Chapter 2 2.No such person

Xiao Xiao drove the car to Yu Ye's apartment, and just as he was about to speak, he saw that Yu Ye had fallen asleep in the back seat of the car. After struggling for a moment, Xiao Xiao opened the car door and gently picked up Yu Ye, his hands didn't know how to put them, and his ears were even more red. This is the first time I've known Yu Ye so close for so long, and Xiao Wei even exaggerated to hear his accelerated heartbeat.

Watching the elevator rise little by little, Xiao Wei's ears became more and more red, and finally waited for the elevator door to open with a ding, Xiao Wei walked out of the elevator with Yu Ye in his arms but did not go back to Yu Ye's house first, but turned his hand and knocked on another door. The knock on the door was peculiar, like some kind of password. Soon the door opened, and Xiao Er saw Yu Ye in Xiao Wei's hand, turned around and took the door card in his hand, and walked like the door opposite.

Swiped the door card and verified the fingerprints, Xiao Yi finally succeeded in putting down Yu Ye and handed it to Xiao Er. The eight of them are Xiao Er and Xiao Qi are women, Xiao Qi is responsible for Jing Yu's dyeing work, and Xiao Er is responsible for Jing Yu's life. The other brothers are responsible for Yu Ye's other work. Xiao Wei recently went to K City to see Yu Ye on vacation, and usually a few brothers run around the world, but Xiao Er and Xiao Qi have been by Yu Ye's side.

Looking at Yu Ye's sleeping face, Xiao Wei breathed a sigh of relief, and made a gesture to leave, but suddenly remembered something before going out, and looked back at Xiao Er, "Take good care of Yu Ye, her face was all white just now, and this time it must be serious again." By the way, you should prepare in advance, go pick up Yu Ye today, I saw him......"

"He? Are you sure you read that right? Xiao Er frowned.

"Probably not, he was sitting in the car behind Yu Ye, and he must have seen Yu Ye too."

"Sister Na Dye ......"

"Yu Ye didn't see it."

"Then ...... him"

"Although Yu Ye hasn't paid attention to him in the past few years, the brothers have helped her watch it, and that man should not be underestimated now." After Xiao Yi finished speaking, he looked up and saw Xiao Er's stunned appearance, and couldn't help but hold his forehead, secretly doubting the reason why Yu Ye fell in love with her in the first place, so he had to tell Xiao Er, "You'll know in a while." "Turn and leave.

Watching Xiao Yi leave, Xiao Er, who still didn't understand the connection, was woken up by the ringtone of his mobile phone, this is the phone number of the base! Glancing at Jing Yuran, who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, Xiao Er covered his mobile phone and left the bedroom, and gently closed the door of the house.

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At the beginning of the lanterns, Han Ziyan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the study and looked at the night scene of K City, calming down a little. Thinking of Xu Chen's distorted face when he came to give him the woman's information just now, the few words after opening the information, and even the four big words "There is no such person", Han Ziyan understood, and a huge wave was set off in his heart.

With Lu Shen's connections in country F, it is impossible not to find Jing Yuran's information, let alone find out that people can't find it, if this information is true, then Jing Yuran didn't go to country F at all, or she changed her identity. Thinking of this, Han Ziyan began to have a headache again, back then, if the two of them were not so young and frivolous, if one of them could be a little more mature, she would not have gone abroad for so many years, and he was ......

Looking at the slightly thin data record in his hand, Han Ziyan was a little lucky, fortunately, she didn't find nothing, at least she knew where she lived now. As for her work, the incoming returnee president of ZS Group, the appointment order personally issued by the headquarters of ZS Group in Country F. Han Ziyan thought of several cooperation cases between his company and ZS Group, although he really fell in love with ZS Group's comprehensive strength and overseas influence at first, but now, only he knows what the reason is.

Han Ziyan took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and when he saw the itinerary for the next day sent to him by Xu Chen, his originally casual expression suddenly converged, and the itinerary in the mobile phone clearly said "Discuss the resort on the outskirts of the city with ZS Group at one o'clock in the afternoon". A simple line of text, but Han Ziyan stared at it for a long time, and as if he suddenly reacted, he dialed Xu Chen back.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, Han Ziyan opened his mouth, "Push off the itinerary after ten o'clock tomorrow morning, and make an appointment with Leo's stylist for me, and I will arrive on time for the meeting tomorrow afternoon" After speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

Xu Chen on the other end of the phone ฮต (* ฬใƒปฯ‰ใƒป) ะท, he didn't say anything, okay, the boss just ignored him like this, wait, the boss is going to do styling!! Thinking of tomorrow afternoon's meeting, Xu Chen rolled his eyes helplessly, and people didn't say that the president of ZS Group would go in person! Boss, are you happy too early, but after so many years, the only one who can make the boss so impulsive......

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Jing Yuran slept until night, reached out to turn on the lamp on the bedside, looked at the somewhat unfamiliar room, and suddenly felt a little confused, and the whole person sat there so much. It wasn't until Xiao Er entered the house with a bowl of porridge that Jing Yuran suddenly realized that this was his room in China, and it was really embarrassing to raise his hand to support his forehead.

Jing Yuran coughed deliberately, looked at Xiao Er, blinked, and Xiao Er hurriedly handed her the porridge in his hand. Jing Yuran stretched out his hand and took a bite of it, "Xiao Er, your cooking skills have improved, this porridge is so soft and rotten, it's really good." โ€

Looking at Sister Ran's satisfied expression, Xiao Er didn't dare to tell the truth in her heart. The reason why this porridge is so soft and rotten is because she has been cooking it since six o'clock, and every time she brings it in and sees that Sister Ran is still sleeping, she silently takes it away and puts it in the pot to heat it, and this heat is hot for several hours, can it not be soft and rotten......

Thinking of the phone call in the afternoon, he hesitated again and again, Xiao Er still felt that it was better not to tell Sister Ran, after all, the base didn't let the man find anything, and Sister Ran hadn't seen him yet, so it was better to let it be. As for Xiaoxiao's words, she understands what it means, she can just say what she knows, what is it to sell, really.

Jing Yuran finished eating the bowl of porridge with satisfaction, and saw Xiao Er staring at him with a resentful face, stretching out his hand and shaking it, but Xiao Er still didn't react. Jing Yuran couldn't help but wonder if he was squeezing them too hard? No, I'm so gentle. With doubts, Jing Yuran stretched out his hand again, Xiao Er just came back to his senses, and saw Sister Ran's hand waving and waving in front of his eyes, with a gentle smile on his face, he couldn't help but tremble, this smile, that is the smile that Sister Ran often has when she is angry, how many times they have been punished for such a smile.

I can't think too much about where I provoked Sister Ran, Xiao Er took the bowl in Jing Yuran's hand and ran away, woo woo, what if I get punished in a while? Jing Yuran (โ‰–_โ‰–) sitting on the bed, I haven't said anything yet, okay, it makes her seem to be so fierce......

Jing Yuran, who finally got up, remembered his work, made a phone call to Xiaoqi, and then touched his stomach, which was no longer painful, and walked to the study.

Base Small Theater: When someone says that they are gentle, Xiaoyi to Xiaolu, who is far away in other countries, collectively rolls their eyes, there is no more gentle woman than you!

Someone, collectively: I'm sorry Yuye, we were wrong! You are the most tender woman in the world!