The secretary said: "In our eyes, it may be the most ordinary small fish in the hands of fishmongers, in the eyes of Mr. Xie, it is worth nothing, it depends on who sent it, if it can't survive today, the degree of loss is comparable to losing tens of billions of business." ”

…

The second time I saw Xie Chen'an, it was half a year later.

Jing Yi took the huge check he gave her, and she no longer worries about the tuition fees, and occasionally remembers the picture of her first encounter that seemed to be a gift from God, and it happened that she met him again on a particularly sunny morning, when she accompanied her roommate to apply for a job at a financial company.

Xie Chen'an was dressed in a noble jet-black suit at that time, surrounded by elites in the middle, talking with the blonde and blue-eyed gentleman.

Jing Yi watched from a distance, his eyes flashing with disbelief.

It's a pity that before she could muster up her courage again, Xie Chen'an's indifferent gaze swept over the air, and in an instant, she moved half an inch away, landing on the female secretary who was stepping on ten-centimeter heels behind her.

"Mr. Xie - your fish has been safely transported back to Sinan Mansion."

From the voice of the female secretary who was like no one next to her.

Jing Yi pricked up his ears and heard very little information, it seemed that the fish was a little unaccustomed to the climate in London, and turned his belly to Xie Chen'an at every turn.

So, was arranged on a private jet and sent away.

And then later.

The roommate successfully applied for the financial company, and she also found all kinds of excuses, and came to pick up her roommate from work every once in a while.

It's just that Jing Yi hasn't met Xie Chen'an in two or three months.

…

The third time, it was she who successfully completed her studies, was selected by the housekeeper of Rose Manor for an online job search, and went to New York.

Jing Yi was holding a thick stack of personal information and a small suitcase, and as soon as she arrived at the door, she passed by a low-key luxury private car, and curiosity made her turn her head to look, that is, that look.

She frantically grew a certain predestined feeling in her heart, and saw Xie Chen'an's handsome and elegant figure, her lips opened slightly, but before she had time to call, the windproof black car window rose mercilessly.

Jing Yi froze in place, and the lost voice fell slowly:

"I just wanted to thank you in person for sponsoring the cost of studying abroad......"

It's a pity that God's gift is only once, and she was not given another chance.

Jing Yi stayed in Rose Manor as a private pet doctor, not only because Mr. Xue treated her like his own granddaughter, but also because she had some unrealistic fantasy that one day she might stay here and meet Xie Chen'an who came to visit again.

"I want to help him-" Jing Yi told He Nanzhi affectionately as if he was telling a fateful story, and before he finished, he also admitted: "The housekeeper said that an heir like him has no autonomy over marriage, and there will be news of marriage in less than a year." ”

Indeed, Jing Yi has seen domestic news reports.

He Nanzhi listened for a long time before he came back to his senses, and suddenly opened his lips: "What about you?" ”

Jing Yi bit her lip: "Presumably, Xie Chen'an's marriage partner is just a vase celebrity who married into the door as an ornament, I think he has more stories with the original owner of the fish, maybe it is Bai Yueguang who can't ask for it, and the issue of identity disparity can't stay together in the future." ”

He Nanzhi read it word by word for a long time, tilted his head to look at her, and his beautiful face was confused for a few seconds: "Miss Jing, what do you mean by that he can't be with Bai Yueguang himself, and do you want to be the stand-in for that legendary Bai Yueguang?" ”

Jing Yi had this intention, so he was anxious to make meritorious contributions in front of Xie Chen'an.

And He Nanzhi smiled: "Then have you ever thought that maybe the celebrity he married for the benefit of the family was the same person who gave him fish?" ”

Jing Yi said: "If it is, if the fish is dead, let that person send it again, why should it be so precious that the blizzard weather is still running all over the street to seek medical treatment, you don't understand, at that time, in order to save the fish, he completely disregarded the safety of his body, I think if the fish died, he might have half his life wasted." ”

He Nanzhi's fingertips resting on his hands stiffened slightly, and when he raised his eyelashes again, his voice became very soft and soft: "Because they were arguing at that time, the fish died, and they won't send another one." ”

"What?"

"Miss Jing, thank you for telling me the story as a reward for the courtesy." He Nanzhi paused for a few seconds, and his slender body slowly stood up from the velvet sofa, and smiled at her: "As you wish, the He family will withdraw from this acquisition war." ”

Jing Yi didn't have time to rejoice, and heard her whisper again: "But Xie Chen'an can't let it go to you." ”

"Don't let you?"

"I'm his fiancée."

Before Jing Yi became emotional, He Nanzhi's fingertips were gently pressed against his lips, signaling that he could not be entangled anymore: "I have just forgotten to introduce myself. ”

Chapter 51: Do whatever you want

He Nanzhi passed by a blooming rose garden, and took his mobile phone to make a cross-border call to He Sifan, who was in the middle of the day.

She shouted to her brother in a soft voice, and all she said was to ask him to withdraw from the plan to acquire Song Jin's shares, and if it would cause any losses to the family business, it would be counted in her future dowry.

He Sifan rushed back to the company from New York overnight to deal with a high-level executive, who had just sat in the president's office chair in front of the desk, and did not even take a sip of the bitter coffee at hand, when he received another one who was eating inside and outside and stabbed him in the heart.

Brother also?

He Sifan leaned back in the chair, obviously not eating sugar-coated shells, rubbed his eyebrows with his long fingers and said, "He Nanzhi, who can stand your brother and let whoever go, don't shout, can I call you a little ancestor instead?" ”

He Nanzhi wrinkled the tip of his delicate nose: "You are so fierce." ”

He Sifan lost his anger in an instant, but his tone still didn't sound very easy to communicate: "Give me a reason." ”

"Hmm." He Nanzhi thought about it, hesitated for a moment and chose not to relay Xie Chen'an to the small fish tank and looking for a pet doctor on the street in the snowstorm to He Sifan, After all, he has been a brother and sister for so many years, and he is emotionally allergic to men and women, The cold-blooded and ruthless nature in his bones will not empathize with her, I am afraid that he will only sneer: "There are countless fish when the fish die, and if you save it once, you can still give him a pension?" ”

He Nanzhi lowered his head slightly, and the little ears that were flushed with blush were faintly revealed between the hair that was blown over his shoulders by the wind, and he opened his lips and said softly: "Xie Chen'an gave me a bunch of Ji snapdragon ...... before."

"Ji snapdragon?"

"Hmm."

He Sifan typed these four words on the keyboard of the desktop computer with a blank expression, and fell into a brief silence after checking the price of this unremarkable bouquet.

He Nanzhi couldn't hear the sound, and thought it was a problem with the mobile phone: "Brother? ”

The next moment.

He Si Sanskrit said with a little indifference in his disdainful tone: "I shouldn't let you be self-reliant in the entertainment industry." ”

"Huh?"

Why do you still have self-examination?

He Nanzhi's little face showed a tangled expression, a little worried about He Sifan's mental state of being angry, and even thought about hanging up the phone first and calling an ambulance hotline for him in a few seconds.

He Sifan said bluntly: "In the past, he coaxed you with a diamond on the left and a box of desserts on the right, so that you could think about it, when will the bouquet of thirty-six free shipping make your arms turn out?" ”

He Nanzhi's clear eyes were a little dazed, and the little head didn't turn so fast.

And He Sifan has tried to buy her with money: "I'll give you a little fairy to live in Ji Snapdragon Manor, you turn your arm back." ”

"I'm not a robot, and my arms can be twisted into flowers for you to see." He Nanzhi felt that He Sifan was hopeless, all he had in his mind was business experience, and even this kind of romantic flower language to the extreme, his first reaction was to think about how much it was worth!

She didn't bother to explain, and said with a hum: "Anyway, Song Jin's shares belong to the Xie family, and you are not allowed to reach out and touch them." ”

He Sifan sneered, and began to sarcastically mock her on the phone: "You change your father, call Xie Nanzhi." ”

"When I get married, Uncle Xie will be my father."

Not to be outdone, He Nanzhi's voice landed, and the phone was patiently hung up by the other party.

She lowered her eyelashes, clicked on He Sifan's WeChat avatar again, put her mobile phone to her lips, and slowly added a sentence: "Fanfan, I think He Nanzhi is better, wait for my filming salary next month, will I buy you a new tie?" ”

Seeing that he did not return.

He coaxed softly: "It's the coolie money I earn with my own hands." ”

……

He Sifan couldn't read it back. He Nanzhi didn't care, as soon as she turned around and was about to leave, the afterglow of her eyes drooping swept to the familiar and charming figure who was taking pictures in another sea of roses, and her lips pursed softly, but she found a culprit hiding in Tibet.

Lan Yingzheng was taking a selfie, and it was the action of skillfully opening the p-map software, intending to refine her excessively beautiful face in the direction of purity, and suddenly, a slender white and tender hand climbed up to her shoulder silently from behind her.

"So that's how you got the news screenshot you gave me?"

The soft and innocent and dangerous voice made her brain freeze for three seconds, and before she could think about it, she laughed first and said: "I just made a harmless joke with Her Royal Highness the little princess, and if you scolded Mr. Xie, you can't scold me." ”

"It's a good thing."

"Okay, I'm defending your unbreakable marriage contract with Mr. Xie."

Although Lan Ying said extraordinarily righteous words this time, He Nanzhi's slightly cool fingertips did not move away from her neck: "Miss Jingyi told me a story. ”

The words shifted too quickly, and she was puzzled: "Aren't rivals in love all red-eyed when they meet?" Why are you still friendly with each other??? I won't tell you a fairy tale about Snow White and Prince Cinderella, right? ”

"Well, she's telling the story of His Royal Highness the Fool Prince saving the fish." He Nanzhi's eyes were like water, watching the expression change on Lan Yingli's face, and then, his light red lips lightly said, "I'm a little addicted to listening, you can tell me one too." ”

Lan Ying said, "What does the little princess want to hear?" ”

"Snow asks incense."

He Nanzhi's hand fell from her shoulder, and the footnote walked lightly for half a circle, as if recalling, and the tone of the voice was always soft: "This incense is very unpopular, it is the exclusive right to use it that I once spent a lot of money to buy from the master perfumer, and there is no such thing on the market." ”

Even the word Xue asked, she racked her brains to get it herself.

Snow asked.

Hiding her crush on Xie Chen'an when she was a girl, it was as clear and straightforward as the fragrance soaked in mountain snow, with a hint of joy at the end, as if she was silently asking him for affection.

He Nanzhi stopped, looked at Lan Ying's charming eyes, and asked the doubts in his heart: "Xue Wen has long been out of print, how did Xie Chen'an get its formula?" ”

"Mr. Xie personally visited the door and got it for three months."

"I remember that this master perfumer who settled in France has reached the age of retirement, does not like to follow the rules of the game in the fashion industry, is famous for setting all kinds of strange rules for customers, and one of the contracts he signed with me was to ask me to teach his great-granddaughter, who could not speak Chinese at the age of three, to sing the whole song of the Peony Pavilion before giving me the snow incense."

He Nanzhi's eyelashes were like two butterfly wings blinking lightly, and his side face was extremely bright and snow-white, with a little confused appearance, like a pure innocence that was not in the world: "Xie Chen'an said that he has the ability to pass through the sky, how did he manage it in just three months?"

The breeze blew, blowing the scent of roses through the air and wrapping them between each other.

Lan Ying moved closer, and her smiling voice seemed to be telling a secret that no one knew: "My dear, at first, when Mr. Xie visited this weird-tempered perfumer, he also ate many closed doors, and then in order to get the formula, he had to buy this perfume brand at a high price." ”

After being quiet for a long time, He Nanzhi Qingling's voice was speechless and choked: "Okay, money can really do whatever you want." ”

Lan Ying said in one word: "Lost? ”

"Nope."

He Nanzhi refused to admit it.

In the next second, she heard Lan Ying's seductive eyes rise, and said with a smile: "There are many versions of even fairy tales in this world, Cinderella went to the dance to meet His Royal Highness the Prince, and it was originally rumored that her princess dress was not a gift from a fairy, but a secret inheritance from her mother, she first tempted the prince's guards to get the pass to the ball, and when she fell in love with the prince at first sight and lived happily in the castle, she did not forget to send a bird to take away the eyes of the three stepmothers." ”

He Nanzhi was slightly stunned and did not interrupt soundly.

Lan Ying raised her hand and stroked the fabric of the cheongsam wrapped in her thin back, which was extremely smooth, and continued: "The story of His Royal Highness the Fool Prince saving the fish is in Jing Yi's heart, and it is a God-sent opportunity for her to meet the true son of heaven, if she can become Mr. Xie's confidante, the final version of this story will be written as a love story of an ordinary and strong girl in a foreign country and the proud son of the sky because of pets."

"But in Mr. Xie's heart, the role played by Jing Yi in this version of the story is just a nameless passer-by."