It's good to get it, but if you can't get it, then give up love and get wealth and status.
"How to tell Yang Yuxi? This is a difficult problem. If I tell her directly that I am going to be engaged to Zhu Jiaojiao, she may not be able to attend. Zhu Jiaojiao will not be able to explain it to her then. Well, let's hide it from her first.
, let’s just say that our company has a banquet on the weekend, and we require those who have family members and girlfriends to bring their family members to attend, and wait until she comes to the scene to tell her the truth of the matter, so that she will not be afraid that she will not attend." Zhang Haoxuan thought for a while and dialed Yang Yuxi's number.
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Seaside villa, study room on the third floor.
Ye Ming sat in front of half of the sketch with a pen. He raised his hand several times to start writing, but in the end he didn't do it. Three years have passed. In the rush, the image of the girl has been blurred. He can only remember the elegant face.
She has long hair and hazy outlines, and her face and facial features have long been forgotten. For the past three years, he would sit in front of the drawing board every Tuesday afternoon, trying to draw her appearance, but except for the first two months when he started to draw, he would not
After the outline was drawn, he never wrote again. Every week for three years, no matter whether it was windy or rainy, no matter how important the matter was, he would sit in front of the drawing board on time, but he never wrote a single stroke, because he
Afraid, he was afraid that he would uglify her appearance and damage her perfect image in his mind. However, the result of not writing for three years made the already blurry image in his mind become more hazy and misty.
Now he could no longer remember what she looked like, only her long flowing hair was left in his mind.
well!
Ye Ming sighed softly, left the drawing board lonely, and sat slumped on the sofa. After a while, he whispered in a low voice and asked someone to call Yang Yuxi.
In the living room on the first floor, Yang Yuxi frowned, feeling inexplicably upset. She vaguely felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't explain clearly what was wrong.
"Miss Yang, the master invites you to go to the study." A servant came forward and said. "Okay." Yang Yuxi nodded, and then said: "Don't call me Miss Yang, call me Yuxi.
I’m not some popular lady, my status is the same as yours.”
"Miss Yang is joking." The servant laughed, but he didn't think Yang Yuxi was the same as them. Although Yang Yuxi was also a servant, and the young master had been targeting him, she was definitely extraordinary in the young master's mind. "Call me Miss Yang."
If you're not used to it, you should just call me Yu Xi. I'll need your guidance in the future." Yang Yuxi said again. "Well, we'll call you Yu Xi from now on." Everyone was happy to see her insisting on this.
He got closer to her and changed his tune accordingly.
"Yu Xi, the young master is waiting above. Come up quickly." The servant who spoke at the beginning urged. "What does he want from me?" Yang Yuxi asked, intending to talk first and prepare mentally.
"I don't know. In the past, the young master never asked anyone to come in at this time." The servant shook his head. Yang Yuxi nodded and followed her up the stairs.
Just as she was going upstairs, the phone suddenly rang. Yang Yuxi hurriedly took out her cell phone and saw that it was her boyfriend Zhang Haoxuan calling.
