Fu Zijun held her hand, and the two of them walked on the street together. Qin Yaying turned to look at Fu Zijun, was she just with him like this? After more than two years, Fu Zijun had devoted himself to her.
She knows everything about it.
Anna stood not far away and looked at them. It turned out that Qin Yaying was with another man. No wonder she could stay in Milan, Italy for two years and still be safe and sound.
"Miss Qin Yaying, you are really charming! You hooked up with this man and came to Italy. It's very good!" Anna looked at their hands holding hands tightly, and she had a sour feeling. Qin Yaying didn't care.
She is a happy person everywhere, and she has been with Leng Muchen for two years. Except for that drunken encounter with her, he never touched her again and kept the proper distance from her.
Fu Zijun looked at her and said, "Yingying is my fiancée. I advise you to speak with some restraint." Of course he knew that Anna said such things because of the past relationship between Leng Muchen and Qin Yaying.
"Fiancée?" Anna sneered, "So, do you know that your fiancée is going back to China?"
"Of course I know that she is going back, and I will go back with her, so I won't bother you." Fu Zijun didn't even tell her that he was going back to China with Qin Yaying. Fu Zijun had already prepared it.
I want to return to China with Qin Yaying.
Anna looked at Qin Yaying, "It turns out that you already have a man with you. I asked you why you spoke to me so readily. It turns out that you don't want your fiancé to have a head-on conflict with Brother Leng, right?"
"That's right! I'm very happy now, so you don't have to worry about me having anything to do with that man anymore," Qin Yaying took the initiative to hold Fu Zijun's arm.
"That's good! You'd better keep your word. Since you already have someone to accompany you, you can decide for yourself whether you want to return to China with me or not." Anna didn't want to watch the two of them being sweet along the way.
appearance.
Qin Yaying looked at her, "I will return to China on time. When the matter is over, I will return to Italy." Everything has a beginning and an end.
It started with her and it ended with her.
After Anna left, Qin Yaying let go of the slender arm hanging on his arm and said, "Zijun, do you want to return to China too? What about your work here?"
"Don't worry! I can still do my job when I return to China, don't worry." Fu Zijun would only worry if he wasn't with her.
Leng Muchen was sitting in the office. He received a call from Anna, saying that the new designer from C&D Fashion Design Company would arrive a day or two late. However, he did not ask to see Miss Wenny, which made Anna feel relieved.
One breath.
"Brother Leng, will you come to pick me up at the airport tomorrow?" Anna asked him, but what she wanted more was for Qin Yaying to see with her own eyes the intimate and loving relationship between Leng Muchen and her.
"Okay, you can send the flight itinerary to my mobile phone and I will be there on time tomorrow." Leng Muchen nodded. In the past few days, what he saw on the streets of Milan, Italy, that night would appear in his mind from time to time.
That familiar figure. Maybe what Anna said was indeed right. Qin Yaying might have been dead. There has been no news for more than two years. He still held a glimmer of hope in his heart, but he could not forget it.
Even if she lost her, he couldn't forget her.
"Brother Leng." Anna hesitated for a moment. There were some words that she couldn't say. The man she loved deeply always had another woman hidden in her heart. How could she tell him that Qin Yaying was still alive.
"What's the matter?" Leng Muchen listened to her hesitant tone and asked, "Did something happen to her in Italy?" "Anna, did something happen?"
Anna took a deep breath and said, "It's okay. You should go to bed early! I'm going to die." She pursed her lips, feeling an indescribable pain in her heart.
Loving is a kind of pain, but being loved is a kind of luck, but she is the one who loves others.
Qin Yaying didn't close her eyes for more than ten hours on the plane. Her heart was filled with ambivalence of uneasiness and expectation. Fu Zijun reached out and took her hand, and the cold ring stuck to his palm, "Yingying,
Are you afraid of meeting him?"
Qin Yaying turned her head to look at him and shook her head, "There is nothing to be afraid of. Even if we meet, it is destined to happen!" She is no longer the Qin Yaying she was two years ago, and she owes Leng Muchen as much as two years ago.
It has been paid off and it is over. She does not need to compromise for the sake of the Qin family.
"I'm really happy that you think so." Fu Zijun reached out and smoothed a strand of her hair, "It won't be here for several hours. Do you want to take a rest first?"
Qin Yaying shook her head, "I'm afraid of airsickness." Two years ago, when he took her to Italy, she had an attack of pain on the plane, which scared Fu Zijun, and she was almost half-conscious on the plane.
It was easy to get off the plane, but she vomited into a mess.
The two of them didn't say anything else. He just held her in his arms. As long as she was willing to accept him, he would do anything for her.
When the plane landed at City A International Airport, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening. Fu Zijun looked at Qin Yaying's pale face and said, "Yingying, are you feeling unwell again?"
"It's okay." Qin Yaying waved her hand, and her somewhat weak body leaned into Fu Zijun's arms.
Fu Zijun hugged her and got off the plane. Qin Yaying raised her eyes and looked not far away. Anna ran towards the man standing aside. Leng Muchen stood in the crowd dressed in black. He was always so conspicuous for two years.
It was the same before, and it will be the same two years later.
Qin Yaying stopped and watched Leng Muchen take the small suitcase in Anna's hand, and then the two walked out of the airport hall side by side.
"Let's go!" Qin Yaying said to Zijun after being stunned for a long time. Maybe she had the courage to walk out of the airport lobby after they were far away!
Anna got into Leng Muchen's car and said, "Brother Leng, let's go eat something first, okay?" She didn't have much appetite for the food on the plane.
"Want to go to your favorite restaurant?" Leng Muchen continued to drive the car attentively.
"Okay." Anna nodded. As long as she was with him, it didn't matter what she ate.
Qin Yaying and Fu Zijun just hailed a taxi and headed to the city together. Jiang Yifang helped her buy an apartment near the office building for the convenience of her work, and Fu Zijun couldn't let her be alone.
, so his apartment is still opposite hers.
"Come back here, do you feel anything special?" Fu Zijun asked Qin Yaying, who had been looking out the window.
Qin Yaying shook her head, "No matter where I am, I am alone and have no relatives. Maybe I am really used to life in Italy."
Because she didn't like the house to be too big, Jiang Yifang's arrangements for her were not big, but they had everything she wanted. "Mr. Jiang is still very optimistic about you. This is why you are willing to return to China, right?" Fu Zijun saw it.
He was relieved about everything in the apartment.
"Jiang is always very kind to me. For a non-professional newcomer like me, no one dares to use someone like me to take charge of such a cooperation project." Of course Qin Yaying is also under pressure, but she is not afraid.
One person carries it as hard as he can.
"You should have confidence in yourself. In the past two years, you have spent all your time on design." Fu Zijun could support her at any time and give her a superior life. However, she
But she wanted to be independent, so she followed her own preferences. In the past two years, she designed a lot of clothes and shoes. It was just a hobby at first, but in the end, it became her career.
Fu Zijun helped her pack her simple luggage, and Qin Yaying rested on the sofa. After she fell asleep, he returned to his room.
He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the night outside the window. He felt faintly uneasy in his heart. He held a cigarette between his slender fingers. He was back. Jin Tianhu should also know what he would face next.