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Zhang Yifeng shook his head fiercely, feeling a little irritable in his heart, he was used to the existence of Xia Mihe in this family, and when Xia Mihe was not there, Zhang Yifeng felt empty.

"Let's go to work."

Zhang Yifeng entered the room to change his clothes and drove to the Dream Building.

In a burst of greetings, Zhang Yifeng went directly to the top floor, and in the surprised eyes of the secretary, he pushed open the door of the office, walked in, and sat on the chair with his eyes closed.

"Dong Zhang, do you need me to pour you a cup of coffee?"

"No, you go out and do your business, anyone looking for me will say I'm not there."

"Okay."

The secretary responded obediently, quietly left, and gently closed the door.

Not long after she sat down, the sound of clattering footsteps came into her ears, and then Jiang Qingyan's tall and sexy figure stood in front of her.

"Mr. Jiang ......"

"Is Zhang Yifeng in there?"

"Not there." The secretary replied subconsciously.

"The front desk said it, I saw him come up just now, you dare to lie to me?"

"No, Mr. Jiang, Zhang Dong told him that no one would be seen."

"Remember next time, I'm not in that range." Jiang Qingyan said a word, and then in the look of the little secretary who wanted to speak and stopped, pushed open the door of Zhang Yifeng's office and walked in, looking at her back, the little secretary sighed in amazement, and whispered with gossip on his face: "It is said that the relationship between Zhang Dong and Mr. Jiang is not ordinary, it seems to be true." ”

"I've already said it, don't bother me." Zhang Yifeng, who heard the sound of opening the door, said coldly.

"Me can't either?"

Jiang Qingyan stood in front of Zhang Yifeng with a smile and looked at him condescendingly.

Her voice sounded, Zhang Yifeng opened his eyes suddenly, the anger on his face slowly dissipated, "Why are you here?" ”

"Feeling bad?" Jiang Qingyan glanced at Zhang Yifeng in surprise, put the bag in his hand on the table, and sat on Zhang Yifeng's lap, with snow-white arms, hugging Zhang Yifeng's neck, exhaling like an orchid, and red lips tempting.

"I'm going to have some troubles." Zhang Yifeng said.

"Now that the company is developing so well, what else do you Chairman Zhang Da have to worry about?"

"You don't understand."

"Bastard, don't say it, I'm too lazy to ask, do you want to go home at night?"

"If I don't go home, where am I going?"

"The devil knows you, okay, don't worry, comfort you at night, I'm leaving."

Jiang Qingyan kissed Zhang Yifeng on the mouth and left his office, now the Dream Group has a lot of affairs, and there are thousands of things, waiting for her, the general manager, to decide, and there is really no time to accompany Zhang Yifeng.

Yunnan Provincial University.

Zhang Yiling and Xia Mihe are taking an elective course, ancient poetry appreciation, this course is Xia Mihe's favorite elective course, but Zhang Yiling is annoying, she just feels that the teacher on the podium is like a monk chanting scriptures, chattering, and the content of the lecture is also boring.

Every time she went to class, she was drowsy.

But today, she found that Xia Mihe was a little abnormal, and Xia Mihe, who was very serious every time she went to class before, was distracted again and again.

"Xia Mihe, class is over."

"Oh, class is over."

Xia Mihe nodded blankly, the teacher was still in class, and she began to collect her notebook.

"Poof, you've lost your soul!" Zhang Yiling lay on the desk and chuckled.

Hearing her laughter, Xia Mihe woke up like a dream, saw that the teacher was still lecturing, and didn't know that Zhang Yiling was teasing her, rolled her eyes at her, opened her notebook, and continued to listen to the class, but after three or four minutes, her eyes became fluttering again.

"Alas, it's hopeless."

Zhang Yiling shook her head pitifully, and carefully took out a letter from her notebook, on which a lot of words were written, looking at the words on it, Zhang Yiling also smirked stupidly.

After the appreciation of ancient poetry, Zhang Yiling and Xia Mihe had no class, the time was only three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Yiling hurriedly returned to the dormitory, I didn't know what to do, Xia Mihe was carrying a schoolbag, came to the school garden of Yunnan Provincial University, found a quiet place, and read quietly.

She didn't look at it for long, and she felt an itch on her face, as if someone was peeking at her, Xia Mihe's translucent face turned red in an instant, she closed the book suddenly, turned her head and scolded: "Villain, don't make trouble!" ”

However, all she saw was an evergreen shrub, and the itchy sensation was the wind blowing through her hair, sweeping across her face.

Xia Mihe lowered her head gloomily, opened the book and read it for a while, and it became more and more difficult to calm down, so she had to pack up her things and return to the dormitory. As soon as she entered the dormitory, she heard Zhang Yiling's smirk, and when she came in, Zhang Yiling was frightened and hid something in her hand under the pillow.

"What are you hiding?" Xia Mihe asked curiously.

"Nothing." Zhang Yiling's face was full of panic, seeing the thick curiosity on Xia Mihe's face, her eyes rolled, she jumped over with a smile, and held Xia Mihe's arm, "Xia Mihe, why did you come back so early today?" ”

"Isn't that weird?"

"Of course it's strange, you didn't go to class in a daze before, and you won't come back until dark when you go out to read, tell me honestly, do you miss my brother?"

"What are you talking nonsense?"

Xia Mihe's face flushed, and her expression was extremely flustered.

"Okay, don't pretend, I have already seen the matter between you and my brother, hehe, future sister-in-law."

"Don't talk nonsense, I have nothing to do with your brother." Xia Mihe hurriedly explained.

"Hmph, you take me for a fool, you like my brother, stupid people can see it." Zhang Yiling said with a wrinkled nose.

I like Zhang Yifeng?!

Zhang Yiling's words, like a hammer, smashed into her heart, that hazy emotion, instantly clear, before Zhang Yifeng was not there, she would always think of him, worry about him, be happy for him, his joys, sorrows, and sorrows are her own joys and sorrows, she doesn't know why.

As the saying goes, the authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear.

Now that Zhang Yiling pierced this layer of paper, she knew that she was in love with Zhang Yifeng.

"What if we know, it's impossible for us."

Xia Mihe smiled sadly, and tears fell uncontrollably.

Seeing Xia Mihe crying, Zhang Yiling was suddenly so anxious that she had no master, hugged the weak Xia Mihe in her arms, and comforted her in a low voice.

"Is my brother bullying you, you wait for me to find him."

Zhang Yiling stood up indignantly and wanted to go out.

"Yi Ling, don't go, it's none of your brother's business, it's ......me who is not good" Xia Mihe hurriedly grabbed Zhang Yiling, tears in her eyes.

"You ...... my brother"

"I moved out of your brother's house, and I have nothing to do with him anymore."

"Why, haven't you always had a good relationship?" Zhang Yiling asked strangely.

Xia Mihe bit her lip and told the matter between the two of them as it was, and Zhang Yifeng, who listened to it, was dumbfounded, "Wait, you said that my brother has a girlfriend besides you?" (To be continued.) )