After dinner, Lin Luo sat on the sofa. Organize the details that need to be modified on the design drawing.

There was a vibrating sound from the briefcase next to her, and she opened the briefcase and accidentally pulled out the document and dropped it on the ground.

She didn't remember the studio taking a contract for that.

The more she looked down at the contract, the more ugly her face became, and the later stage was completed by Lin Luo, the designer designated by the Ye Clan, if the contract was broken, it would mean tens of millions of compensation, and nine o'clock tomorrow morning would be the deadline for the last day.

With his hands empty, Lin Luo looked up at Han An, who was rarely flustered on his face: "Are you going to break the contract?"

All the money of the studio is used to run other projects, and if the contract is broken, it means that there will be problems in the funding chain.

"Yes. ”

Han An knew that it was that person's trick, but how could he be willing to send her back to him.

"I disagree. ”

The air suddenly fell silent, and the minutes passed like this, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere became oppressive.

There was too much emotion in Han An's eyes, and finally there was sarcasm in his tone: "Are you so eager to return to him?"

Looking at the girl's surprised expression, he quickly opened the door and left, knowing that she didn't mean that, but the jealousy in his heart made him unable to control his words, such a self, even he felt disgusting.

Facing the closed door, Lin Luo said astringently: "You know that I didn't mean that." ”

She knew what he wanted for her, but her heart had already died on that rainy night seven years ago.

She booked the earliest ticket to Z City, and when she walked downstairs, Lin Luo stopped.

In the dim light not far away, Han An's slender figure cast a long shadow, giving people the feeling that he had been standing there for a long time.

The two looked at each other quietly from a short distance, and he broke the silence when he spoke: "I'll send you." ”

Neither of them spoke during the hour's drive, because neither knew how to speak.

There were not many people at the airport late at night, so Han An handed back the luggage in his hand to her, along with a key: "This is the key to the house in Z City, take care of yourself." ”

Lin Luo held the key in his palm, he always thought about everything for her like this, and for some reason her nose was sour: "Thank you, Han An." ”

The frost on Han An's face faded, and her brown eyes reflected her in gentle firmness: "I said you don't have to say thank you to me. ”

The girl waved at him and walked into the gate to drown in the crowd, seven years ago he took her out of that place, seven years later he personally put her on the plane back, that didn't mean he would let go.

The conference room on the 21st floor was filled with unprecedented oppression.

The sound of high heels on the smooth floor fell into everyone's eardrums with extra clarity.

Everyone looked up through the frosted glass, and a slender figure appeared on the side of the glass, with an unspoken sense of mystery.

The door was pushed open, and the woman's eyebrows were picturesque and beautiful, just like the woman in the painting, and the elegant temperament on her body was innate, which made people unable to take their eyes off.

"Hello, I'm Lin Luo, who is in charge of this design. ”

The man stood up and shook hands with her, his handsome face, with a shallow smile, Lin Luo's heart trembled, even if he hadn't seen him for seven years, he was still the same.

These big palms, which have held her countless times, have been shaken again after seven years, and the feeling he brought to him has not changed at all, but has become stronger.