When Xia Fanjin, who bought pots and pans and forks but forgot to buy a quilt, came to the door of Feng Jiana's house with her pajamas, Feng Jiana happened to be brushing her teeth, and her thick curly hair was casually pulled behind her head.

She held a toothbrush in one hand, supported the door frame in the other, and said inarticulate with bubbles in her mouth: "Rubbing not enough to eat and still sleeping?" ”

Xia Fanjin replied, "Have you eaten at night?" As he spoke, he had already put aside Feng Jiana's hand and changed his shoes into the house.

Feng Jiana pursed her lips, "Eat, even if you have a conscience, you know to leave me food." ”

Because Xia Fanjin is not used to sleeping with others, he went to the study with the quilt at night, and there was a built-in single bed in it, which was just right to sleep alone.

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The next morning, when Xia Fanjin got up, Feng Jiana was already sitting at the table and slowly spreading jam on the toast.

Xia Fanjin yawned and glanced at the clock on the wall, it was already past nine o'clock.

"Why haven't you gone out yet? Don't you have to go to work? ”

Feng Jiana glanced at her with strange eyes, "It's Saturday today, are you too confused?" ”

Xia Fanjin, "...... I forgot. ”

I don't know if it's because I didn't sleep well last night, and my temples hurt for a while.

But she just remembered something, Xia Fanjin pulled out the chair opposite and sat down, took the milk handed to her by Feng Jiana, and said, "Just now, you can go with me to Silver Beach today to help me carry the rest of the things." ”

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However, when the two arrived at Tang Yong's house, Xia Fanjin lost the password three times, and all of them showed that the password was wrong.

Xia Fanjin was suspicious, could it be that she remembered it wrong? But she clearly remembers it clearly, 100903.

Feng Jiana leaned against the front of the car, and suddenly interrupted Xia Fanjin's thinking, "It can't be that Tang Yong changed the password, right?" ”

Xia Fanjin pursed his lips and did not refute Feng Jiana.

If he really changed the password, then what he wanted to express should be that she should not appear in front of him again.

But what if her stuff is still inside? Compared to Tang Yong's thoughts of not wanting to see her, Xia Fanjin felt that his desire not to have anything to do with him anymore was even stronger, especially after that night......

She wanted to take advantage of Tang Yong's absence to move the things away, so as not to run into them again and again.

Listening to the password lock with the wrong password prompt, Xia Fanjin was irritable, looked at the time on his phone, it was past ten o'clock in the morning, and it was three or four o'clock in the morning in Barcelona.

After hesitating for a while, Xia Fanjin still didn't call to ask.

In the end, the two decided to go to the furniture city to buy things that were still lacking at home, Xia Fanjin was wearing an apricot coat, skinny jeans and snow boots today, very simple dress, lining her like a college student, with a little more childishness.

It's just that she also wears a mask and a cap, and no one can recognize her when she walks down the street and in the supermarket.

It was almost dinner time when I got home after shopping, and after eating and cleaning up the house, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

Xia Fanjin took his mobile phone and sat on the sofa, staring at the mobile phone screen in a daze.

She was struggling with whether to call Tang Yong, and said that there were still some things left at his house, so she took them and left.

What Xia Fanjin hopes most at this moment is that before Tang Yong comes back from a business trip, she can clean up and disappear from his house completely.

It's afternoon in Barcelona, so he shouldn't be fine, right?

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In the conference hall of a financial company in Barcelona, on the conference table with all Western faces, a foreign man with brown hair and blue eyes is explaining the PPT that is being played.

As the only two eastern faces in the banquet, Tang Yong's handsome facial features are particularly prominent, wearing a black handmade suit, which is exquisitely cut, outlining his upright lines.

The dim light reflected a shadow on his handsome face.

The obsidian-like eyes reveal the calm and shrewdness of a businessman and his unique coldness, his eyes are deep but sharp looking at the content presented on the PPT, and from time to time he flips through the text in his hand.

Xi Ye beside him suddenly handed him the mobile phone under the table, "Mr. Tang, your phone." ”

Tang Zhen only glanced at the caller ID with Yu Guang, then refocused his eyes on the Chinese jiàn, Xi Ye paused, answered the phone, and whispered: "Sorry Miss Xia, Mr. Tang is in a meeting." ”

Xia Fanjin heard the other party's deliberately light voice, and opened his mouth, "That...... Sorry to bother. ”