Chapter 227: A Trip to Milan

"Okay." Meng Wanyin nodded, her eyes were full of emotion, and the details were the most touching.

Yue Jiangcheng was able to give up the meeting and come back to see her off, which is enough to prove that placing her in a very high position in his heart is the feeling of being loved.

For a high-flying president like Yue Jiangcheng, time is more important than anything else.

Walking into the airport, Meng Wanyin looked calm, with a soft smile in her eyes, Yue Jinyu looked at her mother reluctantly, but had to wave goodbye.

"Evening groan." Lu Qing ran over with a big bag and a small bag, with a happy smile on his face, followed by Shen Zonghe.

"He's going too?" Meng Wanyin looked at Shen Zonghe and asked curiously.

"Yes, I begged him for a long time and finally agreed to come with us." Lu Qing raised her eyebrows and said, she originally thought that Shen Zonghe would not agree, but she didn't expect him to readily agree, which made her overjoyed.

It is said that feelings can be cultivated, and now it seems that this is not false at all. Although Shen Zonghe doesn't like her now, Lu Qing believes that he will be in love over time.

So she also thought about it, she would give all her efforts to capture him step by step and get Shen Zonghe's heart. If the final result is still unsatisfactory, it only proves that they are destined. Then he won't think about it so much.

"Late groan, long time no see." Shen Zonghe's eyes flashed, and he said in a gentle voice, the smile on his face was like the sunshine in July, warming people's hearts.

Meng Wanyin raised her eyes, looked at Shen Zonghe with sparkling eyes, her red lips opened slightly, and she said softly: "Yes, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

The atmosphere between the two was a little delicate, Lu Qing stood aside, her face was a little dark, of course she knew that what Shen Zonghe liked from the beginning was Meng Wanyin.

Stepping on the plane, the wind and waves were calm, Meng Wanyin leaned on the chair, closed her eyes and pondered, Lu Qing sat aside, the sorrow in her eyes could not be hidden, this trip to Milan, can save her love.

Sighing helplessly, Lu Qing got up and walked to Shen Zonghe's side, and asked gently, "What to drink?" ”

She always didn't understand why she was getting along with Shen Zonghe, and she even felt so hard to say a word, were they really inappropriate? But she loved him so much......

"No, you don't." Shen Zonghe put down the book in his hand, his eyes were flat, he glanced at Lu Qing calmly, and then turned to Meng Wanyin, a touch of contemplation, which was extremely heavy.

Lu Qing only felt like a fish in her throat, the loneliness in her eyes could not be hidden, she looked up and looked up, and her heart was filled with indescribable coolness.

Meng Wanyin didn't know anything about this, now she knew what she wanted most, the Milan competition was the most important, and she had to prove that their company was capable of eating Meng's.

The details of the design drawings came to mind, and every detail, Meng Wanyin was meticulous and orderly, and she was full of confidence in this design.

Although the standards in Milan are very high, Meng Wanyin is also fully prepared.

Time passed quietly, and seven hours later, the plane arrived at the airport in Milan.

The sun was shining beside him, and the clear sky was refreshing, Meng Wanyin stretched her waist, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Shen Zonghe stood behind him, his eyes did not leave Meng Wanyin's body for a moment, Lu Qing followed behind with gloomy eyes, what did she do to fight for this man who didn't love her?

Elis Lankai Hotel.

Meng Wanyin stood in the hall, the white gauze skirt on her body revealed a fairy aura, and her quiet smiling face was full of joy, and she didn't know why, when she stepped here, she felt comfortable.

The fruity fragrance of the surroundings is refreshing, although Milan is a small country, but the economy is very developed, the hotel is particularly beautifully decorated, with intricate patterns inlaid with diamonds, shimmering under the incandescent light, everything is so dreamlike.

"It's so beautiful here." Lu Qing couldn't help but admire, the light in his eyes flickered.

"Evening chanting, it's cold, add some clothes." Shen Zonghe suddenly stepped forward, walked behind Meng Wanyin, and draped the white coat in his hand over her body.

He has recovered his memory, the past is surging like a tide, and his love for Meng Wanyin has not disappeared because of time, but is like the liquor, which is getting stronger and stronger.

"No need, Lu Qing's face is not very good, give her the clothes." Meng Wanyin frowned slightly, and her clear eyes were clear.

The affection in Shen Zonghe's eyes was too obvious, which made her very helpless, in the past, she was very grateful to the man in front of her, but Lu Qing was his beloved.

They can't be.

Shen Zonghe's face changed slightly, and he didn't say anything and put his coat on Lu Qing's body.

However, Lu Qing didn't feel the slightest joy, she looked at the man in front of her expressionlessly, and only felt that her heart hurt as if it had been torn apart.

In his eyes, in his heart, he couldn't tolerate her at all.

Coming to the room, the huge floor-to-ceiling windows have an unobstructed view of the entire Milan scenery, Meng Wanyin took out the design draft, and pondered carefully, she always felt that there was still something that needed to be improved.

"Evening groaning, it's already good." Lu Qing, who had changed his clothes, saw Meng Wanyin's contemplative appearance and said comfortingly.

For this competition, Meng Wanyin has put in too much effort, and she has been immersed in the design draft almost every day for a month, and Lu Qing feels that she is a little crazy.

"It's not enough." Meng Wanyin raised her head, the dark circles under her eyes were particularly obvious, because of the pressure, she also had a bad sleep.

"Let's go out for a walk." Lu Qing suddenly spoke, his eyes bright and full of starlight.

"You call Zong He to go, I want to fix this detail again." Meng Wanyin said seriously, her brown pupils were full of clarity.

Lu Qing asked Shen Zonghe to come to Milan together, the purpose was self-evident, and of course she would create opportunities for the two.

This time she came to Milan, Meng Wanyin also wanted to adjust her mood, the hatred and grief in the past were dissipating with the wind, Meng Mu and Meng Nianci were not worth mentioning to her now.

It was getting late, the mobile phone on the table suddenly rang, Meng Wanyin slowly came back to her senses, looking at the moon in the sky, her eyes as bright as a galaxy flashed.

She got up and looked at the call from above, a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Is it going well?" Yue Jiangcheng's voice was full of magnetism, and his deep tone seemed to be a moving song entering Meng Wanyin's heart.

"Well, it's beautiful here." Meng Wanyin looked up at the starry sky, and her voice was gentle and sweet.

In just one day, she actually felt a little missing, Yue Jiangcheng's handsome face appeared in her pupils, and her fair little face couldn't help but float with the shyness of a little woman.

The bitterness of longing, in the chest, makes people love and hate.

"Did you miss me?" Yue Jiangcheng was silent for a second, and then asked, a smile rising on his expressionless face.

"Nope." Meng Wanyin replied duplicityly, but her heart was full of warmth.