Shen Fengyan's so-called privilege is different from others.

He said that he was used to talking to people about work like this, and if Lin Qinghuan wanted to be different, he had to take privileges from him.

But in what capacity does she want privileges from Shen Fengyan?

So, she's still as good as everyone else.

Let go of the hand you are holding, sit back in your seat, call up the design drawings and design materials, and start working with a businesslike attitude.

"I've revised all the parts that don't fit the current fashion, and I've tried to cater to the style of Johns Group's products, and I've tried my best to do better what I can do at this stage."

"These, and these, I have made a detailed summary of the design concept......"

She tried her best to keep herself from thinking about anything else, whether it was work or life, she always had to get used to this morning.

As for Shen Fengyan.

Lin Qinghuan has always wanted to lean on work, and what she has always said is related to work, and anyone can see that she wants to end this work report as soon as possible.

However, Shen Fengyan didn't mean to hear it, and directly interrupted her without waiting for her to finish: "Don't worry about saying this first, wait for me to take a look, okay?" ”

Meaning, he hasn't even read the design drawings yet, what is she doing in such a hurry to put out all her opinions?

The corners of Lin Qinghuan's mouth twitched, and he was silent for a while, and finally compromised: "Okay, then you can watch first." After saying that, he kept silent.

The corners of Shen Fengyan's mouth raised, and in the end she didn't say anything, leaning lazily on the sofa, slowly looking at the design drawings on her computer and the manuscripts and information documents in her hand.

However, his speed is too slow.

I don't know if the atmosphere is too depressing or what's wrong, Lin Qinghuan now has a feeling of living like a year.

Forehead...... No, it should be like years in seconds.

As soon as she looked up, she could see the craft clock hanging on the wall, simple cold metal texture, rigorous and dull, not much different from Lin Qinghuan's current mood.

Half an hour passed, and Lin Qinghuan felt as if a century had passed.

Shen Fengyan didn't speak, just sat in his place and looked at the information in his hand.

But, who can tell her that she is so serious about it, and it is still the first design work for Mao?

Doesn't that make sense, okay?

In terms of jewelry design, Shen Fengyan is professional, with a unique vision and can even be said to be vicious, half an hour can not see the shortcomings of a work, half an hour can not make the most basic judgment on whether a work is qualified?

You don't have to use your brain to know that it's impossible!

Deliberately, Shen Fengyan must have done it on purpose!

Lin Qinghuan was already unhappy to the point of collapse, but seeing Shen Fengyan's eyebrows twisted slightly, with a look of bitter thought, he couldn't say anything.

There was no way, Lin Qinghuan sat for a while, and then, another half an hour passed.

Hehe!

Shen Fengyan: His old man is still looking at the first design work.

I'll you*#@#¥@#

Lin Qinghuan forcibly suppressed the unhappiness in his heart, took a sip of the juice placed in front of him, took a slow breath, and said in a stable voice: "Mr. Shen, look, if this is not the case, you can read it slowly first, and when you finish reading it, send me a message, let's discuss it together, okay?" ”

Shen Fengyan's eyes still fell on the manuscript in his hand, and after taking a signature pen and writing and drawing on it, he finally turned the page.

He finally turned the page to see the next design!

But Lin Qinghuan didn't feel any joy......

On average, if it takes an hour to design a piece, Shen Fengyan conservatively estimates that there are still six hours after reading it.

emmmmmmm……

I really want to hit someone!

However......

"What? You don't want to be alone with me? The clear voice was full of playful laughter, and the skeletal fingers were pinching the pencil, and the eyes remained on the manuscript materials.

"I ......" Lin Qinghuan stopped talking.

Shen Fengyan raised his head when he heard what she hadn't finished speaking, and when he looked at her, his eyebrows twisted slightly, and his contemptuous smile was still full of playfulness: "Didn't you say that it was already over?" What exactly is the end of your life? Or are you still minding, minding, that you can't work properly with me? ”

"I didn't!" Lin Qinghuan immediately denied it.

"No?" Saying that, Shen Fengyan smiled contemptuously: "From the beginning to the present, I'm afraid you don't know how often you see the frequency of time, right?" Is this called nothing? Is this called normal? ”

Shen Fengyan really wanted to hear her answer in the affirmative, affirm his thoughts, and affirm that he was right.

But, neither.

Not all the time, as if there will never be.

Lin Qinghuan was silent for a while, and then took a deep breath of relief before slowly saying, "Mr. Shen, take your time, if you don't mind, can you lend me paper and pen?" ”

She also has another jewelry design case from Johns in her hand, and there is nothing to do anyway, and Shen Fengyan's materials here are all ready-made, so she can just find inspiration and accumulate materials.

It's just that what Lin Qinghuan didn't expect was that what she said was exactly what Shen Fengyan couldn't ask for.

"The materials are all on the back shelf." As he spoke, Shen Fengyan closed Lin Qinghuan's computer, took the manuscript and materials together and sat behind his desk.

Bent over and opened the drawer of the cabinet under the desk, she usually had all the things that Lin Qinghuan wanted to use, and took them all out to her: "The pantry is next to it, take whatever you want to drink yourself." ”

Lin Qinghuan silently took the pen and paper handed over by Shen Fengyan, and sneered quietly: "Mr. Shen can't put it down himself, so he thinks that others can't put it down either?" ”

As she spoke, her eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised, and the corners of her lips were hooked with a beautiful smile: "The four words of self-inflicted affection seem to be very suitable for Mr. Shen." ”

Shen Fengyan's eyes were a little gloomy, and the pen and paper that you were about to let go of were pinched a lot tighter.

Lin Qinghuan held the other end of the pen and paper, and when he saw that Shen Fengyan refused to let go, his eyebrows twisted slightly, and then he chuckled and said, "Even if I borrow you, pay it back another day." ”

"For someone like you who doesn't pay his debts, when is another day?" Shen Fengyan almost gritted his teeth and said.

Lin Qinghuan hesitated for a while before asking suspiciously, "Dare to ask Mr. Shen, what else haven't I returned to you?" ”

"You still owe me my life." Shen Fengyan said without any hesitation: "Have you forgotten?" Your life, I saved it, I gave it! ”

Hearing him speak, the ups and downs of Lin Qinghuan's eyebrows became more obvious, and she stood opposite Shen Fengyan without saying a word, but what Shen Fengyan didn't know was that Lin Qinghuan was clenching her teeth at this moment, trying to make herself look calmer.

Shen Fengyan said that she couldn't deny it.

He saved her, and without him, there would be no Lin Qinghuan now.

However, Lin Qinghuan at this moment really doesn't owe Shen Fengyan anything, including that life.

Thinking about it, Lin Qinghuan chuckled lightly and let go of the pen and paper that had just been in his hand.

Shen Fengyan's gaze kept falling on her gradually loosening hand, as if her heart had been stabbed by something, and it was so painful that she even felt strained to breathe.

Letting go of his hand, Lin Qinghuan breathed a deep sigh of relief, and when he looked up at him, the corners of his mouth shuckled lightly: "I really don't owe you anything, even my life has been paid, and I really don't owe each other." ”

"I don't believe it!" Shen Fengyan could understand what Lin Qinghuan meant, but he didn't believe it, after reading that, he wouldn't believe it no matter what Lin Qinghuan said.

"It doesn't matter if you believe it or not." After speaking, he said directly: "I think, it's obviously not appropriate to stay here now, you can read it slowly, just give me the message after reading it, I'll leave first." ”

After she finished speaking, she turned around to leave, but after only taking two steps, her wrist was directly held tightly by Shen Fengyan, and before she could react, her whole person was firmly pressed against the wall by Shen Fengyan, and her arms were supported on her sides, confined her in her arms.

"You received psychological treatment for half a year at Song Chi, and every time you called my name after deep hypnosis, you dare to say that you forgot me! You dare to say that you don't have me in your heart! Lin Qinghuan! You, dare to say that you don't love me again? ”

There was suppressed anger in his voice.

All along, he thought that Lin Qinghuan didn't love himself as he imagined, he tried his best to give him everything he could, but he always hesitated to gain and lose when he tried his best.

Five years apart, when he saw her again, she was already married to someone else, and at that moment, he really understood that the hesitation in the relationship was irreparable cowardice, and that moment of cowardice was enough to make him lose everything.

Now, he didn't want to have any more hesitation, but Lin Qinghuan would no longer be as desperate as before.

Shen Fengyan's clear voice sounded above her head, and it was deafening and deafening, making people unable to dodge.

Lin Qinghuan didn't even dare to look at him, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and barely stabilized his voice: "But, it's been almost four years since I received psychological treatment in Song Chi, I don't deny that during that time, I really missed you very much, and I wanted to ...... very much."

The soft and gentle voice is like a cry, not a memory, as if it is, like a telling.

Shen Fengyan held her shoulders tightly with both hands, and his strength became heavier and heavier: "I miss you too, Qinghuan." ”

Lin Qinghuan hung down on his side and held it tightly, his nails pierced into his soft palms, and he gritted his teeth and said, "But what I said was at least four years ago." ”

"I don't believe it!"

"Believe it or not." Lin Qinghuan's tone was quite calm.

"I can't believe you, Lin Qinghuan, I don't believe a word of what you say!"

Lin Qinghuan didn't know what to say, so he had to keep silent.

Shen Fengyan stood in front of her, holding her shoulders tightly, his head down, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably, and his eyes were red when he raised his head to look at her.

Seeing him like this, Lin Qinghuan felt as sad as if his heart was pricked.

"Can you let me hug you? Please, let me hug you......"

When he said this, he had already held Lin Qinghuan in his arms.

After all, it's not difficult to hug her, but it's harder than anything to not be rejected by her!

Not surprisingly, Lin Qinghuan wanted to push him away as usual, and as usual, he stubbornly refused to let go.

When Hu Xiahuan pushed the door in, he happened to see Shen Fengyan holding Lin Qinghuan tightly in his arms, and Lin Qinghuan's hand was on his waist......