After Zhan Lian finished reading Lin Lian's information, he moved his fingers on his desk.
Devin, Frank.
Fashion designer.
He closed his eyes, closing the emotion that was about to burst through his eyes.
Lin Lian was busy and didn't get off work until very late.
There was no one in the company anymore and it was very quiet.
She took the elevator directly to the underground parking lot, picked up the car key, pressed it on the parked car, and walked over.
But after walking a few steps, a person came over and stopped in front of her, "Miss Lin, please come with me."
She had met this person before and was very familiar with him. He was Zhan Lian's driver, and he was also the driver who used to pick her up when she was Mrs. Zhan.
Lao Zhang.
Half an hour later, the car stopped outside a European-style villa, and Lin Lian got out of the car.
The villa was brightly lit, and everything low-luxury inside exuded the light of money under the lights.
Zhan Lianshi was sitting on the sofa wearing casual home clothes, holding a financial newspaper in his hand and reading it. The light shone on his handsome face. For a moment, Lin Lian seemed to go back to two years ago, when he came back from get off work and sat A scene on the sofa.
My heart suddenly hurt, as if someone had pricked me with a needle.
Zhan Lianshi looked over and happened to see the trance in her eyes. He moved his eyes slightly and said, "Sit down."
The indifferent tone was the same as before.
The emotion in Lin Lian's eyes disappeared, and he walked over and stopped three steps away from him.
"Mr. Zhan, tell me straight away. I haven't eaten yet and I have to go back to cook."
Zhan Lianshi took the cell phone and dialed a number.
"Come and cook now."
Then, he hung up the phone and looked at her.
The meaning is self-evident.
Lin Liang clenched his hands, walked over and sat on the sofa.
This time can be regarded as their first official meeting in two years.
It's not a chance encounter, it's not providence, it's not a drama.
Lin Lian looked at him, but Zhan Lianshi continued to read the financial newspaper, as if she was waiting for her meal.
Lin Lian frowned and said again: "Mr. Zhan, tell me straight away."
This time her volume increased and her tone became serious.
However, Zhan Lianshi seemed unable to hear it, turned over a page of the newspaper and continued reading.
Lin Lian pursed her lips tightly, stood up and was about to leave.
But then Zhan Lianshi spoke.
"If you want to walk out of this door, you know my methods."
Lin Liang froze, then turned around and sneered, "Mr. Zhan, do you want me to remind you that you now have a fiancée?"
Zhan Lianshi finally looked at her, "So?"
"Mr. Zhan, it's better not to let people misunderstand you."
She spoke every word and her tone was extremely cold.
Zhan Lianshi stared at her, "What do you think I will do to you?"
Lin Liang curled his lips, "What else?"
After saying that, he raised his wrist to look at the time, "It's ten o'clock now..."
She stopped talking, because the person who was sitting a moment ago was now standing in front of her.
A large shadow shrouded her, blocking her light, as if her world had gone dark.
"you……"
Lin Liang retreated subconsciously.
Zhan Lianshi approached her, "What am I?"
His low, cold voice is very sexy, and the hearts of those who listen to it will speed up.
Lin Lian smelled the familiar scent on his body, panicked, and hurriedly backed away, but her heel kicked something, causing her whole body to lose balance and fall backwards. She was so frightened that she grabbed the person in front of her out of reflex.
Zhan Lianshi frowned and hugged her, but he lost weight and fell on the sofa with her...