Wen Zhiyan looked at her and waited for a few seconds.

She still kept her eyes down.

He walked over, step by step, in a posture that could not be refused at all.

She had to step back, and in the afterglow was his slender knob hands hanging down at his sides, the corners of his suit jacket, and the shiny leather shoes, all of which showed the aggressiveness of a mature man.

In this step, Fang Ci realized again that the four years had left a deep mark on him.

The sensual tension that hit her face made her breathe tighter.

She pressed her back to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Completely imprisoned.

In front of him was his fiery body, and behind him was cold glass.

It's like that time in the shower before......

Fang Ci raised his hand to push him, but his hand was grasped, and then the back of his hand was pressed against the glass.

Wen Zhiyan rubbed her fingers little by little, flattened her palms, and clasped her fingers together.

The joints rubbed against each other, the fingertips seemed to rub against each other, and the shiver rose from the backbone and quickly spread to the whole body.

Fang Ci gritted his teeth desperately, not wanting the sound of his breathing, which suddenly became heavier, to be too obvious.

Wen Zhiyan lowered his neck slightly and lowered his voice, "...... In the past four years, have you really not thought about me? ”

As she spoke, the intertwining of her fingers did not stop, Fang Ci was almost numb, and wanted to withdraw her hand, but he grabbed her wrist, and his fingers, as before, reached into the sleeve of her knitted jacket from his wrist, rubbing against the skin of his arm.

"Fang Ci," the low-magnetic voice seemed to whisper from the pillow of the past, "...... Try again, okay. ”

Chapter 38

November 14th.

Morning, H· The S team held a meeting in the restaurant on the second floor of the China World Summit Wing, mainly to sort out the results of yesterday's negotiations and finalize the details of the main strategies needed in the next negotiation.

In the eyes of colleagues, Wen's Group is difficult to figure out. When it comes to money, they don't seem to care about those points, and when it comes to technical code, they don't hold on to that.

In negotiations, not knowing what the other side wants is the most fatal.

In the end, the vice president asked Fang Ci for help, "Maybe it's a cultural difference, there may be a misunderstanding in the communication between the two sides, can Miss Fang privately probe Vice Minister Tao's tone?"

Only Fang Ci knew, in fact, Wen Shi probably didn't care about anything, this project was just a reason for Wen Zhiyan to get her back.

In the past, he was able to use more than a billion yuan in assets to help her get rid of the Song family, but now, this acquisition with a valuation of 200 million pounds is just a repetition of the old trick.

Fang Ci responded to the vice president's request and returned to Senhe Mansion at noon.

Fang Niannian and Yang Shumei went out for a walk in the park, and she was the only one at home.

Nestled in the sofa, she opened WeChat, clicked on the address book, wanted to find Tao Yinjun's name, made an appointment with him, and swiped the screen.

It doesn't make sense.

What about contacting Tao Yinjun again, the crux of the problem lies in Wen Zhiyan.

The fingertips continued to slide, and in the "W" column, there was the name of the banquet.

She did not delete his contact information, but in the past four years, the two have never been in touch on WeChat.

Opening the Conversation box, the chat log is stuck four years and nine months ago, when she agreed with him on a vacation.

His avatar and the background of his circle of friends are all pitch black.

There is also no content in the circle of friends.

Thinking of the unhappy parting in the top office of the Wen Group last night, and thinking of the cold silence in his eyes, Fang Ci was almost breathless.

The situation of the Fang family, the different family backgrounds between the two, and his marriage with Liang Yuner......

It's like an endless mountain between the two.

But he didn't seem to care.

Of course, he has the capital not to care, and the pride of the sky is naturally whatever he wants.

At the age of 20, she can think of nothing and plunge into it, but at the age of 25, can she still do this? She's grown up, and it's time for her to face reality.

Looking at his name on the screen in a daze for a long time, Fang Ci turned off WeChat-

There was no need to ask Tao Yinjun again, she decided to talk to Wenzhiyan after the Fang family's affairs were over.

Whether to live or die, whether to further moths to the fire again, or to take a step back and leave again, she always had to make it clear to him.

Otherwise, with his character, he will probably really spend all the time with her until she dies.

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That night, Fang Ci met with the investors recommended by Qu Yingqiu at the VIEW restaurant on the top floor of the International Trade Center.

Shake hands and take a seat.

Fang Ci felt that the person in front of him was a little familiar.

The man opposite smiled, and said in a cheerful tone, "It's really a noble person who forgets things and doesn't remember me?" ”

He observed Fang Ci's expression and sighed, "Harm, I changed my name, I used to be called Qi Peng, now I remember?" ”

Fang Ci finally connected the man in front of him with a small boy who always appeared at Song Yuze's party in his memory.

She smiled, "Remember, you've changed a lot." ”

"That's," he smiled, "a few years ago, business was not going well, and the family found someone to calculate the hexagram and changed it to my current name, Qi Hongyuan." ”

Fang Ci nodded, "It's been good lately?" ”

"It's good, otherwise we wouldn't have this capital to invest in the Fang family."

Fang Ci took out the information that Qu Yingqiu had sorted out before from his bag, and said, "After we get the investment, we will have a series of reforms, please take a look." ”

Qi Hongyuan took the information, but he threw it to the other end of the table with a snap, his eyes a little frivolous, "...... Hey, it's not interesting to talk about the project directly, don't talk about the past? You're not going to be so impersonal, are you? ”

All of Fang Ci's strengths are limited to the scope of the law, and this kind of social communication is the thing she is not good at.

She couldn't tell for a moment whether she was really uninteresting, or Qi Pengyuan was deliberately making things difficult.

But if she wants to get investment, she must not let her own temperament pry Qi Hongyuan's face.

A proper smile hung on her lips, and before she could open her mouth, she heard a faint commotion around her.

Qi Hongyuan turned his head to look at her together.

At the other end of the restaurant, a tall man in a three-piece suit walked up with one hand in his pocket.

A feast of smells.

The ear bone studs were glittering, the steps were graceful, there was no expression on the face, and it was almost dizzying.

Fang Ci clenched his hand.

When he got closer, he saw another man behind him, and the two of them were seated in a row next to the table of Fang Ci and Qi Hongyuan.

There was a staggered table in the corridor in the middle, and Wen Zhiyan was facing in her direction.

Even in such a stylish fine dining restaurant, his posture is laid-back. Leaning on the backrest, one arm resting on the back of the chair, the cold white tone of the bone joints. The long hands, lined with the crimson flannel of the sofa chairs, show a bit of desire.

She could even see his long legs lying on top of each other under the table.

Qi Hongyuan retracted his gaze and looked at her expression with interest, "...... Why don't you start with your relationship with Wen Shao? ”

Fang Ci paused slightly, and said with a light smile, "What does it matter?" ”

Qi Hongyuan leaned closer and lowered his voice, "After you went abroad, I heard a lot of gossip, what do you say, because of you, I have made more than a billion yuan, and smashed your marriage with Song Yuze, is it really fake?" ”

"Fake."

She answered categorically without hesitation.

Qi Hongyuan looked at her meaningfully and sneered, "Also, if someone like Wen Shao wants to sleep with you, he can't afford to make such a big effort." ”

This statement is too offensive.

Fang Ci's eyes turned cold, and he looked at him without saying a word.

Qi Hongyuan was unconscious, "So have you ever slept?" ”

"Does that have anything to do with what we're talking about today?"

"Of course it matters," Qi Hongyuan looked as a matter of course, "whether the investment is successful or not, don't you see if we have a pleasant chat today?" He laughed, "After all...... Maybe we'll have a deep relationship, and I can't get to know you yet? ”

Fang Ci's blood all over his body was cold.

No wonder Qu Yingqiu deliberately mentioned that she was young and beautiful, co-authored, what she conveyed to Qi Hongyuan meant that investment and marriage are bound?

She was furious almost instantly.

She originally wanted to clean up the mess of the Fang family in her own way, but she didn't think that Qu Yingqiu still had the intention of letting her get married.

What's the difference between this and four years ago?

In her heart, Qi Hongyuan turned his head to look at the direction of Wen Zhiyan, and said, "Otherwise, I'll ask Wen Shao in person?" ”

The Qi family has really risen in recent years, and the Song family under Li Youxian's rule has been suppressed by the Qi family, what's the matter, he is also qualified to talk to Wen Shaopan, right?

Qi Hongyuan thought about it, and didn't care about Fang Ci's face, got up, buttoned up his suit, and walked straight to the table of Wenzhiyan.

As soon as he walked half the distance, the waiter who had been serving by Wen Zhiyan's side greeted him and blocked his way.

The waiter was polite and polite on the face, but the meaning of the obstruction could not be more obvious.

If Wen Zhiyan himself was unwilling, then he, Qi Hongyuan, would not even be qualified to go up and say hello.

The "class" is so distinct.

Qi Hongyuan showed a somewhat embarrassed look on his face, and reluctantly returned to his chair and sat down.

Whether it was four years ago or four years later, the Wenzhi feast is the same.

Even, four years later, from the heir to the real ruler, he is even more unattainable and extravagant.