Ni Hong: "There is no conflict on the surface. This matter is not easy to deal with, but it makes people feel uncomfortable when they look at it. They are so blatant because they have figured this out."
Luo Yan: "Just leave it alone. It is indeed the freedom of creation for people to shoot and pose in whatever videos they want, and there is no conflict of interest with us."
After get off work, she went to Jingsheng Building to wait for Qi Si. He was still busy, so she went to hang out with acquaintances.
He Xiao loved to tell jokes as always and made her laugh with a few words. Song Wei talked less than before, but he would bring her small cakes and fruits from the tea room.
When Luo Yan listened to He Xiao's words, Song Wei's eyes glanced at the silver ring on her ring finger, and his eyes darkened.
When Qi Si came out of the office, he heard Yan Jing say that Luo Yan was here. He looked around but no one was there. He thought he was going to play with her apprentices again.
After taking his coat, he went to the software engineering team, and sure enough, from a distance he saw her frowning at He Xiao's amusement.
Song Wei saw him first and stood up: "Mr. Qi."
Luo Yan turned around and asked, "Are you done?"
"It's over, let's go."
She got up and walked to him. Before leaving, she said goodbye to Song Wei and the others: "I'm leaving first, bye."
Qi Si glanced at her, took her wrist, and said to the two people in the work area: "You guys should get off work too."
The two people faced each other with their slender backs. He Xiao looked at it and shook his head, "How else can we, Mr. Qi, be so lucky? We need to be good-looking, powerful, and have a wife with a beautiful woman. If a man lives to
He is the winner in life for this reason."
Song Wei was silent for a moment and said yes.
As the elevator went down, Qi Si said calmly, "Don't go to the software engineering team in the future."
Luo Yan turned her head and asked, "What's wrong?"
"There are a bunch of big guys in the software engineering team. It's not suitable for you to go there every day."
"They are very nice people. I don't go there every day. I heard that you were meeting with clients, so I didn't bother you."
She looked at the man's chiseled jawline and asked, "Are you jealous?"
Qi Si lowered his eyes to see the interest in her eyes, his thin lips parted slightly, "Childish."
Even if he didn't say anything, Luo Yan took him as his own. She felt a little sweet in her heart and pulled his slender finger, "What should we eat later?"
"What do you want to eat?"
"It's been a long time since I've had caviar."
The elevator door opened and he took her out.
"Then I'll take you to eat."
In early winter, the air in the imperial capital was already very cold, and pedestrians all wore coats.
Luo Yan wore a British-style black windbreaker, and Qi Si wore an elegant suit and coat, which looked like a couple's outfit.
The two entered the restaurant side by side, and their outstanding temperament made passers-by take a few more glances.
The restaurant we came to today is newly opened. Luo Yan specially chose the location on the second floor, where he can see downstairs.
Their caviar is delicious, and their steaks are also delicious. Qi Si has found another treasure restaurant.
Qi Si always felt delicious every time he watched her eat. Food that seemed ordinary to him seemed like delicacies in front of her. She always had a good appetite, but she couldn't eat much, so it was no wonder she was thin.
Putting some potato braised lamb on her plate, he asked warmly: "Would you like another honey-glazed charcoal-roasted turkey?"
She shook her head: "I can't eat anymore."
"Then half one." He ordered food on the phone interface with his long fingers, his voice low, "Pack it up and take it home for you to have as a midnight snack."
Luo Yan pursed her lips and smiled: "If my vest line disappears one day, you must be the culprit."
The man calmly said, "It's okay, I will take you to exercise together."
Catching a glimpse of the meaningful look in his eyes, Luo Yan knew that he was driving secretly, lowering his head to eat and pretending not to understand.