Early in the morning, Dazhong Daxiang and Zhuzhu and others came, Dazhong was still in a wheelchair, explaining some things to the chef, while Daxiang was arranging security matters, and Zhuzhu was also in an orderly manner.

There are two rows of flower baskets at the door, both of which were sent by Li Huan's friends, what Ye Xiaobo and Sister Chen...... There was even another one sent by Ms. Yang, which was placed there, which was particularly dazzling. She knew that it was because of Li Huan, and now, Li Huan, the Ye family and her are strategic partners-

Ye Jia, Ye Jia, Li Huan, they are all people on the same front.

Feng Feng has very few relatives, Zhuzhu is here, there is no need to send it, and a few good graduate students have also sent it...... Then, she looked at it again, there was no Ye Jia's flower basket.

He didn't even give away the flower basket, maybe he made up his mind to cut it in two.

Once you give up, you don't drag the mud and water anymore, which is a good quality.

She thought, whether it is Ye Jia or Li Huan, every time they really let go, they all occupy the absolute initiative, let go if they want to let go, pursue if they want to pursue, and what have they done?

In fact, he has always been in a position to be chosen.

When pursuing, they are all domineering and desperate, and you are not allowed to refuse anything.

If you don't want it, you let it go, and no one will care what you think.

Perhaps, this is the man.

As Ye Jia said-From beginning to end, it is Jia Ye who loves you-Feng Feng, it is you who mistook Ye Jia for Jia Ye.

It turned out that this man had never loved himself.

She was wearing a very professional suit, because of the suffering of being imprisoned, the smallest clothes on her body also looked slightly empty, only smiling at the door, smiling to welcome guests from all directions, the softest place in her heart, but slowly stiffened and cooled.

A couple over half a hundred years old came together, it was Mr. and Mrs. Huang.

Feng Feng greeted him and couldn't help hugging Huang's mother, and said in an intimate tone: "Dad, Mom, you are here." ”

Mrs. Huang patted her on the shoulder, and said in the same affectionate tone: "Xiaofeng, come on, we will support you." ”

"I'll do my best."

It seems that there is a lot of courage in her heart, some gentle strength, Huang's father and Huang's mother stand beside her and greet the guests with her.

The crowd of people coming and going, the endless flow of faces, there was a tall and thin young man whistling over, the youthful face, vaguely as if it was Huang Hui's figure.

She paused for a moment and took a closer look, no, not Huang Hui.

Such a type of young man walks by thousands of times on the street every day.

It was almost 11 o'clock, and a "Don't touch me" stopped at the door instead of parking in the underground parking lot as indicated by the security guard. A man got out of the car, wearing Amani's blue suit, with a straight figure and a radiant look.

People came and went looking at him, and many of the people who were invited were busy greeting him, and he responded exquisitely as if the stars were holding the moon, as if he was a good communicator.

While greeting, he had already walked to Feng Feng's side, looking at her in such a outfit and the smile on her face, he glanced at it several times before he laughed: "Feng Feng, are you tired today?" ”

"Okay."

"Today is the beginning, you have to be mentally prepared, you will be more tired in the future."

"Know, boss, don't worry, I won't take your salary for nothing."