Jiang Huaiyi's voice was buzzing: "I have to accompany customers at night." ”

Mingsheng said: "Then it's ......"

"Lie to you."

Jiang Huaiyi suddenly raised his head, his chin slammed on her chest, and his eyes slanted, "I said that you won't let me accompany me if I have something?" ”

Mingsheng lowered his head to meet his gaze.

Jiang Huaiyi picked up the document in his hand and threw it away with a bang, and the printing paper spread out a fan with black characters on a white background on the smooth countertop.

"Which of these things is more important to you?"

At this moment, a knock on the door shattered the atmosphere, and the eyes of the two people looked at the door in unison.

Jiang Huaiyi said impatiently, "Come in", and the assistant walked in with a document in his hand, and was shocked by the scene in front of him. Jiang Huaiyi hadn't let go of Ming Sheng's waist yet, and from the angle of the door, their posture looked like they were breastfeeding. That's really ...... So that she has no way to show professionalism and finish the evening itinerary fluently.

Fortunately, as soon as she said the word "evening", her boss decisively gave the order: "Get out." I'll talk about it later. ”

The assistant was stunned for a moment, and quickly resigned smartly.

This is...... What's a good thing about being broken by her?

Everyone had already left, and Ming Sheng still cautiously took a step back. Jiang Huaiyi's arms fell into vain, and he pursed his lower lip: "Let's go." ”

"Just like that?"

He had already picked up his coat, "Or else?" ”

"Your assistant seems to have something to do with you......"

"I know what's going on." Jiang Huaiyi took her shoulders and led people out of the office, and with the other hand he brought the door, just sealing her between the door and himself, and blinked lightly, "What do you care about so much." ”

Mingsheng could hear the sound of passing employees gasping.

Jiang Huaiyi clasped her five fingers and just led her away.

Mingsheng smiled faintly and slowly paced behind him. The back of his suit and leather shoes looks indifferent, indifferent, and has a kind of majesty that belongs to the workplace, and the action of pulling her is so strong in the eyes of others that it cannot be ignored. But only she knew that he was walking slowly, and she could tell by the subtle tug of his back when he wanted to look back at her.

She could see this person's attachment to her, and even her impatience when she was suffering from gains and losses.

Her index finger gently hooked his ring finger.

Jiang Huaiyi's fingers trembled suddenly, and he turned to look at her.

Just this one glance.

There is a special tacit understanding between lovers. As soon as they entered the parking lot, the two sat in the car, and Mingsheng took the initiative to turn sideways and let him hug him face to face. Jiang Huaiyi wrapped his arms around her shoulders, closed his eyes comfortably and sighed: "I really want to see you every day after work." ”

"Won't you see you when you get home?"

"That's different." He rubbed his lips against the skin of her ear and muttered, "I love the feeling that you're waiting for me." ”

Mingsheng tilted his head slightly: "I was waiting for you when I was at home." ”

The parking lot was empty, as if even the wind had stopped.

Jiang Huaiyi stared at her, smiling like she was the age when she first met him, "Really? ”

Mingsheng pinched his waist: "So, come back early tonight." Don't think I don't know you're going to have to go out later. ”

Jiang Huaiyi was pinched and bent over, smiled and reached out to take her into his arms: "What do you think I'm going to do?" ”

"Didn't you mean to accompany the client?"

Jiang Huai chuckled lightly and whispered in her ear, "I changed my mind." Let's go together. ”

Mingsheng traveled all the way for unknown reasons until he parked his car outside an art park.

Walking into the studio, through the greenery of the courtyard, there is a semi-open tea room. Jiang Huaiyi took her to sit here and wait.

Mingsheng flipped through the cultural brochures on the tea table, and in the glass-separated space behind him, a wood-colored carpet was empty, and several decorative white wedding dresses hung on a long shelf against the wall.

This is a wedding design studio.

They were met by designer Allen, an Englishman with turquoise eyes.

As soon as the tall man met, he warmly hugged Jiang Huaiyi: "Yi, you didn't tell me that your wife is also coming." After speaking, Xiang Mingsheng stretched out his arm, "You are more beautiful than he described, Mrs. Jiang." ”

Mingsheng passively accepted his friendly hug and thanked him softly.

Then, he glanced at Jiang Huaiyi suspiciously.

Without him explaining, Alan had already sat down: "I haven't introduced myself to you yet, Mrs. Jiang, I'm Alan, the founder here." Yi was my first investor. ”

His accent is strange, and although he is fluent in his choice of words, there is not a single word in the right tone. "Yi" is the most standard sound he pronounces.

Mingsheng was amused by his overly formal salutation and said, "Hello." I'm Mingsheng. ”

Alan tried to pronounce it: "Sheng——? ”

She nodded appreciatively: "Well, pretty standard. ”

JAC Yi looked at his watch quietly.

Alan pouted regretfully, "Looks like we need to get down to business first." He spread out a design book in his hand, "This is the first draft of my design, the theme and style are easy, and I am only responsible for the specific implementation." ”

He smiled and stretched out his hand to Mingsheng: "Happy newlywed, beautiful bride-to-be." ”

Alan is a very talkative person, with him there, Mingsheng basically didn't express any opinion on this upcoming wedding, it was JAC Yi who kept picking at the details and revising the plan.

The result was very different from what he had brought her in. On the way back, Jiang Huaiyi was a little dissatisfied: "Don't you have anything to say?" ”

"That friend of yours, Alan, is interesting."

He grabbed the steering wheel and turned his head angrily: "Who told you to say this." ”

Ming Sheng still didn't give up, and raised his eyebrows: "He said that you are his investor." ”

Jiang Huai Yi turned his head in discouragement and said lightly: "That was a long time ago. At that time, he was still studying, majoring in interior design in England, loving beauty and wine, and dreaming of opening an independent studio. ”

"You met him at the bar?"

She is as sure as a god.

Jiang Huai glanced at her with complicated eyes, and admitted with difficulty: "Yes." ”

Mingsheng laughed out loud in the car regardless of his image.

Jiang Huaiyi stretched out his thumb to pinch her face while driving the car: "What are you laughing at?" ”

She was still entertaining herself, her eyes bright: "I'll just say, you don't look like a calm investor." Let me guess, what are you giving him a grant for? Lose the fight, or fail the girl? ”

"Lu Mingsheng—"

"Neither?"

Jiang Huaiyi propped his elbows on the car window, his nails unconsciously scraped his lips, as if he remembered something embarrassing, looked at the traffic and said lightly: "Almost." ”

Mingsheng felt that there was something greasy in this.

As a expectant woman with little recreational activities, she maintains a close relationship with Alan. All the details that were originally finalized by Jiang Huaiyi were transferred to her. Alan discussed with her the design and materials of the bouquet, and Mingsheng's favorite blue roses had to be discarded because they did not match the color of the wedding theme, and the intimate Alan immediately ordered a large bouquet of blue roses the next day to comfort the bride.

Jiang Huaiyi's face turned green all night after knowing it, and no matter how much Ming Sheng appeased, it was ineffective.

Finally, the two sat in silence on the bed, the bouquet of blue roses emitting a dark fragrance on the bedside table.

Mingsheng had a showdown: "You don't want to tell me, I can only make up my mind from Allen's side." ”

"You're so curious?"

"I'm curious about you." She looked at him sideways, "You never mentioned the years you were abroad. ”

What kind of material does time use to turn that invincible boy into this person next to her?

He seemed to be touched by something, and finally looked into her eyes seriously: "Really want to know?" ”

"Hmm."

"I lost a bet."

"What kind?"

He held his finger up and pointed to the ring on his ring finger: "About it." ”

At that time, he ran away in gloom, and he didn't want to make friends there, and every day, in addition to finishing his studies, he occasionally went to drink a few drinks alone. Warm, talkative, talented, and an excellent casual drinking buddy.

Allen took a fancy to Jiang Huaiyi's frustration and spending, and made a bet with him under the pretext of helping him get out of the past, that within a year, if he couldn't forget the Chinese girl in his heart, he would give him a start-up capital.

"I was doing well at the time and never followed any of your news. I party with Alan's friends every day, and there are a lot of girls who like me. Speaking of the last sentence, Jiang Huaiyi glanced at her carefully.

Mingsheng was not angry.

He continued: "I almost won that bet. ”

"And then?"

Jiang Huaiyi quickly lay down, covered his face with a light quilt, and played tricks: "I'm tired, I'll talk about the second half next time." ”

Mingsheng scratched his itch relentlessly: "Say it or not?" ”

"Don't say it." He rolled around on the bed like a sloppy child, "Don't bully me anymore." ”

This person became stubborn, and Ming Sheng had nothing to do with him.

It was already late at night, and she had to fall asleep cooperatively.

The second half of the story was told to her by Allen.

"Later, Yi jumped into the Thames."

Alan laughed slyly, "Because I took off his ring while he was unprepared." He lied to me that it was just a decorative ring, but I believed it had a meaning. Sure enough, I only made a feint, and without thinking about it, he jumped into the water in the direction I threw it. ”

"I won a lot of money." Alan said proudly.

Then, he took out the final draft of the plan, made a final confirmation with his distinguished guests, and took out a sample of the invitation: "Come on, let's get back to business." ”

Mingsheng hadn't recovered from the story yet, and took the invitation in a daze.

Alan instructed her, "You can smell the flowers on it." ”

Mingsheng did so, and the light pink invitation was dyed with a faint fragrance. The scent is natural and familiar, without the complex front, middle and back notes of the fragrance, it is pure and pleasant, as if it is smelling a flower breaking through the earth.

Alan scolded: "Yi is a perverted customer!" I tried nine processes to get the faint aroma of champagne roses to stay on the paper, and what you smell now is my bloody taste! ”

Then he stopped, frowned, and asked, "By the way, is that how you use it?" 166 Reading Network