Yao Hanbing worked overtime for a full month, and the time she spent with Xuan Xianchen became very rare.
At the end of the month, she made an appointment with Xuan Xianchen for dinner, only to find that Xuan Xianchen's face had lost a lot of weight and he looked more haggard.
"What's wrong? What happened recently?"
She lightly touched his fair and handsome cheek with her fingers, and he covered her hand with his palm on his face. He said with a soft smile:
"It's okay. No matter what happens, I won't wrong you. Bing'er, would you mind marrying a poor boy in the future?"
Yao Hanbing frowned and said, "Xianchen, there is something behind your words. Did something happen?"
"There is something wrong with Xuan's company's finances, but it doesn't matter. Don't worry. Maybe it will be solved soon."
His delicate fingers stroked her sad eyebrows, and she nodded without moving her hands from his face.
She didn't want to appear too worried and disturb him. Something must have happened, otherwise he wouldn't be so thin and haggard all of a sudden.
Is there any financial problem with Xuan's company? However, she has never asked about Xuan's affairs, and she doesn't understand financial matters. Maybe it's just a temporary funding problem. As he said, it can be solved after a while.
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"Xianchen, this is the sturgeon you like to eat. Eat more. After eating, we will go to the mountains to play. It has been a long time since we went out to relax. We want to get some fresh air."
"Okay, it's up to you."
He nodded with a smile and stared at her tenderly.
After dinner, Xuan Xianchen drove Yao Hanbing to the mountain.
The top of the mountain is empty and the air is fresh. Standing on the top of the mountain, you can see the panoramic view of L city. When you look up, you can see the brightest moon in the world.
Many people say that holding the hand of the person you like on the top of the mountain will lead to a beautiful relationship. Therefore, many young men and women come here to date and form a deep relationship.
Xuan Xianchen and Yao Hanbing were walking hand in hand on the top of the mountain. Every once in a while, there was a soft light orange light. Their fingers were clasped together, making her hands feel warm.
"If I get old and sallow, will you still like me?"
Yao Hanbing asked jokingly.
Xuan Xianchen hugged her slender waist affectionately and asked her: "When I get older, you won't look good, and neither will I. Will you also dislike me?"
She tilted her head, her beautiful eyes flashing with mischievous light, "I know how to do it." She said with a smile, "Pretty faces are popular among people now, so I will also have a pretty face by then."
Xuan Xianchen pinched her small nose angrily, "No sweet words at all. I'm wondering if I should say nice things in the future. You specialize in irritating people!"
"Hey, no! I won't be angry with you anymore, okay, okay. From now on, you must like me when I get older. You must not dislike me! Hey, okay?" She held his hand.