Li Xinran thought about it carefully, and the request he was about to make was reasonable and sounding. At the same time, it seems that she is upright and fair, Mo Yan must be difficult to refuse.

It's just that she wants to watch the show with her own eyes, so she can only make this request after the year.

With a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth, Li Xinran also began to pack his luggage home.

After Ma Jiajia left school, Mo Yan followed closely and embarked on a journey to Yunnan.

As Wang Chengyou suggested, the big page interior space is the writer's company, and the initiator of the tent hotel's solicitation activity is Qingfeng Design, and Qingfeng Design is also the writer's company, Mo Yan didn't think that he would meet the writer in Yunnan.

It's not that I haven't thought about Wang Chengyou's vinegar overflowing because of love.

Just thinking about it for a while, she found that she still couldn't give up her dream in order to make Wang Chengyou feel at ease.

Love is support, not sacrifice.

Even if it's a sacrifice, it has to be the kind of willingness.

Mo Yan realized very clearly that he was unwilling to give up chasing her design dream for the sake of Wang Chengyou's jealousy.

In this case, no amount of explanation can change her determination to travel with the winners in Yunnan, so she simply avoided talking about it.

told Wang Chengyou the date of departure, Wang Chengyou asked him if he could come to deliver it, and Mo Yan heard him answer him in an overly calm voice: "No need, Mr. Fan arranged for a driver to pick me up." ”

Wang Chengyou didn't insist anymore.

After ending the call, both of them felt tired.

Wang Chengyou's exhaustion lies in the fact that reason cannot convince emotion. Reason told him that he should trust Mo Yan wholeheartedly; Emotions are like a fierce horse, and several times fiercely trying to break free from the reins.

He called Wenhao, but Wenhao only cut off his phone again and again, and didn't give him a chance to speak at all.

He left a message on Wenhao's WeChat, but Wenhao never replied.

He knew that between him, Mo Yan, and Wenhao, he had gradually become a passive person.

Fortunately, with his understanding of the writer, after the trip to Yunnan, the writer will definitely find an opportunity to show off to himself. Perhaps, like the last time in Jeju Island, I will send him some photos that he can't save. This time, he will definitely not let the photo disappear as he did last time.

He will take photographs, archive them, analyze light sources, pick out composite photos, and speculate on the direction of the person who is used to taking pictures...... He believed that the photographs sent to him must have been mixed with fake composite photographs that tried to provoke him.

After making these determinations, Wang Chengyou even looked forward to 7 days later.

"Ding."

New message tone.

Wang Chengyou opened WeChat, the sun came out in the west, and the writer actually sent him a voice message. Wang Chengyou hurriedly clicked on the playback.

"Didn't I tell you all this time? The reason why the interior space of the big page is called 'big page' is that it is cut out of the name of 'Mo Yan'. By the way, today I flew to Yunnan. ”

Airplanes.

Blood rushes to the brain.

Wang Chengyou was so angry that his mind went blank for a moment.

When this anger faded, I wanted to play back the voice of the writer, and found that he had withdrawn cunningly.

Therefore, the writer went straight to Yunnan without disguise for Mo Yan.

Thinking of the innocent and defenseless Mo Yan, who had to face ulterior motives for seven days, Wang Chengyou couldn't wait to rush to Mo Yan's side immediately.

It's a pity that he can't even find out Mo Yan's itinerary. It's not that Mo Yan didn't tell him, but Mo Yan didn't know either.

The organizers only announced the approximate time node and approximate itinerary, and the specific hotel and detailed route were all unknown.

said that it was a surprise for everyone, but Wang Chengyou suspected that it was purely to prevent him from joining without authorization. However, he had no evidence to support his suspicions.

As for Mo Yan's tiredness when she hung up the phone, it was much easier to understand, she felt Wang Chengyou's strong support and reluctance to let her go. She felt sorry for it, but there was nothing she could do.

There are no words of consolation, for language is pale.

What Mo Yan thought was that she would prove it to Chengyou, and this time, she would definitely not give Wenhao any chance to approach her alone.

Just as last year's Spring Festival, Wang Zhifeng would take leave to return to China, and this year is the same.

The difference is that the king is as good as ever, and his state is so good that it can't be worse; And Wang Chengyou seemed absent-minded, even preoccupied.

The important acquisition project in Wang Chen's company is really at a critical juncture. For a time, audit companies, customs inspections, third-party supervision, etc. took turns to appear, and Wang Chenrao made enough preparations, but he still felt that there were frequent surprises, and he was stumbling.

Fortunately, none of them were accidents that affected the final result.

It's just that I don't have the energy to take care of my two sons.

Most of Wang Chengyou's winter vacation time was wasted sitting in the sunshine on the glass roof. He sat in the heated conservatory, overlooking the courtyard of his house. A thin white curtain hangs silently in front of the glass, filtering out some of the dazzling light.

He pondered the question over and over again: What happened in those seven days......

is different from what he expected, the writer only did not post on Moments this time, and he never sent him a photo of him preparing to show his skills afterwards, they were in the same city, but the writer never asked him out for any reason.

The writer covered the 7-day trip tightly and impermeable, but Wang Chengyou was suspicious and itchy.

He asked Mo Yan around the bush.

Mo Yan told him that because the organizers took them to a large-scale leisure and entertainment center that several real estate developers were planning to jointly develop, they all signed a confidentiality agreement and had to disclose their whereabouts for any reason and in any way.

The joint development of a large leisure and entertainment center, both the address and the blueprints, are currently classified.

Mo Yan could only tell him in general terms that this was definitely a worthwhile learning journey. The organizers showed great sincerity, treated those award-winning students as masters, visited during the day, communicated at night, and only went to Erhai Lake in the last half of the 7 days.

Wang Chengyou had no choice but to swallow countless emotional topics that swallowed his heart. Mo Yan said, learning journey. Moreover, Mo Yan did not mention the writer.

"When are you coming back from Beijing?"

Things were a little different from Mo Yan's plan, she originally thought that she would return to her hometown after the trip to Yunnan and go to Beijing on the 28th of the lunar month. Who knows, when I was still in Yunnan, I received a call from my mother Mo Jielian, saying that my aunt in Beijing had a chest cyst that was benign or malignant, and it was unknown at present.

The aunt's mental state was a little unstable, and she asked Mo Yan if she could go to Beijing to accompany her aunt for a while.

Mo Yan suspected that this was her aunt's method, however, who would stick a disease on herself without being unlucky during the New Year? Mo Yan is not narcissistic to the point where her aunt does not hesitate to be hospitalized in order to spend a few more days with her.

As soon as the trip to Yunnan ended, Mo Yan immediately flew directly to Beijing.

This undoubtedly aggravated Wang Chengyou's lovesickness, boredom and suspicion.