened. This is memory, it is the memory of plants, it is frolic, it is the silent frolic of plants, it is compassion...... It's their love for humanity......

This kind of thing doesn't happen very often, and it's not something that can be controlled in the early morning, and she has always been passively accepting.

How pitiful, little boy, crying?

Poor little boy crying?

What does the tree want to tell her? Does the little boy refer to Ji Yunchen?

In the early morning, Ji Yunchen cried when he was a child, and he couldn't help but wonder why he was crying, and he was still crying again. This kind of strong feeling makes the tree remember that something must have happened for so many years. Eager to know, she sat down on the ground again, leaning against the trunk of the tree and closing her eyes.

For ten minutes, nothing happened.

Early in the morning, he stood up again and asked the camellia tree, "What the hell do you want to tell me?"

The "......" breeze is still blowing, the leaves rustle, and the whole backyard is so peaceful and peaceful.

Early morning with a long sigh: "Alas......"

Never mind.

Let's go back and study Vier.

She took the picked flowers and walked back to the villa in three steps.

……

Hotel.

Ji Yunchen threw his phone on the coffee table, and his mood began to be irritable.

Although he hadn't contacted Qingchen in the past nine days, he knew everything she did in the villa, and he thought that letting Xiao Xiaona go over would make her better, but he didn't expect it to work this time.

"Sir. ”

Ah Jin walked up to him.

Ji Yunchen leaned back against the sofa and looked at him coldly.

Ah Jin put the document in his hand on the coffee table, and at the top was an invitation letter.

"Sir, this is the personal information of all the men who have been in contact with Sanshao with a scar on the left corner of their eye, and the above is an invitation letter from Mr. Zhou of Pengcheng Group. ”

"Pengcheng?" Ji Yunchen repeated in a low voice.

"Yes, this Mr. Zhou was taken care of by you four years ago, and it is thanks to you that he can sit in the position of chief president, this time you broke off the marriage contract with Miss Lan, and many people dare not approach you again, for fear of getting into trouble, but this Mr. Zhou specially sent an invitation letter at this time, it seems that he wants to repay the favor. ”

Gratitude?

As soon as he heard these two words, Ji Yunchen thought of the early morning again.

He reached out and took the invitation, opened it and looked at the address of the banquet written inside, which was located on the eighth floor of Pengcheng's head office.

"Ah Jin. He seemed to have something in mind.

"What do you command, sir?"

"Do something for me. ”

"Yes. ”

After Ji Yunchen gave the order, Ah Jin immediately carried it out.

Ji Yunchen put the invitation in his hand back on the coffee table, but his hand was not withdrawn, but he hesitated to pick up the mobile phone he had just dropped, flipped out the early morning number, and dialed it.

The sound of ringing ringing ringing in the mobile phone is a self-made recording, using a voice changer, adding background music, and it is Xiaona's masterpiece when you listen to it.

The content was irritated: "The phone is dialing, please wait, the owner is dressing up...... Don't hang up the phone yet, the owner is changing clothes...... Please wait a little longer, the host is ready to go...... Very good, hold on, the master still has 5 seconds to reach the battlefield, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, congratulations on your ......" The voice suddenly turned, and the voice dragged 2580,000: ", where did you come from? My master said, don't talk to fools on the phone." ”