Everyone else went out, and Wen Nan exhaled quietly.

That breath seemed to have been blocked for six years, and she couldn't relax until she saw Yuan Zheng at this moment.

Standing up, she stepped on the high heels that she had not worn in previous years, and came to him with a casual gait. Wen Nan stopped where Tang Xian was waiting just now, and behind Yuan Zheng, her hand slowly put on his shoulder.

At the moment of making this action, it was not only Yuan Zheng who was shocked, but even Wen Nan, the initiator of this intimate act, was frightened by his rash approach.

But at this time, it was too late to stop, so she could only smile stubbornly: "There is a pleat on the shoulder." ”

"What?"

Yuan Zheng turned his head with a cold face, and after suspecting that there was something wrong with his eyes, his ears also heard a voice that surprised him.

When asked, Wen Nan thought he hadn't heard clearly, and his neatly trimmed nails scratched the fabric of his suit's shoulders that were not wrinkled, dragging the tail note: "There is a pleat." ”

Hearing this, Yuan Zheng, who had always had a gloomy face, sighed lightly, pushed away Wen Nan's hand sharply with his backhand, and stood up. He was already tall and tall, thin in college, but now mature, and the tight muscles under the suit are fuller and fuller.

It's just that his coldness was even more turbulent before: "I thought that Wen Lu's mind was degrading, and he said some disgusting words." ”

Disgusting words?

Wen Nan thought back to the words she had just used.

Pleated ......

"But you kept calling me Nan six years ago." She instantly thought of their previous relationship, and at this moment, she was confident, and her minions were revealed: "When you call me baby, will you also think you are disgusting?" ”

Wen Nan only understood her heart little by little at this time.

originally thought that she could accept becoming a stranger with Yuan Zheng, but today's original plan was to do business, so she brought Chen Qianqian, a companion. Unexpectedly, the magnetic field between people is so subtle, she doesn't want to love Yuan Zheng, but she is still attracted to him.

Twenty-eight-year-old Yuan Zheng is far more attractive than he was in college.

Perhaps it was also because her aesthetics had matured, and the sophisticated and calm Yuan Zheng happened to appear at this time, which easily disturbed her heart that she mistakenly thought was stable.

Wen Nan didn't resist what happened to Yuan Zheng again.

Now that she is financially independent, she is no longer under the fence, she can make her own decisions, and she dares to take responsibility for her own decisions.

She was sure that she would still have a crush on him.

After more than six years of window period, Wen Nan still likes Yuan Zheng, probably never forgotten.

"See what?"

Unconsciously, Wen Nan stared at Yuan Zheng for too long, and there were too many things that were indistinguishable between the changes in his eyes.

She didn't speak, and Yuan Zheng repeated in a calm voice: "Say, what to see." ”

This time, his tone was not an inquiry, but a naked question.

Wen Nan suddenly withdrew the attention placed on him, looked up at him, her round apricot eyes were slightly constricted, her beautiful eyelashes were slightly curled, and she showed a bright smile: "Look at Mr. Yuan." ”

When the words fell, she boldly looked at Yuan Zheng.

Yuan Zheng was stunned by this bright and admiring look.

Wen Nan studied and worked in Boston and New York for six years, but Yuan Zheng did not understand and did not want to be bored. He knew very little information, didn't take the initiative to care, and didn't allow people around him to mention it to him.

Even Feng Ling and Ruan Siling, who had a good time with Wen Nan, since Wen Nan went abroad, Yuan Zheng did not allow them to join the party of his circle of friends.

He turned himself into a workaholic who was closed off from information, and had no interest in anything else.

So he didn't understand, in six years, how Wen Nan changed from a shy and shy girl to such an outgoing and bright girl, she dared to joke with him face-to-face, and dared to tease him.

Yuan Zheng always felt ridiculous when she thought about it, her carelessness and ease at the moment would make her despise her ability to work.

"I don't have anything to look at."

took out a handkerchief from the pocket of his suit, and Yuan Zheng wiped the hand that had just touched her in front of Wen Nan.

Wen Nan knew that he was angry in his heart, and she didn't think that his action of wiping his hands was offensive, she didn't care about these little things.

"Of course Mr. Yuan is good-looking."

Wen Nan turned around and walked back, wanting to collect her bag, but her mouth was not idle, and she suddenly remembered Chen Qianqian's evaluation of him on the way.

"Mr. Yuan is still so charming, my colleague can have a sweet dream when he sees you."

At this time, Wen Nan stood opposite Yuan Zheng and leaned over slightly to pack up the briefcase he had placed on the table. She had been smiling since she started talking to Yuan Zheng, but now only half of her face was exposed, and the smile polished her already pure and fair face more softly.

But Yuan Zheng really didn't know how the woman who abandoned him back then dared to smile at him so brightly at this time.

She didn't seem to have happened to anything, and now she asked him, so she suddenly gave him such an active good look.

Crow-like eyelashes covered with turbulent emotions under his eyes, Yuan Zheng rubbed the agarwood string on his wrist, his mind cleared, and his smile became more and more gloomy: "Then you tell her that you have been lying in my bed dreaming five years ago." ”

Wen Nan buttoned the button for a moment, and the deep smile on his face froze. But soon, she was back to normal, packing her briefcase and standing up straight.

After staring at each other for a moment, Wen Nan's gaze moved away from his face and landed on the ring between his fingers, and suddenly there was a sense of disappointment.

"Married?"

Her voice was soft.

Over the years, she deliberately broke off contact with the Yuan family, and usually she took the initiative to contact Uncle Yuan and Aunt Lin, but they had no channels to care about her in time. At the same time, they all understood that she didn't want to hear about Yuan Zheng.

Perhaps because of such considerations, no one told her the news of Yuan Zheng's marriage.

Six years, he was already twenty-eight years old.

Not to mention getting engaged and married, even if she has a child in this grade, she will not be shocked.

Just a little bit of regret, and sadness.

Wen Nan looked at the silver ring in a daze, but Yuan Zheng put his hand in his trouser pocket and didn't give her the slightest chance to look at it.

"I'm going to have a meeting, you can go."

This is the second time he has driven people out today.

Wen Nan nodded, apologizing for the rash teasing of her husband just now: "I didn't know you were married, you made too many jokes, and left." ”

She has a clear distinction between love and hate, and can bow to her predecessor, but she will never seduce a married man.

Walking out of the gate of the Yuan family, Wen Nan did not know whether the Yuan family would open up to Chen Dongshan and reconcile with Chen Dongshan after her and Yuan Zheng today, or it would be business as usual and see each other in court.

Before getting in touch with lawyer Yuan Zheng, everything is still unknown.

After half a day of leisure, Wen Nan went home to rest, isolating all the noisy sounds outside.

After lying down for a while, she tossed and turned, and the mobile phone in her hand became an iron brick, so that she could not arouse the slightest interest. Thinking of the silver ring that was shining with silver light and put on Yuan Zheng's ring finger, Wen Nan's heart seemed to be grabbed by something, stuffy and astringent.

What if?

What if it's just an ornament?

Picking up her mobile phone, she called Feng Ling, who has been stationed in Jingjiang all year round: "Yuan Zheng is married?" Or are you engaged? ”

The woman on the other side of the microphone paused for a long time before she snorted speechlessly: "Baby, who wants him!" ”