The weather in Beijing changes a lot during the transition from spring to summer.
Sometimes the sky is clear one second, and then it’s pouring rain the next.
The weather was very good during the day today, but it rained unexpectedly at night.
It rains lightly.
All the stars in the night sky hid as if they were afraid of the rain, and the night was pitch black.
It is easy for people to feel bad in such weather, not to mention that Lin Zhiyang encountered a big problem.
However, the corners of the beauty's calm lips suddenly raised while lying on the bed, and her fox eyes curved into a small crescent shape.
For a moment, it seemed like the sky had cleared up after the rain.
The beautiful face of the beauty melts away, bringing the beauty of spring to all things.
God seemed to be infected by her emotions.
The light rain stopped, a crescent moon peeked out, the silence was beautiful.
The beauty on the bed immediately changed from lying on her stomach to lying on her back, and kicked the bed with her two feet happily.
Although they are a plastic couple, there is no doubt that Qi Yanchen is still loyal.
As long as there is a glimmer of hope, Lin Zhiyang will never let it go.
This feeling is a bit like a person who is about to suffocate in the deep sea and suddenly someone hands her an oxygen mask, which is very life-saving!
Isn’t it just sincerity?
She has plenty!
She held the phone in her two slender hands, and was so happy that she didn't want to type anymore. She pressed the talk button with her thumb and sent a voice message.
After sending it, she was thinking, but how to express sincerity?
This is quite a problem.
Lin Zhiyang put down the phone and thought seriously for three minutes before falling asleep.
The other side.
The man in a suit and leather shoes is still having a video conference with the foreign team.
The cell phone rang once.
The man picked up the phone with a sharp-jointed hand and looked at it.
What was displayed was a voice message, but he did not open it and listen to it immediately.
However, everyone present at the meeting saw a hint of tenderness flashing through the eyes of the man who was always cold and indifferent.
Everyone was shocked.
To actually capture the tenderness on the boss's face, this is very explosive in their entire career!
Moreover, my boss used to be extremely dedicated during meetings and would never look at his phone!
Only Nan Zhibai, who was standing by, had a knowing smile on his lips.
You know who your boss is sending WeChat messages to without even looking!
He knows too much!
The meeting ended after ten minutes.
Nan Zhibai said: "Mr. Qi, all the things in the magazines you asked me to buy last time have been delivered to the villa one after another. Please ask my wife to check them."
He used to think that his boss didn't love his wife.
Now he finally understands.
He loves it so much!
Qi Yanchen's eyes fell on the mobile phone and he responded calmly: "I know."
If it weren't for those things, he would still be on the blacklist.
When I received the first piece of jewelry, there was no movement on WeChat.
When the second piece of jewelry arrived, it was not available yet.
When it came to the third incident, she finally released him from the blacklist.
The WeChat voice message is not long, but this is the first time she has sent him a voice message.
In the past, it was all cold words.
Before I started listening, the man pressed his slender fingers on it and clicked to save it.
When I held the phone to my ear, what came from the receiver was the delicate and soft voice of a girl.
[Thank you, Teacher Qi, I will tell the little fairy~]
The ending sound is inadvertently prolonged, which makes people feel chilled to the core.
Qi Yanchen's obsidian eyes were slightly warm, and a hand with clear joints loosened his tie.
He stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked at the horizon outside the window. He didn't know when a crescent moon hung.
It was obviously still raining just now.
The tall and tall man stared at the extremely bright moon with his deep eyes, holding the phone with his finger bones slightly tensed.
Why is it so simple?
It simply makes people want to hide her at home forever and not let anyone see her.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, no one saw the extreme madness in the man's eyes, until he raised his wrist and glanced at the string of black beads.
Nan Zhibai then reported the matter, "Mr. Qi, I have printed the photo taken by the paparazzi yesterday and put it in the frame. Should I send it to the villa?"
The cool man, who looked as healthy as usual, turned around and said in a low and indifferent voice, "You don't have to send it to the villa, just leave it in the office. You can get off work first."
Nan Zhibai frowned for a moment.
That photo doesn’t look right hanging in the office, does it?
After all, people often come here to talk about things.
But this was not something he could ask, so he nodded, "Okay."
However, Nan Zhibai did not see the photo in the office the next day, and never saw it again after that.
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The next day.
A ray of morning light shines through the gap in the curtains on the pink mattress.
The first thing I saw was the beauty stretching out a porcelain-white arm, and then she opened a pair of twinkling fox eyes.
After being stunned for a moment, she rolled over to her right side.
A soft little face is pressed against the same pink pillow on the right side.
Well, the pillow is cold.
Plastic husband didn’t come back last night!
This shows that he is really busy.
It seemed like she had to be 100% sincere in order to impress him.
However, she lay in bed and thought for a long time.
It was so long that Aunt Zhang thought she was unconscious in the room and knocked on the door. She didn't think of how to express her sincerity.
Finally, her fox eyes rolled.
How about she cook a meal for him?
Lin Zhiyang felt deep down in his heart that this was an excellent method.
After all, she doesn't usually show off her cooking skills easily.
Wearing a pair of plush slippers and a black house skirt, the beauty walked down the stairs.
Aunt Zhang smiled brightly and said, "Madam, what do you want for breakfast?"
Although it is already three o'clock in the afternoon.
But the first meal should still be called breakfast.
Lin Zhiyang walked towards the kitchen with her slender feet, "I'll see for myself."
However, she had just reached the kitchen door.
Aunt Zhang rushed over from the center of the hall and stopped at the door of the kitchen with one quick step.
"Slow down! Madam!"
Lin Zhiyang's fox eyes flashed with deep shock, knowing that Aunt Zhang was already in her fifties or sixties.
That lunge just now was too fast.
"What's wrong?" Lin Zhiyang asked confusedly.
Aunt Zhang said with a vigilant look: "Madam, don't go into the kitchen. The smell of kitchen fumes is too strong."
A peerless little fairy like Madam should be fragrant.
Lin Zhiyang raised her red lips and smiled calmly, "It's okay. I used to cook and eat by myself when I was abroad."
Aunt Zhang shook her head, "That was before, now you are married to Mr.
Lin Zhiyang: "..."
Lin Zhiyang didn't understand what Aunt Zhang was thinking, "I just went in and cooked for him."
Aunt Zhang frowned when she heard this, "That's even worse."
Lin Zhiyang tilted his head, "Why?"
Aunt Zhang said righteously: "He doesn't deserve it."
With such a beautiful wife at home, she often stays up all night!
Lin Zhiyang was amused by Aunt Zhang, and she said with curved eyebrows and lips, "He's pretty good too."
Aunt Zhang's face paused, and the next moment she said: "It's over, it's over! Madam, you are in love!"
Love brain?
Lin Zhiyang raised his eyebrows slightly and explained: "No, I cooked him a meal because I asked him for help."
Aunt Zhang felt relieved and turned her eyes and said: "Oh, let's do it. I'll do it. Then you can just say it was you who did it. He doesn't know anyway."
Madam’s hands are so beautiful and soft, how can she hold a kitchen knife!
This idea is really good.
Lin Zhiyang was moved immediately.
She has not been in the kitchen for more than two years, and she cannot guarantee whether her cooking skills have deteriorated in the past two years.
If it doesn’t taste good, isn’t it over?
Lin Zhiyang blinked and nodded calmly, "Okay. Aunt Zhang, you can choose the one you like among the jewelry delivered yesterday."
