Sweet Wedding Diary with An Shao

After a while, a woman in fashionable clothes, exquisite makeup and sunglasses came, it was Ye Xue
When Ye Xue saw An Hanchen, she was very excited.She took off her sunglasses and became elegant.She walked up to An Hanchen and greeted her. "I'm Ye Xue, Mr. An, do you remember me?"
An Hanchen squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Xue for a long time, but he didn't have a clear image in his mind. He really saw too much of a beautiful and delicate woman like Ye Xue who was dressed up by a makeup artist.

Seeing that An Hanchen was a little puzzled, he didn't want to ignore this opportunity.

Ye Xue lost face, but quickly introduced herself. "I entered Ang's through a beauty pageant, and I'm currently filming the TV series "Can We Not Be Sad?"."

Speaking of this TV series, An Hanchen had some impressions.This drama is not produced by his entertainment company.

Ye Xue went on to say, "We met once in front of the elevator, and I happened to bump into Mr. An at that time."
An Hanchen Mo looked at Ye Xue indifferently, she found this topic, but he had no impression of it.

When Ye Xue mentioned the date of that day, An Hanchen remembered that it was the day he came back from America.His heart is eager to see Bai Yumo, but he will never remember Ye Xue who bumped into him

Ye Xue said with some embarrassment, because An Hanchen didn't show any expression.

However, she still refused to give up this rare opportunity to get along with An Hanchen.Then, he added: "My father said that I should do a good job in An's, and that I can cooperate with Mr. An in the next project. My father attaches great importance to Mr. An's talent."

At this moment, An Hanchen's face was unsealed coldly.

Cooperation, business, life, this is what An Hanchen needs.

With a little smile, he started talking to Ye Xue and asked Ye Xue about his life problems, which made Ye Xue very happy.Then, he started to ask what projects Ye would be working with, and what plans he would have.

He didn't ask anything out of his mouth for a long time, so he finally understood. After all, she was just a big girl, just a veritable vase, with no ink in her stomach. I didn't want to talk, so I saw Xia coming out of Xia's company.A little explanation.

An Hanchen asked Ye Yumo gently: "Are you happy watching it now?"

"I'm not angry about this, An Hanchen. You always think I'm petty."

"It's a good thing to be stingy." An Hanchen answered smoothly.

……

When he was about to get home, An Hanchen said: "Since Song Rongcheng is already awake, we don't have to worry about the rest, Yumo, let's start tomorrow."

"Ok?"

"We're going on vacation tomorrow." He pushed aside a hand to touch hers. His palm covered the back of Bai Yumo's hand, but he found that Bai Yumo's hand was really cold.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the car was already very high, but Bai Yumo's hands were still so cold.

The winter in City A is really cold and stinging.

It's time for some relaxation in the warmer parts of the South.

"Tomorrow, can you leave tomorrow?"

"Well, I've got my passport and all that. You've been sleeping restlessly these days. Get a good night's sleep and we'll be leaving tomorrow."

Bai Yumo nodded slightly.

She didn't know when An Hanchen would get everything ready.The man seems to have made the plan long ago.After all, city A is too cold
She made a wish, there seems to be no reason to stay in such a cold place in city A

Speaking of making a wish, what Xia Yu said at that time suddenly flashed in my mind.Xia Yu said, don't tell her your wishes, because I'm afraid they won't work.

So what is his wish?
In the office, after Bai Yumo left, Xia Yu continued to write with her head down on the paper, gently sticking her cheek on the paper while writing.

She puts the weight of her entire head on the paper.

Close your eyes gently.

Tears involuntarily slipped from the eyes, slid across the bridge of the nose, and fell onto the white paper, which became a person's name, and I didn't know when to write and when to draw.

Song Rongcheng.
Song Jung Sung, I thought my wish would come true.I wish I wanted you dead, but, after your suicide, my heart is terribly sad.

Song Rongcheng, I don't want you to die at all.

Not at all.

Even though we live in such pain, I don't want you to die.

Die, or I die, I don't want you to die.

The secretary knocked on the door and came in: "President Xia.
Xia Yu raised her head quickly, wiped away her tears, and pretended to be calm. "What's up?"

"...file." After putting down the file, the secretary hurried down.But that document, that document lying on the table, how could she have the energy to read it for half a minute, open it, and close it again.Xia Yu turned the chair and rested her head on the chair, facing the window.

Suddenly, she stood up again, picked up her coat and went out.

She went somewhere other than the hospital.

It was an Internet cafe.In the afternoon, there were not many people in the Internet cafe.Xia Yu paid the money and began to sit there and play the game.She does her best to keep the whole person involved in the game.

The afternoon finally passed.

The night came quickly, and the twilight was deep, like the devil's eye, which bared its teeth and covered the light of day with porcelain.

It was cold, and cold again.

Before eating, Xia Yu pounced on her night lover again.She took off her coat, put on a very thin dress, and danced wildly on the dance floor.She broke out in a sweat, collapsed on the sofa and started drinking.

Someone recognized her and sat next to her.A wretched hand climbed onto Xia Yu's shoulder.

Xia Yu took a sip of her wine, turned her head, and saw Li Jianhong sitting next to her.She kissed this man once, it was disgusting.She smiled at Li Jianhong and said, "Hey, long time no see, old friend."

Li Jianhong sat closer to Xia Yu, sliding his hand from Xia Yu's shoulder to Xia Yu's waist: "Xiao Yu, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't you think we had a good time last time? So ,tonight……"

"How is tonight?" Xia Yu's eyes blurred after listening to Li Jianhong's words, and the flickering lights seemed to make her completely drunk.

"Naturally, I want to go to a good place."

When it came to this point, Li Jianhong's hands began to be dishonest: "Xiaoyu, you are more beautiful than what I saw at the time."

At that time, she had yellow hair, painted exaggerated smoky makeup, and was dressed as a woman full of dust.

As Li Jianhong said, he wanted to kiss Xia Yu's neck and lips.

Xia Yu avoided it.She put a hand on Li Jianhong's lips and asked Li Jianhong, "Do you like me?"

"Yes, of course, you are so beautiful, how could I not like it? You don't know, you left quietly at that time, but I have been thinking about you."

Li Jianhong approached, but Xia Yu blocked Li Jianhong's chest with his other hand.

She put away the smile on her face and started to get serious.The voice asked, "If you like it, why do you hug another woman every night when you miss me? If you like it, why do you have to be nice to others when I come to you? If you like it, why are you engaged to someone else ?Since you like me, Xia Huguo can hardly continue, her tears flowed down and she choked up."Since you like me, why did you commit suicide?Yes, you are dead, you are dead."
Li Jianhong was a little inexplicable at the beginning, but considering what she said, yes.Xia Yu regarded him as someone else.It's just that I didn't expect it to be Song Rongcheng. After all, the news of Song Rongcheng's suicide is currently blocked.