Yan's Group.

"Sister Li, this is the information you asked me to sort out, I have sorted it out, if there is nothing else, then I will leave first." Xia Changyue piled a thick document on Lin Li's desk.

No matter how Lin Li made it difficult for her, she endured it.

Squeeze out all the time and try to get all the work done by the end of the day.

Without waiting for the stunned Lin Li to come back to her senses, she hurriedly picked up her bag, rushed out of Yan's Group, stopped a taxi, and reported the address of the hotel.

As soon as he arrived at the hotel, he walked straight towards Yang Muya's room.

She knocked on the door and found that there was no one inside, so she immediately turned around and walked towards the café where she liked to stay.

As soon as I entered the café, I found Yang Muya sitting by the window, with exquisite eyes, looking indifferently into the distance.

It's like wandering......

Xia Changyue was stunned, and in the next second, he walked towards her, stretched out his hand to pull out the chair, and sat opposite her.

"Ms. Yang, what a coincidence, we met again." Xia Changyue was cheeky and greeted with a smile.

It is said that she doesn't stretch out her hand and don't hit the smiling person, she smiles so sweetly, Yang Muya shouldn't just drive her away, right?

"I remember that you lost yesterday, promise me that you won't appear in front of me, little girl, don't you have the basic integrity of being a man?" Yang Muya saw Xia Changyue who reappeared in front of her, and her eyebrows frowned slightly.

"I only promised yesterday not to show up at the door of your room, and I didn't promise, I won't wait for you outside, so it's not a word." Xia Changyue had already typed the draft, and he didn't want to explain it for himself.

Facing Yang Muya's angry gaze, she hurriedly added, "I promise, as long as you don't want to listen, I will never mention the matter of the Yan Consortium." ”

"......" Yang Muya looked at her, just silent, noncommittal.

Drinking tea quietly, as if Xia Changyue in front of her did not exist.

Xia Changyue was ignored and was not in a hurry, so she sat quietly with her, while secretly looking at Yang Muya.

Glancing at her pale face, I wanted to ask her if she was uncomfortable, but I was afraid of disturbing her, so I endured it and didn't speak.

Recalling her angry appearance yesterday, Xia Changyue was still a little afraid, reached out and rubbed her wrist that had been blackened by her, and looked up at Yang Muya.

The dark circles under her eyes were obvious, as if she hadn't slept all night.

Is it because of her story yesterday?

Xia Changyue tilted his head and thought seriously.

Yang Muya asked her yesterday who told her that story, and she didn't remember it at the time, but only vaguely remembered that it was a long, long time ago......

Arriving early, she should have been a little girl.

She remembers having a favorite storybook that was placed at the head of her bed, and every night before going to bed, her father or mother would sit on the edge of the bed and tell her stories.

The first time she heard this story, who told her it?

Xia Changyue's small brows tightened slightly, the more she thought about it, the more she couldn't think of it.

It's been too long, and she only remembers that she heard this story more than once, so she was very impressed.

Later, when she met Yan Chengchi and made up her mind to take him down, she did all kinds of strange things.

As long as it can get his attention, tell him a story.

Later, this story about happiness became her memories of Yan Chengchi, so much so that she forgot who told her this story......