Yi Yangfeng noticed that Zhao Yuanyuan's expression was different, and asked a little anxiously: "Sister Yuanyuan, where are you uncomfortable? Why are you so pale?"

Zhao Yuan hurriedly picked up the cup and wanted to cover it up, but his hands trembled a little, and the coffee in the cup couldn't stand the ripples, splashing a little light brown on the table.

Yi Yangfeng hurriedly wiped her with a napkin, handed over his coffee cup and said, "Why don't you drink my cup?"

Zhao Yuan closed his eyes and shook his head, not wanting to speak.

Yi Yangfeng said: "You shouldn't have a cold, right?" Director Gan, they are sitting at Gate 1, why don't I go and ask, is there anyone who has brought cold medicine?" After speaking, he stood up.

Zhao Yuan waved his hand and said, "No need——, I don't have a cold, just take a rest." ”

Yi Yangfeng sighed helplessly, instructed the waiter to make a new cup of hot coffee, and sat on the chair and looked through his mobile phone.

After looking at it for a while, Yi Yangfeng couldn't help dragging the chair next to Zhao Yuan, handed over the phone, and snickered: "Sister Yuanyuan, look, here is a photo of Mr. Qin, he is still full of romance." ”

Zhao Yuan looked at his phone quickly, and sure enough, he saw a photo of Qin Yiyu and many beauties. I saw Qin Yiyu standing calmly in the middle of the photo, surrounded by seven or eight beauties. The beauties are all like flowers and jade, smiling smartly, and the man in the middle is extraordinarily proud and uninhibited.

Zhao Yuan reluctantly took a sip of hot coffee, gritted his teeth, and did not speak.

Yi Yangfeng continued: "You see, there is also an explanation below - 'Yangfan Group advanced into the southwest region, and Vice Chairman Qin Yiyu inspected the sales center of Yangfan's Xishanqi series of vacation houses'. Hey, I remember once I went to play on the West Mountain in Jiangcheng, and I saw the house in the West Mountain, which was high-end and tasteful, very good. Mr. Qin inspected the sales center, no wonder there are all beauties around him, isn't the sales department engaged in the sales of beauties now......

Zhao Yuan only felt at a loss in his heart, and he had mixed tastes.

Yes, Qin Yiyu has always been extremely eager for success. When he used to be with him, he always dreamed that he would be able to reach the pinnacle of power, attain great wealth and supreme glory.

He would hug Zhao Yuan and say, "Baby, I will definitely let you live in the most luxurious villa in the future, and invite a chef and driver at home, so that you can dress yourself up beautifully." Well, I'm going to keep a Tibetan mastiff, and let it protect you when I'm away. ”

Whenever he passed by the statues of great men on the street, he would say with great ambition: "Baby, in many years, my statues will stand here in their place." When the time comes, others will admire me and envy you. ”

Zhao Yuan always disagreed: "Yiyu, what's so good about a great man? Chasing fame and fortune, and finally dying alone." I just want to be with my loved ones for the rest of my life, rich or poor. ”

Qin Yiyu would clasp her shoulders: "Far away, I don't want the person you fall in love with to be a mediocre person, and I don't want the person you fall in love with to be a failure." Since I love you, I will definitely give you the best of everything in this world. ”

The best of everything in this world?

Now, does he have it all on his own?

Vice Chairman of a large listed company with operations all over the country.

His wife is the daughter of Jin Ziqiang, a wealthy man who is at the top of the national wealth list.

Young and handsome, he is admired and envied by countless people around him.

It's just, what about the vows he once made?

Is it all a joke?

Is it all a lie?

Is it all wishful thinking?

The plane soared into the blue sky with a feeling of overweight and glided forward smoothly. Zhao Yuan felt physically and mentally exhausted, but he couldn't sleep when he closed his eyes. She simply sat up straight, took out an aviation magazine from the back of the airline chair and flipped through it to pass the time.

Unexpectedly, the first page of the magazine was actually an advertisement for the project "Xishanqi". After some fantastic renderings, there was a short article introducing Jin Ziqiang, chairman of Yangfan Group, but Zhao Yuan skipped it directly, skipped a few pages, and turned to the middle of the magazine.

I saw a big headline coming into view - the Chinese dream of the black guy. Zhao Yuan browsed it from afar, telling the story of a young man from South Africa who came to China thousands of miles away, fell in love with traditional Chinese culture, and finally settled down in Chengdu, Sichuan.

Turning the page again, the whole page is full of all kinds of festive pictures of African guys and Chengdu girls wearing Han Dynasty wedding dresses to hold traditional Chinese weddings, and in the middle of the pictures are a few jumping red characters - a thousand miles of marriage, African guys and Shu beauties tie the knot of Qin and Jin.

How good is Qin Jinzhi? Zhao Yuan sneered, and a past event uncontrollably appeared in his mind.

It should be a sophomore, Zhao Yuan made an appointment with Qin Yiyu to visit Luoxia Mountain outside Nancheng. There is a Luoxia Temple on Luoxia Mountain, which is a famous ancient temple, and it is said to be very effective.

As soon as the two of them arrived at Luoxia Mountain, they went straight to Luoxia Temple. Passing through the corner of the pavilion, straight to the front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, only to see that behind the green smoke rising is a gilded full-body statue of Shakyamuni Buddha that is more than ten meters high. Looking up, the Buddha's demeanor is peaceful, and there is endless * and solemnity in compassion; Zhao Yuan felt that his whole heart seemed to become empty in an instant, and a kind of respect hidden in the depths of his soul arose, and he unconsciously let go of the hand holding Qin Yiyu and stood outside the hall to rejuvenate.

There are several middle-aged women in the hall who bought wishing red candles at the entrance, lit them by the monks in the temple, and placed them in front of the Buddha statue. The monk put the red candle, and the woman who bought the candle knelt on the futon in front of the Buddha statue, first clasped her hands together in front of her chest, and then put her palms up in front of the futon, kowtowed, and put her forehead on the palm of her hand, and then slowly got up......

Zhao Yuan was sighing at the piety of a good man and a woman, but Qin Yiyu beside him walked into the hall at some point. He also bought red candles, the largest kind, and followed the monk and silently came to the Buddha statue. The monk lit the red candle, set it up, and walked away. Qin Yiyu knelt down, folded his hands carefully in front of his chest, and then placed his palms up in front of the futon, and kowtowed deeply towards the Buddha statue.

One, two, three, Qin Yiyu kowtowed three times before slowly getting up and walking out.

Out of the main hall, Zhao Yuan took Qin Yiyu's arm and walked forward, and asked curiously: "Hey, did you just go to make a wish?

Qin Yiyu stretched out his hand and hugged Yuanyuan's shoulder: "This is a temple, and it is not allowed to say the wish." I'll tell you later. ”