Every new day is worth treating.

Half a month later, Wenhao went on a business trip to Jeju Island. By the way, I made an appointment with Mo Yan, the reason was to ask Mo Yan to see her thatched house hotel information.

Mo Yan didn't agree very happily, on the grounds that he could send all the electronic information to the writer. Since Wang Chengyou came to her to confide in her, he really kissed her, and as soon as she had a relationship with Wenhao, a string tightened in her mind.

She didn't like this state of split reason and emotion, and there was nothing she could do.

The writer insisted on seeing her on the grounds that "can you pack your punchline with you".

That's a meme. Once, a small leader of the street where Gaoyou Road is located suddenly rose up and ran to Gaoyou Road to see the progress of construction and renovation. At that time, there was no progress to speak of, and I was all doing the preliminary finishing work.

The elite of the industry always looks down on this kind of layman, and other designers are also somewhat suspicious of being high, feeling that they rely on their profession to eat, and they don't have to socialize against their will.

It is said that at that time, seven or eight contracted employees of Daye Indoor Space were all on the scene, and only Mo Yan, who did not sign a contract, was coaxing Party A. She stood next to Xiao Party A and began to describe the "finished product" for him, speaking eloquently and wittily. Hearing this, Xiao Party A was satisfied and nodded again and again.

The writer was naturally not at the scene, but Mr. Fan accidentally told him about this incident as an anecdote. Mr. Fan took his instructions and praised Mo Yan fiercely on this matter, which somewhat gave Mo Yan a sense of presence in the team.

When the writer said, "Your witty words", Mo Yan burst into laughter. Of course she understood, it was a meme.

The meeting with the writer was thus determined.

Mo Yan held her mobile phone, a little hesitant for a while, a little undecided, whether to tell Wang Chengyou that she wanted to meet with Wenhao, talk about work, and talk about the thatched house hotel.

As soon as he thought that he had to report his whereabouts at every turn, Mo Yan felt uncomfortable. Isn't that contrary to the original purpose of her efforts? Vine is doing that, she is the one who wants to be a tree.

Besides, Wang Chengyou never said anything about asking her to report her whereabouts!

Love is motivation, not bondage. She doesn't have to use "love" as an excuse to tie herself down. After thinking about it like this, it was much lighter.

Originally, she was going to the city to meet her boss - there was a full-time driver in the indoor space of the big page, and Mo Yan had an easier way to go to the city - but the boss Wenhao insisted on coming to Lingang, where Jinqiao College was located.

"Aren't you going on a business trip to Jeju Island?" In other words, why is there still so leisurely time?

"Yes, when I go to Jeju Island, I'm going to meet with a few Korean Party members; Bringing the group's partner architects with downstream industries, they went to the site to inspect the geographical conditions of the project in Jeju Island. The group and Party B's designers have already flown first, and the meeting I want to have will only be held after the next day, and I can fly a day late.

As for the decision to go to Dishui Lake, it wasn't actually made by me. It's two people who have been playing wild for half a year, and they have to go over to play a sailboat. I have no choice but to pull you out to do the friendship of the landlord. Who let you go to someone's wedding? ”

Mo Yan smiled: "Are you talking about your Fa Xiao and Huanting?" ”

“Bingo！”

At noon that day, the writers and the others arrived.

When I arrived at the campus, I picked up Mo Yan and left. They packed up a three-star Michelin-starred restaurant and decided to have a picnic on the go.

Three stars, the highest rating of the Michelin rating, stands for "culinary excellence, worth a special visit". Mo Yan was full of curiosity and happily went along.

It was lunchtime at Goldbridge College, and 80% of the students were either in the cafeteria or on their way to the cafeteria. Mo Yanben was also walking on the way to Xincheng Graceland, when Wenhao's car suddenly came, she stuffed the lunch box into her roommate Li Xinran's arms, and got into the car.

There is no disguise. Because she is open in her heart.

After the writer drove Mo Yan away, many people who knew Mo Yan asked Li Xinran who had picked up Li Xinran. Li Xinran was on the way to the restaurant with Mo Yan, and clearly heard Mo Yan say that the boss of her part-time company was coming to pick her up, but she still spread her hands and said, "I don't know either." Sometimes I'm also confused, everyone says that I have a good relationship with her and get close, but I don't know what she's busy with every weekend. ”

Those girls who knew Mo Yan showed a special smile of "Oh, I understand".

got into the car, it was the co-pilot's seat, Mo Yan turned to the back: "Hello, I've seen your wedding, it's perfect." ”

Shi Yun instantly grinned to the root of his ear.

Wan Ting snuggled in Shi Yun's arms and smiled politely at Mo Yan.

Mo Yan was about to say something, but was interrupted by Wenhao. The writer reminded Mo Yan to fasten his seat belt, but Mo Yan didn't pay attention to him at the first time, so he copied his hands to help Mo Yan fasten it. Mo Yan also let him go. Anyway, the writer is quite a decent man and a gentleman, and he will not take the opportunity to rub oil.

This scene fell in the eyes of Shiyun and Huanting, and both of them were stunned.

For Yu Shiyun, Wenhao is too warm to do this.

For Wan Ting, the writer is not only warm, but also tender.

In order not to be compared, Wan Ting raised her arm around Shiyun's neck and hung herself up.

"Thank you, our wedding planner does have two brushes, it is said that he is called second in our place, no one dares to call it first, you should use the words of a local planner when you get married, I recommend it to ......"

Wenhao coughed violently and interrupted Wan Ting's words.

Mo Yan had to help Wenhao smooth his back, after all, the person in the driver's position is related to the safety of a carload of people.

Mo Yan helped Wenhao smooth his back, and looked at Wan Ting suspiciously. What did the happy bride just say? "You are married" means "when you are each married", right? She omitted it too much, it sounded like she was going to marry the writer, no wonder the writer was so scared that he coughed.

Mo Yan was just about to open his mouth to explain, but Wenhao said, "Xiao Yan, help me open the water cup and hand it to me." ”

After such a fork, Mo Yan missed the best opportunity to explain.

Soon, it was on the shore of Dishui Lake.

I found a clean man-made beach, spread the most classic red and white checkered tablecloth, served the master food one by one, and the picnic with all the colors and flavors began.

The fragrance was so tempting that Mo Yan couldn't help but take a photo and post a circle of friends.

What she didn't notice was that a man's hand fell half within the camera range. It was the hand of Shi Yun, who was sitting in his arms and it was inconvenient to walk away.

When Mo Yan took a picture of the picnic cloth, Wenhao obediently moved away from the camera and stood behind Mo Yan to look at the frame.

Sitting in front of the lake with the water and eating lunch, the feeling is really not as good as in the picture. Without him, the wind by the lake in early winter is too cold and unbearable.

The crowd had to laugh and hastily finish.

"Mo Yan, will you come with us to Jeju Island?" Wan Ting opened her mouth coldly.

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