"If you're fine, go out."

He pointed to the glass door. "Go shopping, beauty, manicure, yoga or something. Don't princesses love all of them? ”

He had to get the arrogant and mean lady out.

Zheng Jaeran smiled coldly.

"You two even speak in a similar tone, but I'm not a small-minded person." Then he turned around and walked straight to the window, looked out the window, and raised an eyebrow.

The floor-to-ceiling glass faintly reflected her silhouette, and her face was not very good, and she looked restless and bored.

"Che Song Ha is back. It's true. She emphasized.

Han Chengyu felt a blank look.

It's like walking into a utility room that I haven't set foot in for years, facing a mess of things and having no idea where to start, so I have to stand in place and think about where I want to find something, and it takes a long time to slowly ease up.

He began to wonder if his face had become strange, so he put the empty cup back in its place.

"Coming back?" He asked uncertainly, his voice low and serious, warning her not to joke.

"Where are you going? Yin Zhi? He stared intently at her back, but she couldn't see his nervous expression.

"At the family dinner last week, my uncle said it himself. If she wants, he will consider giving her an idle position in the company, hoping that we will not interfere too much.

He was in a good mood that day, very talkative, and drank several glasses of wine as he spoke. ”

Zheng Zairan leaned sideways against the windowsill and glanced at the empty coffee cup, and then glanced at him, not too comfortable.

"I checked with Jiang Meina that she goes to the bookstore on weekends, and you can hurry up and try your luck.

If you don't answer the phone, I won't come in person on a hot day. She paused.

"Then good luck, if she's just staying for the weekend, and she'll have to go on for a short stay, won't it be difficult in the future, and you'd better think of a good way to get noticed." Also, I left a bottle of red wine at the front desk, maybe you'd like to have a few drinks too. ”

Han Chengyu kept his eyes drooping, then nodded and said thank you. This is not mixed with any false gratitude.

Although she didn't say anything about his proposed breakup,

And based on the fact that Jiang Zhili has always had a good legal relationship with him, he still remains friendly on the surface, but he still harbors guilt in his heart.

"You're welcome." She walked over to his desk and smiled lightly as she rested her hand on the back of the guest chair across from him.

Her smile was very charming, sexy and confident, and the bird with its brocade feathers spread its wings, proudly showing off her unique advantages.

He had been fascinated by such glamorous, elegant, and dazzling things.

Noble birds passed by, leaving a faint scent of flowers.

With the fragrance, he recalled his middle school days, the experience was like the smell of mud mixed with grass after rain, it was the clearest and most innocent past so far, and it was the most appropriate time embedded in the ignorance and the gradual reality of the world after entering college.

He picked up all that time with feelings, sometimes chuckling, sometimes emotional, sometimes melancholy, as if it was close at hand. And what he has now is exactly what he longed for back then; What I scoffed at when I was young, but I can't ask for it now.

It was this disparity that made him disgusted with everything he was now, and of course it could not make him go back to the old days and choose again.

Time is like the waves of the sea, which has washed the sediment on the shore thousands of times, and how many past friendships can be evoked by the faint memories hidden in the depths like stars.

A small three-storey building modeled after the old Shanghai style, it does not occupy a large area, but it is chic, and the exterior design incorporates many wooden elements to add a sense of antiquity.

The wooden signboard with white characters on a black background in the middle of the glass doors on the left and right sides is written in italics. A line corresponding to the English characters is attached directly below the Chinese characters.

The retro shape of the building casts a layer of temperament on the street with a layer of beauty.

Han Chengyu strode into the door, and a cool breeze came to his face. He stood still at the entrance of the store, his hands on his waist, his left foot slightly forward, his right foot straight, gasping for breath twice, and his eyes roughly swept around.

The interior of the bookstore is decorated in warm colors, with dark brown wooden bookshelves, and a row of floor-to-ceiling windows along the street, and thin wooden milky white shutters block one-third of the windows, isolating some of the hustle and bustle outside.

The interior is full of greenery and is used for decoration. The bookshelves are staggered and spacious, each in a pattern. Being in the midst of this sea of books makes people feel bright and sunrise.

During the summer holidays, there are many customers, most of whom are teenagers. Holding their favorite books or standing or squatting to read, there are even more informal people who simply sit on the ground, immersed in the fragrance of paper and ink, full of interest.

He raised his hand and looked at his watch, and with a cursory glance, he saw no object he was looking for, not even a similar one. I walked around twice and still found nothing, I couldn't see it from the outside, and I was so troubled in my heart.

Fortunately, it's still early, wait a while to see, as long as this person doesn't leave Yin Zhi, even if he can't meet her today, he will use his own methods to find her as soon as possible.

In addition to books, there is no other entertainment here, and if you read a book right now, I am afraid that you will not be able to read a word. Time seems to be unbearable in the summer heat, and he refuses to work hard like he is lazy, and he is extremely slow to move.

He paced from the central staircase to the second floor, and from the second floor to the third floor, not even letting go of the secluded pregnant area on the third floor.

There were several young mothers who came in company and gave them approving glances at the knowledge of mothers and babies as men. No way, he went back to the first floor and let himself disappear into the crowd.

The wide marbled staircase steps are exceptionally clean, and the hardwood handrails of the staircase are carved with patterns.

At the same time, at the floor-to-ceiling windows on the west side of the row of large glass doors of the Jane Reading Store, two girls are talking side by side.

They had just finished a hearty lunch together a few minutes earlier and had come in through the gate.

In the hallway from the cash register stood a sturdy shift manager with curly black hair and dark skin, who was in charge of handling less important business when the store manager was not in the store, and he cast a greeting look at them.

From where Jiang Mina is standing, you can see the entire hall at a glance.

The exhibition on the first floor is divided into two sections, with neat bookshelves on the side, and a low stand and a large aisle in the middle of the spacious area.

Customers always like to gather around the booth to learn about the books promoted, so the distance is wider.

A girl with a pink silk shirt tucked into a black knee-length skirt and a girl with long linen curls tied with a medium-high ponytail pinned the name tag with the word "store manager" on her chest like a brooch.

She is as fresh and energetic as a girl next door, her facial features are soft but not weak, like a wave lapping on the shore, refreshing but powerful. Her long, fair, slender fingers and delicately trimmed nails with light brown nail polish were pointing to the two best booths for Cha Songha's opinion.

She plans to place her collection on exhibition stands in the most crowded places and near the cash register, while posters are prominently pasted everywhere.