Chapter 36

He was a gentleman's grip, and he only held her fingers weakly, but Fang Ci's heart still throbbed with numbness.

It's familiar, but it's so strange.

It's familiar and warm, but it feels a little rougher to the touch.

That's right, it's been four and a half years.

He went from being 21 years old to about to be 26 years old.

Wen Zhiyan looked at her fixedly, and the color of her eyes was a little indescribable, as if there was an undercurrent and seemed to be dull.

Fang Ci's throat tightened, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence, "...... Legal Counsel Fang Ci. ”

Fortunately, this face-to-face situation did not last. The two vice presidents of S and Tao Yinjun went to the corner to chat.

Fang Ci chose a sofa to sit down, and in order to divert his attention, he casually flipped through the fashion magazines on the coffee table.

Wu Yishan sat next to her, slid the screen of her mobile phone and whispered, "There is so little information about him on the Internet." ”

Fang Ci smiled, "Tao Yinjun?"

"No, that Mr. Wen," Wu Yishan is a activist, who has searched the Internet for his news and gossip, and finally turned to one, "Oh, this latest, the title is: The head of the Wen family may be engaged to the daughter of the Liang family in Beijing." ”

As he spoke, he pushed the screen in front of her face, "Look, this daughter is also a beauty."

Fang Ci paused for a few seconds and lowered his eyes to look.

The cover is a puzzle, Wen Zhiyan is a paste photo taken secretly at night, he is wearing a suit, is standing by the car with one hand in his pocket on the phone, the daughter of the Liang family, naturally Liang Yun'er, hers is Zhang Fa's selfie on social platforms, holding a cake, delicate and lovely.

Wu Yishan flipped through it again, "Why are these manuscripts almost the same?" It's not going to be a press release, is it? ”

Probably release the news first and take a look at the rumors in the outside world.

Fang Ci laughed in his heart, the usual tricks in the circle.

At the beginning, the Fang family and the Song family dissolved their engagement, and they first issued a press release of "suspected disengagement disengagement" for a few days, observed the reaction of the outside world, and then officially issued an announcement to dissolve the engagement.

In this way, his marriage is probably about to be put on the agenda.

The paragraph between her and him, in his case, should have been turned a long time ago.

It's only been three or four months, and another four and a half years have passed.

Makes sense and makes sense.

Fang Ci couldn't tell how he was feeling.

It's like a kind of powerless abruptness.

She couldn't help but look up at him.

The three-piece suit outlined his tall and straight figure, and his face was still the same languid as before, and when he turned his head and lowered his eyes and laughed, he was a little ruffian.

It is also a lot more mature, and when I don't have any expression and look down to listen to people's words, there is a kind of aggression of a mature man who hides it, and it is sexy and dangerous, which makes it difficult for people to breathe.

He tilted his head slightly and took a sip of champagne from his glass.

Fang Ci noticed that the tattoo above his Adam's apple seemed to be missing.

Did you wash it off?

That position, it must be very painful when I wash it.

Not only that, but he also had an ear bone nail on the pinna of his left ear, which reflected the light slightly.

From a distance, I couldn't see the pattern of the ear bone stud clearly.

Sensing that he seemed to be about to raise his eyes to look over, Fang Ci immediately turned his gaze away.

Be on hot coals.

After that, according to the process of the reception, Wen and H· The two sides had another interaction, most of which were Tao Yinjun and H· Vice President S came to talk, and throughout the whole process, Fang Ci looked at Tao Yinjun as attentively as possible, trying to get rid of the interference with a strong sense of existence.

At the end of the process, Tao Yinjun greeted and sent a car to send everyone back to China.

Fang Ci walked slowly at the end, Tao Yinjun took two steps slower, landed beside her, and asked with a smile, "Do you still smoke?" I haven't seen you for a long time, do you want to smoke one together? Or find a place to have a drink? ”

“…… I don't smoke much, I don't drink," she said, smiling, "Let's just talk, right?" ”

"That's it," Tao Yinjun nodded, "it's at the door." ”

The feast of smell seems to have gone first, H· S and the others drove back to Guomao, and Tao Yinjun and Fang Ci stood at the door of the hotel.

It's raining again.

The ground was wet, reflecting the broken light of the stars leaking out of the hotel lobby.

Tao Yinjun lit a cigarette, and the two of them asked like old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time, how have they been in the past few years, and whether they plan to return to China to work or something.

After a while, Tao Yinjun answered the phone, hurriedly threw a cigarette butt at the smoke extinguishing place, and said, "I have something urgent, I have to go first, do I want to help you take a taxi?" ”

"No, you can go."

"Okay, see you later."

Tao Yinjun turned around and entered the lobby and went to the underground garage.

The autumn breeze blew, Fang Ci felt cold, raised his hand and stroked his arm, turned his head, and was stunned.

A Maybach 62S was parked in the drizzle at the door, and Wen Zhiyan was standing next to the car with an umbrella and a coat hanging in the crook of his arm.

His eyebrows fell in the shadow of the umbrella, and his eyes were dim, but he was clearly looking at her.

Fang Ci was a little at a loss for a while.

What to do? During the whole reception, the two did not have much contact, and she thought that the two were tacitly pretending to be unfamiliar with each other, and no longer mentioned old things.

But now, what's the situation?

Wen Zhiyan looked at her for a few seconds, then walked over and handed the coat forward.

Fang Ci was sluggish for two seconds, then took it and put it on, saying thank you.

As she put on her coat, she couldn't help but look up at him.

Looking at each other, the aggression in his eyes was not concealed in the slightest, and Fang Ci seemed to be frozen, staring at him in a daze.

It's like the night when "Yunqing" first met.

The dark eyes stared at her intently, as if they could grab her soul.

Fang Ci's legs were a little weak for no reason, and the inexplicable attraction seemed to be silent for a long time, and suddenly woke up and gave her a sharp hammer.

She wanted to speak, but she didn't know what to say.

Eyes intertwined.

No.

It is even stronger than the first meeting outside the "cloud light".

The urge to be embraced by him, and the fact that they no longer have any special relationship with each other, tore at her and made her want to cry.

What to do.

Really shouldn't have met.

She seemed to have him in vain.

Wen Zhiyan closed his eyes, turned his face away, and said in a low voice, "...... Send you back. ”

The voice was flat, as if the surging eyes just now were an illusion.

Get in the back seat of the Maybach.

Fang Ci looked out the car window, his body temperature rose, and his spirit also woke up.

Don't think about it anymore.

Don't let your feelings go any further.

Speechless all the way.

Seeing through the window that the hotel was approaching, Fang Ci swallowed his throat, and even deliberately brought a polite smile, and said, "...... Mr. Wen, just send it here, just borrow my umbrella. ”

Wen Zhiyan was holding his elbow on the other side of the window, and he was also looking out of the window, but when he heard this, he turned his head and narrowed his eyes, "...... Call me what? ”

Fang Ci still smiled lightly, "Mr. Wen." ”

Wen Zhiyan looked at her for a few seconds, and then smiled inexplicably, and said, "...... Uncle Qiao, turn around and go home. ”

"Okay boss."

The driver in the front seat answered, then slowed down and made a U-turn at the intersection.

Fang Ci's eyes widened a little, "What do you mean?" ”

Wen Zhiyan still smiled, and the smile was a little cold, "Fang Ci, you said the wrong thing." ”

"I don't understand," Fang Ci's whole body tensed, "what's wrong?" If only you told me plainly, what is it to go back to your house? ”

Wen Zhiyan no longer spoke.

The Maybach drove all the way into the old villa, followed the driveway past the fountain, then drove up the gentle slope from the side and stopped in the open space in front of the porch.

Wen Zhiyan got out of the car and went around to help her open the car door.

She still sat upright.

Wen Zhiyan smiled floatingly, "...... Do you want me to pick you up and get out of the car? ”

Fang Ci immediately tensed his back and stiffly stepped out of the car.

Wen Zhiyan turned to leave.

As he walked, he took off his blazer, waistcoat, and tie, and threw them on the living room couch and the back of the dining room chair.

Fang Ci clasped his coat in both hands, watched him walk to the edge of the island, took out a bottle of water from the refrigerator, unscrewed it and raised his head slightly to take a sip.

She was silent, and in a consultative tone, she said, "Why did you bring me?" ”

Wen Zhiyan lowered his eyes, folded and folded his sleeves, and his smooth and well-proportioned forearms were gradually exposed.

She saw it, and he was still wearing the bracelet.