Wen Ran didn't even take the elevator and went down the spiral stairs.

When she arrived at the first floor, her heartbeat was still "double dong dong", as if it was about to jump out of her throat.

There was a man in his forties at the door, who led Wen Ran out to get into the car.

The car walked out of the 'Tanyuan' along the winding road, and soon arrived at the entrance of the 'Lanyufeng' community.

Wen Ran thanked the driver and got off the bus.

The air outside the car was stuffy and dry, and Wen Ran was walking fast, and sweating was coming out of his forehead.

After entering the elevator, there was only the noise of the operation of the elevator.

Wen Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

She was relaxed, but couldn't help but wonder what Yan Wangshu meant.

Could it be that I had misunderstood and Yan Wangshu had no meaning?

Also, what sudden anger did he get?

Could it be that she got the carpet dirty?

If he really had that kind of interest to her, he wouldn't let her go if he dirty a carpet.

Wen Ran couldn't figure it out.

So I didn't think about it anymore.

Wen Ran returned home and it was already past 11 o'clock. She took a shower, wiped the body lotion and climbed onto the bed, and got into the quilt.

Wen Ran raised his hand and touched his phone, and then he saw an unread message on the top of the phone.

She unlocked her phone and clicked on WeChat.

Zhai Chengjing replied to the message one hour ago: [If you want it, tomorrow at 4 pm, Xunfeng International Hotel, room number 808]

Wen Ran typed: [Senior brother, what do you want to give me?]

Wen Ran waited for a while but did not receive Zhai Chengjing's reply. Instead, Ivy sent a message in the group.

Ivy: [[Crying] I'm hungry and not full.]

Li Wan sent a "hahaha" emoticon package, and then continued: [Why don't you dare to eat it?]

Ivy: [[Blank Eyes]]

Ivy: [I was a little excited at the dinner table, but now I can't remember it. I should have said nothing wrong, right?]

Li Wan: [No, you performed very well!]

Ivy:【@Wen Ran, what do you think?】

Wen Ran was @, typing reply: [Very good!]

Ivy: [I didn’t expect that as an intern, I could eat the big boss’s meal, it’s enough for me to go out and play for a year.]

Li Wan: [Is it so exaggerated?]

Ivy: [Why don’t there? I think people with identities like Mr. Yan have eyes on their heads.]

This message was just sent out, but Ivy withdraws it again.

Li Wan saw it and sighed: [Exaggerated.]

Ivy: [Mr. Yan is a third generation of businessman! And his brother-in-law, today's Miss Lin's father, I heard that he is a third generation of official!]

Ivy emphasized again: [Three generations of officials in Beidu!]

Li Wan: [[Thumb][Thumb][Thumb]]

Wen Ran didn't interrupt.

Yes, so how can a person with the identity of Yan Wangshu have ideas about him?

It must be my misunderstanding.

Wen Ran was sleepy and set an alarm clock with her mobile phone, put down her phone, closed her eyes and went to bed.

In a daze, Wen Ran felt a thick carpet under her feet, and a strong man was approaching her.

The surroundings are pitch black, the space is small and cramped, and even breathing is intermittent.

She wanted to retreat, to escape from this sense of oppression, but her feet couldn't move as if they were welded cement.

She looked up and crashed into the hot, charming, powerful, possessive, light brown eyes.

That's the look of a man looking at a woman.

Wen Ran suddenly opened her eyes and it was pitch black.

She raised her hand to cover her heart, and she was beating violently there.

How could you dream of him?

Wen Ran woke up again and was woken up by the alarm clock on his phone.

Zhai Chengjing replied in the middle of the night: [I know when I come.]

Wen Ran returned to [Good [Being Behaved]], then washed up and got into the studio.

There was a new idea in the new day, and Wen Ran overturned the original artwork and re-painted it.

Wen Ran has never thought about design so seriously. She always has inspiration and ideas, so she just raises her strokes to draw, which is more similar to recording.

And this time, it's a competition.

It was Wen Ran’s first game.

When the alarm rings again, Wen Ran has to put down his pen even if he is reluctant to leave.

She cleaned up and took a taxi to the Fengfeng International Hotel.

Wen Ran stood in front of Room 808 and rang the doorbell.

Zhai Chengjing opened the door, wore formal trousers and white shirt, and smiled gently: "On-time."

Wen Ran was praised and laughed subconsciously.

Zhai Chengjing ordered a suite with a separate small living room, with a black suitcase next to the dark gray sofa and a blazer on the back of the sofa chair.

Zhai Chengjing also untied the tie and put it on the back of the sofa chair.

Seeing him like this, it seemed like he had just arrived and had just moved in.

Wen Ran sat on the single sofa: "Senior brother, you just arrived in Shanghai?"

"Um."

Wen Ran immediately took out the host's noodles and said, "I'll take you to dinner?"

"Don't want anything?" Zhai Chengjing bent down and picked up an inconspicuous paper bag on the coffee table, hooked the corner of his lips and handed it to her, "A gift."

Wen Ran took it, pulled it away and looked at it. It was a piece of jade and a raw stone.

Wen Ran's eyes tightened and his fingers subconsciously trembled.

Zhai Chengjing turned around but didn't see Wen Ran's guilty expression: "Do you like it?"

"I like it." Wen Ran bit her lip.

"It's good to like it." Zhai Chengjing dragged his suitcase into the room, "I'll take a shower and change my clothes, and then you'll take me to have a meal."

Wen Ran smiled and replied: "Okay."

The room door is closed.

Wen Ran looked at the jade in her hand and remembered her lie: I met a "Nanpai" jade carving craftsman in Shanghai, and I want to stay in Shanghai for a longer time.

This is obviously her lie, but it is taken to heart.

This feeling is so guilty.

After a while, Zhai Chengjing changed into a suit and came out.

Wen Ran saw him dressing up and stood up: "Senior Brother, do you have any social engagements tonight?"

"Well, so you can't have too long to have dinner with you."

"It's okay." Wen Ran walked towards the door, "Then let's hurry up."

"slowly."

"Um?"

Zhai Chengjing glanced at the paper bag that fell on the sofa: "Don't like the gift?"

She actually forgot to take it.

Wen Ran ran over and picked up the bag and hugged it in his arms: "I like it very much. I just thought about what to take you to eat, but I forgot."

At this moment, Wen Ran deeply realized an old saying, when you tell a lie, you have to use countless lies to fulfill it.

Lies are the abyss.
To be continued...