Gao Yue immediately hummed the good news with Zhang Lu.
Zhang Lu is still working abroad. He received a call from Gao Yue. In the evening, he was in a good mood.
"Miss Gao, your chance is here again. This time, you have to take good care of it." Zhang Lu said with a serious face.
"Minister Zhang, don't worry. Of course, I'll make good use of it. It's just … I don't know what identity I'm going to attend the banquet this time. If I'm still a reporter, it'll be too unfair for me." Gao Yueli asked him in an aggrieved and helpless tone.
"That's right. If you are allowed to attend as a reporter, Ji Xiaohan will not be fascinated by you." Zhang Lu also felt that this identity was not suitable.
"Last time at the ribbon-cutting ceremony of Ji Xiaohan's company, he should be very impressed with me. I have to add another fire to let him remember me completely!" Gao Yue said with great confidence.
Zhang Lu suddenly felt a little upset. He was inexplicably upset at the thought of the woman he liked, but he had to push it to other men.
"Miss Gao, your task is just to break up her family and damage his reputation. Don't really lose yourself." Zhang Lu's superfluous move advised her.
"Minister Zhang, are you worried about me?" Gao Yue immediately smiled charmingly.
"I just don't think you need to put your life into it. You are so young and beautiful. Your future life will be more wonderful!" Zhang Lu explained with a smile.
"Don't worry, if I have a chance to have a romantic encounter with Ji Xiaohan, my life will be wonderful." Gao Yue has given up herself for a long time. She can't wait to have a great time with Ji Xiaohan. Even if it's just a dew, she would like to.
When Zhang Lu heard this, his face was blue. Gao Yue couldn't wait to dedicate herself to Ji Xiaohan?
"Miss Gao, aren't all men in the world three-legged? Ji Xiaohan is nothing special. "Zhang Lu's tone was full of jealousy, and his face was full of disdain.
Gao Yue suddenly felt that this topic shouldn't be talked to Zhang Lu, and immediately laughed: "minister Zhang, this is my personal choice, so you don't have to worry. Although men in the world are the same, Ji Xiaohan is a unique man."
Zhang Lu's face was even more ugly. He really wanted to express his love for Gao Yue, but he was afraid that the old president would be angry when he knew it. Therefore, Zhang Lu could only bear his love for Gao Yue.
"Minister Zhang, please think of a way to help me..... What identity am I going to attend the banquet in three days? I'll wait for your call tomorrow!" Gao Yue finished, he hung up directly...
................. Ji........... t.. a....................................... What's so great about it? "
Ji Xiaohan not only has a good-looking face, but also the perfect figure of the golden ratio. He has status and status. Most importantly, he has money. Ordinary people can't imagine more wealth.
In the middle of the night, Lan Yanxi suddenly felt thirsty. She couldn't help but lift the quilt. She was gently hugged back by a man's hand. His soft voice came from his ear: "where are you going?"
"Drink water, thirsty!" Lan Yanxi snuggled into his arms and replied in a low voice.
"I'll get it for you!" The man said, gently lifted the quilt and got out of bed. Without a coat, he opened the door directly, went to the outside living room, poured a glass of warm water for Lan Yanxi and brought it in.
Turn on a wall lamp. In the dim light, the girl sat up with the quilt in her arms. Her long hair was scattered and messy. Her pretty face was full and white.
"Here!" Ling Mofeng's eyes greedily swept over her body. She couldn't move her eyes away. Her weak and lovely appearance was really charming.
Lan Yanxi drank half of it and handed it to him: "thank you, go to bed quickly, it's too cold!"
Ling Mofeng drank the remaining half of the water she drank, then put the cup on the edge of the bed and lay down in the quilt again.
As soon as he lay down, Lan Yanxi quickly reached out to hug him. In the winter, he got up with a cold air. Lan Yanxi tried to warm his body.
Ling Mofeng chuckled and reached out for her as a pillow. She leaned on his arm softly and suddenly couldn't sleep.
"Ling Mofeng!" The girl whispered his name.
"Well!" The man responded in a deep voice.
"What can I do if I can't sleep?" Lan Yanxi is reluctant to sleep, so he wants to feel his temperature awake.
"Why can't I sleep?" The man's voice was tinged with a smile.
"Because you're around!" Lan Yanxi's two small hands were attached to his chest, gently pressed, and felt the strong muscles of the man.
The man reached out and held one of her small hands. He said with a smile, "I heard that counting sheep can sleep. You can count them."
"No, it's childish. It's for deceiving children. I'm not!" Lan Yanxi toots his mouth and disapproves.
"What should I do?" Ling Mofeng can't help it.
"You sing for me!" Lan Yanxi suddenly put forward a very difficult way for him.
"Ah?" The vice president's brain is in a circle. Let him sing?
"What? Can't sing? "Lan Yanxi hid in his arms and snickered with interest. He liked to see him embarrassed by himself.
"No, I can't remember the lyrics!" Ling Mofeng is actually a very talented man. He has been cultivated by his family since he was a child. He is basically proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. If Lan Yanxi knows that he can play a very good piano, I don't know if she will be surprised.
"Then hum the tune, don't sing the lyrics!" Lan Yanxi relaxes the requirements.
"Good!" Ling Mofeng suddenly felt that he had become very childish when he was with her.
But I can't help it. If I can't be careless in front of my beloved, what's the fun of life?
Ling Mofeng is humming a tune. It's not a very popular saliva song, but a classic old song. Lan Yanxi has heard it, but it's not familiar. Now I hear him humming in my ear. There's an indescribable charm. She listens quietly. The rhythm of the man humming is not fast or slow, showing laziness and casualness.
Lan Yanxi originally wanted to sleep. Listening to the man's voice, her consciousness slowly dissipated. Finally, she fell asleep quietly.
Ling Mofeng sighed when he heard her even breathing. He remembered that when his sister was young, he often went to coax her. Now, there is another Lan Yanxi. I'm afraid that this kind of thing will happen often in the future.
After Qiao Zhuo got up in the middle of the night, he deliberately passed by Lan Yanxi's door. He found that Lan Yanxi and Cheng Yuan didn't come back to live. His expression flashed a sneer. It seems that his guess is right. The relationship between Ling Mofeng and Lan Yanxi is not so simple.
At the dinner table last night, Ling Mofeng's ugly face woke Qiao Zhuo up. Ling Mofeng actually cared about Lan Yanxi. Otherwise, he would not be angry suddenly.
Morning!
The fog is steaming, a white snow, last night, it snowed again.
At six o'clock in the morning, Cheng Yuan got up. She had the habit of running. However, she didn't run far. She just ran on the snow in the yard. Suddenly, when she saw a man coming out of the door of the hall, she quickly turned around and ran with her back to him.
"Cheng Yuan, good morning!" Chu lie came over with a smile and said hello.
"Morning!" Cheng Yuan replied nervously and shyly.
"Miss LAN may not have gotten up yet. You can go back after breakfast!" Chu lie looked up at the bedroom on the second floor. Mr. vice president must have slept well last night.
Cheng Yuan also looked up and whispered, "ask Yanxi's decision. I don't care."
"Cheng Yuan, what happened last night I'm sorry. I'm not like a man. I even moved my hands and feet on you. Is your injury better?" Chu lie began to regret. Last night, he seemed to be too heavy.
"It's OK. Thank you for your concern!" Cheng Yuan's expression suddenly tightened. She was afraid to mention yesterday's madness again.
"That There's something I want to ask you again. Is what you said yesterday true?" Chu lie is also very embarrassed to touch the back of his head, dry smile more than.
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