Ruan Cen thought that Pu Xinyi was just following her on a whim, but he didn't expect that he would accompany her in the office all day, and they even ate together at noon.

She was surprised, but she didn't show anything.

When he was about to leave work, he received a call from Gan Geng, informing him of the situation on Lawyer Yan's side.

With lawyer Yan Yan in the imperial capital, Tang Yang won the counterclaim. Through legal channels, Pu Cheng's seven beatings finally came to a complete end.

As soon as the facts came out, netizens praised Pu Chengqi avially, relying on the image of the embodiment of justice, the "sweet orange" camp of fans was greatly expanded.

Ruan Cen seemed to be in a good mood, and took the initiative to talk to Pu Xin.

"Congratulations."

"Your credit has nothing to do with me." Pu Xin shrugged, completely unconcerned.

Ruan Cen raised his eyebrows and did not speak.

Today, Wednesday, of course, you have to go to work on a weekday.

Moreover, as a broker, I work 24 hours a day, 365 days a year.

Pu Zhihan was disappointed, "Sister Cen Cen, I still want to take you to play racing......"

Fu Lai's ears were sharp, his eyes lit up, and he immediately withdrew from the game, "Racing? Yes, yes! Let's go together! ”

"I'll go to the office at half past eight." Ruan Cen glanced up at her.

Fu Lai seconds, "Okay, then I'll wait for you to take me to the imperial capital on weekends, oh no, I'm tired of playing here, you have time to take me to Licheng." ”

After saying that, she logged into the game again and pushed Pu Yinqi, "Let's continue!" ”

Pu Zhihan is still immersed in loss.

Pu Xinyi looked at Ruan Cen, his eyes seemed to flash, and he asked for a long time: "Are you from Licheng?" ”

Ruan Cen was stunned for half a second and denied: "No." ”

She didn't admit it, but he was sure.

Although she has not been able to find her information, it can be guessed from Fu Lai's words that she is also from Licheng.

Fu Lai had a lot of fun playing the game, but he also heard the conversation, and realized that he might have said the wrong thing, so he urged: "A-cen, it's not early, you should go to the company." ”

Country J, Breuych.

On the outskirts of the city, the Château de Thertis.

From a distance, a sea of flowers, full of flowers.

Up close, the purple flowers are clustered with golden stamens, and the stamens are gilded with a layer of gold, and the flowers are held high by the green leaves.

The stems are thick, the leaves are long ovate or lanceolate, the edges are sparsely rounded or obtusely serrate, and the color is also very beautiful, with purple, white, and yellow colors.

The peduncle is slightly thicker, the solitary leaf axil, the small bract ovate triangular is very small, the upper petals are violet, and the lower petals are tricolored, and the shape is extremely beautiful.

Looking closer, I saw a man in a sea of flowers.

Dressed in a neat black suit and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, he stood straight in the middle of the sea of flowers, motionless.

It seems to be looking at the scenery, and it seems to be thinking about people.

Standing beside him was a large dog, about half a man tall, with golden hair, smooth and shiny, the skin on his mouth falling slightly, two big ears hanging down, his tail hanging down, and his hind legs kicking back at an angle of more than sixty degrees.

The people are quiet and so are the dogs.

This went on for an unknown amount of time.

"Did you say she's okay?" The man asked suddenly.

"Wangwang."

"I miss her so much. You miss her too, don't you? ”

"Wangwang."

"Prince," the man moved, his slender hand patting the big dog lightly, and his fingers touched it, smoothing it.

The big dog barked comfortably, "Wang." ”

The man asked again, "Shall we go to her together?" ”

"Wow! Barking! Woohoo! ”

The big golden retriever barked several times in a row.