Ye Chenmeng likes Lan Lichuan's warm hug, especially when his ears are close to his heart, listening to his powerful heartbeat.

But standing on the balcony blowing the cold breeze on this big night is indeed a very unwise choice.

So she still poked the man's sturdy waist in the end: "When the time comes to go to France, will we travel with the employees?" ”

"You can travel alone if you want. As is customary in previous years, I got on the plane with them, arrived together, and came back together on the last day, and that's it. So most of the time I spent traveling on business. Lan Lichuan said.

Ye Chenmeng took the man's warm big hand and grabbed it into the room, and finally pressed him to sit down on the edge of the sofa, and then took out a small notebook from the drawer. He sat down beside Lan Lichuan, opened the small notebook and pointed to the first page and said, "I made a plan." ”

Lan Lichuan roughly looked at the first page, which was about the perfect time schedule for the two of them to travel to France.

His pupils, as deep as the sea, carved the delicate font on the notebook deeply into his mind. There was silence for a long time before he asked her, "What if I tell you that you have to travel with your employees?" ”

"Then execute according to this plan!" Ye Chenmeng took out another notebook, which was the two travel planners she had made last weekend.

It's a seven-day tour of Paris.

She categorized all the places she wanted to go into a detailed guide, and the only people in the whole plan were each other.

France.

There is the Eiffel Tower, which she likes, and the banks of the Seine, the Cathedral of Reims, the Palace of Versailles, and the Louvre, which symbolizes the Renaissance, the romantic Provence, the blue coast of Nice......

All of that was the place she had been to in her dreams. Some of them were the last time she was there, and some of them were not.

Whether she has been there or not, she hopes to be with him this time to create memories that only belong to the two of them.

Lan Li Chuanzai carefully looked at the pictures she accompanied and wrote the text for the pictures. In the end, I took it all to heart.

He promised her, "Just do this." ”

Ye Chenmeng smiled contentedly.

In fact, these places are indeed what she wants to go, but the most important thing is not the plan, but the person in the plan. And these plans, she just wanted to distract the man, leading to a smoother and more surprising proposal before going to Paris.

Day 2.

Lan Lichuan took Zhibao and the meat bun to the Science and Technology Museum as agreed, while Ye Chenmeng chose to act alone on the grounds of Lingfeng International.

After Lan Lichuan left with Zhibao and the meat bun, Ye Chenmeng went straight to whisper.

When she arrived, Yu Kexin had been waiting for a long time.

"What's the matter with you saying on the phone that you're unemployed? Didn't you say you were on annual leave before? The first thing Ye Chenmeng asked Yu Kexin was related to her.

Yu Kexin picked up the strong coffee and took a sip lightly: "Xiao Junjun confessed to me." ”

"...... "If this matter had been done a few years ago, maybe Ye Chenmeng would have clapped his hands and said that Wei Junliu had a vision." But later the arrangement of fate made Kexin and Xin Zihan form an indissoluble bond.

So when things came to this point, Ye Chenmeng was still entangled with Kexin.

Looking at Ye Chenmeng's sad face, Yu Kexin couldn't help but laugh: "What are you doing with a sad face and a bitter face?" I'm the one who is embarrassed. ”

"Then you didn't say yes, did you?" Ye Chenmeng asked.

Yu Kexin put down the coffee cup in her hand: "Why do I think you don't seem to want me to agree!" ”

"Did you say yes?"

"There is no ......" Yu Kexin looked interested.

Ye Chenmeng's words changed suddenly: "Actually, there's nothing to worry about!" Isn't the person you like Wei Junliu? It's not easy for two people to like each other. You just promise him to be together! ”

Yu Kexin was a little surprised by Ye Chenmeng's answer.

"I signed a contract with Xin Zihan." Yu Kexin suddenly threw out such a sentence.

Ye Chenmeng asked curiously, "What contract?" ”

"I work as a driver for him, and the contract stipulates that he is not allowed to fall in love during his employment......"

Ye Chenmeng snorted and laughed, "Then you can be with Director Xin!" What do you think, Director Xin is so well-intentioned, he can even come up with such a naughty method, and he is hard enough to keep you by his side! ”

In fact, what she wanted to say was, how did he come up with such a crazy method?

"He really wanted to keep me with him, so that he could torture me, and I felt like I was a barbecue tied to a pole, ready for him to eat when it was cooked in all directions!"

"Are you sure you've been eaten and wiped clean?" Ye Chenmeng teased.

Yu Kexin said: "Now wait for the cramps to pull out the bones!" By the way, how many days are you going to propose? ”

"Two or three days!" After Ye Chenmeng finished speaking, he wrapped the eleventh day of the Whispering Cafe.

Yu Kexin said: "The 11th is not a good day. And it's November 11th, isn't it Singles' Day? ”

"In the popular phrase of the moment, shouldn't November 11 be a lifetime of loving only one person for the rest of your life?" Ye Chenmeng asked.

Yu Kexin immediately smiled: "That's right, you only love one person for the rest of your life, and that person is yourself!" ”

"I'd better change it to November 12th!" couldn't say that Yu Kexin's three-inch tongue was incorruptible, so Ye Chenmeng decisively changed the time to November 12th.

The decoration and design of the entire whisper were handed over to Yu Kexin, and Ye Chenmeng went home with peace of mind to prepare the lines he was going to say at that time.

In Lanli Villa, Ye Chenmeng wrote a lot of lines, and finally silently threw them into the trash.

Sister Zhang knocked on the door and came in, holding a cup of green tea: "What is the young lady doing?" Having something going wrong at work? ”

Ye Chenmeng took the green tea and looked at Sister Zhang's eyes lit up: "Sister Zhang, that's the case, I have a friend who wants to propose to her boyfriend, and then I don't know what lines to say when proposing, so let me help think of a way......"

"Oh, are the genders the same?" Sister Zhang suddenly popped out such a sentence, so frightened that Ye Chenmeng took a mouthful of tea and sprayed it on the half-written white paper on the table.

When Sister Zhang saw it, she hurriedly pulled the tissue to help Ye Chenmeng wipe her face. Ye Chenmeng took the tissue, and Sister Zhang threw the wet white paper into the trash, and then wiped the table with the apron on her body.

Ye Chenmeng looked at Sister Zhang with tears and laughter, Sister Zhang's thinking is indeed too avant-garde!

"Sister Zhang, you better go and get busy first......" Ye Chenmeng returned the teacup to Sister Zhang.

Lan Lichuan took Zhibao and the meat bun home, and as soon as he went upstairs, he saw the woman who was messing up her clothes.

He leaned lazily against the door, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt casually, and laughed and teased: "Mrs. Lan, is this practicing some special performance while I am away?" ”

"......" Ye Chenmeng threw the wet napkin in his hand into the trash, and smiled more ugly than crying: "I'd better go take a bath first!" You're waiting for me, good! ”

After speaking, when passing by Lan Lichuan, he smoothly fell into a fragrant kiss on the man's face, and then turned around and went to the bedroom.

Looking messy, the man's forehead twitched.

With a long step, he bent down to pick up the pen that had fallen to the ground.

But when I got up, I happened to see a piece of scratch paper quietly exposed in the trash. The scratch paper was soaked with water, and all the pen handwriting was blurred, but it was not difficult to see that it was Mrs. Lan's unique handwriting.

There was a very simple line written on the handwriting: Lan Er, marry me? If you don't marry me, I won't marry you.

The corners of the man's lips suddenly snaked into a shallow arc, and the light set off the man's deep eyes even deeper.

The sound of the phone vibrating in his pocket brought his thoughts back to his mind again.

Murong He's slightly excited voice came from the other end of the phone: "The matter is arranged on the twelfth, and you have big things to deal with in these two days." We have already met with the authority in this area, you come to the hospital tomorrow, and we will talk in detail. ”

"Okay." Lan Lichuan responded lightly and hung up the phone. He bent down and picked up the scratch paper in the trash can, his eyebrows furrowed into a deep Sichuan character.

Ye Chenmeng received a call from Qian Yanna after taking a bath, and after Leng Yifeng joined the Lingfeng Group, the first big move was to acquire the Ye Group of the year.

Since Leng Yifeng took Wen Wan's position, Lan Lichuan arranged Qian Yanna in Lingfeng International.

Back then, since the death of Ye Hai and Qin Hailian, Leng Yifeng made a big move to acquire the Ye Group under the name of the Leng Group.

However, it did not destroy the Ye family from beginning to end, and even retained the original employees and operation system in the company. If the Ye Group had been integrated into the Leng Group at that time, it would have obviously brought more benefits to Leng Yifeng, but he didn't do that.

Ye Chenmeng still remembered that when she returned to Yancheng, Leng Yifeng said that as long as she left Lan Lichuan, he would definitely return it to her from the Ye Group.

She is now the largest shareholder of Lingfeng Group, if Leng Yifeng uses Lingfeng Group to acquire Ye's, wouldn't it be equivalent to returning Ye's to her in disguise?

What exactly does Leng Yifeng mean?

Early in the morning of the second day, Ye Chenmeng asked Lan Lichuan to drive himself to the Leng Group.

Not surprisingly, whether she was the editor-in-chief of the magazine back then, or the vice president of Dinghan Group now, the staff at the front desk stopped her in the group hall.

Ye Chenmeng had no choice but to take out his mobile phone, but found that he had never saved Leng Yifeng's phone number at all. However, the fingertips easily flowed out of the string of numbers, a string of numbers that I didn't know when I memorized.

The phone rang several times, but no one answered.

In the French restaurant opposite the Leng Group, Leng Yifeng looked indifferently at the mobile phone that kept vibrating on his desktop, and then raised his eyes to look through the glass at the thin back of the woman in the hall opposite.

There was silence for a few seconds, and the cold pupils glowed with a cold glow.

It wasn't until the phone ringtone finally stopped, and his slender fingertips, which were as white as onions, finally picked up the phone......