The president relies on me to continue his marriage

Beicheng, hospital.

Ji Beimu comforted Xia Yanxi a few words, then went outside and dialed a series of numbers on the phone.

The call rang for a while before the other party answered, and a sweet female voice came: "Third Master, I didn't expect you to contact me."

"I need your help with something." Ji Beimu directly stated his needs.

The man froze for a moment, his voice hesitated, "You mean, you want me to go back to Beicheng?"

"Except for you, I can't find anyone else who can help me with this matter." Ji Beimu rarely let go of his figure, and said truthfully.

The man was silent for a while before replying, "I see."

At this time, Su Yunchen put her hand on the taxi window, and looked at the busy traffic all the way with a calm expression. A man's face appeared and disappeared in her mind.

It's been three years.

I really didn't expect that after leaving after making a big fuss, she would return to this place again.

It's a pity that everything is different.

"Miss, we're here." The taxi driver stopped the car at the entrance of the exhibition building and reminded her.

"Yes." She paid the money and got out of the car, tidying up her navy blue haute couture coat.

She stepped on the exquisite new high-heeled shoes of the C family, and put one hand casually in the coat pocket, and with the other slender white wrist, she tidied the broken hair scattered in front of her small face behind her ears.

It was obviously just a few simple and capable movements, but it attracted the attention of passers-by.

That delicate and cold face is unforgettable.

Only those who observe carefully can detect that her steady pace is constantly accelerating.

Su Yunchen felt depressed.

I had already participated in a grand clothing exhibition, but unexpectedly, when I was about to board the plane back to country F, an accident happened.

In the clothing exhibition, one piece of exquisitely designed clothing makes people stop.

Han Feiye's tall and arrogant figure stood at the end of the long corridor, with his palms tightly in his suit pockets, trying to hide his inner unrest.

"Mr. Han likes this wedding dress?" The person in charge of the organizer who followed behind him smiled flatteringly with low eyebrows.

The man pursed his thin lips tightly and nodded lightly.

"You have a good eye. I haven't seen such an aura wedding dress for many years. Not to mention its well-tailored design, every little detail of the design is simply a first-class work of art. The designer Master has obviously worked hard!"

Han Feiye admittedly, but still nodded.

"Many well-known designers said that they saw a woman's longing for beautiful love in this wedding dress, and even integrated her emotions into this work, so that such a perfect work was born!" the person in charge continued. explained.

While listening to his explanation, Han Feiye turned his deep eyes to the creator's introduction card - Su Yunchen.

The sound of hasty footsteps came just in time, like a cheerful song, Han Feiye couldn't help but slowly raised the corners of his lips, no matter what he couldn't hide the longing in the bottom of his eyes!
The familiar scent of roses was getting closer and closer, seeming to hook his soul invisibly, making him return to three years ago in a trance.

"Hello, Director Sun, I designed this wedding dress, Su Yunchen, I wonder if you still remember me?"

When she spoke, she was as cold and aloof as before, with a pair of smart eyes on her fair and clear face, and long brown curly hair lazily scattered on her shoulders, she just looked at Director Sun calmly and self-sufficiently, and spoke quickly .

Every word and deed still reveals the elegance of a famous lady.

Sure enough, no matter what, in her eyes, accomplishment is the most important thing.

Person in charge Sun glanced at her delicate face, and then his eyes widened in amazement, "Miss Su, of course I remember you, why did you come here suddenly?"

"I heard that the wedding dress I designed was stolen, so I want to come over and ask about the progress of the matter."

Her voice was clear and sweet, with a hint of anxiety overflowing.

But as soon as she finished speaking, she saw the exquisite wedding dresses appearing in front of her, Su Yunchen narrowed her bright eyes slightly, and swallowed all the other words.

"Huh? The wedding dress is fine, why would Miss Su ask such a question?"

"boom--"

Su Yunchen's mind went blank, and fine sweat broke out from the palms tightly clutching the hem of the clothes.

That being the case, why did she receive that call?
"Miss Su, who brought you this news, is it just a prank?"

Just as Director Sun finished speaking, a warm and familiar big palm suddenly clasped her slender waist.

Su Yunchen was taken aback for a moment, before he had time to react, he was pulled into a firm embrace by the man again in a whirl.

She raised her head subconsciously, and when she met the man's dark eyes, she was startled again.

Han Feiye!Why is he here?Shouldn't that phone call...

God!Su Yunchen had the urge to hit the wall with her head.

"Stupid, I clearly remember someone said that she has always only pretended to be me in her heart. How come she doesn't know each other now after meeting?"

A low and hoarse voice came from above her head, and Han Feiye looked at her with a complicated expression, but there was an unconcealable pampering in his eyes.

Su Yunchen was surprised for a while, and then felt embarrassed, Han Feiye captured every expression of his expression one by one, which made him a little obsessed.

She quickly calmed herself down, her brain was running fast, and she grabbed the man's strong arm with the palm of her hand to stabilize herself.

Breathing is not how to be steady.

Han Feiye just looked at her quietly until Su Yunchen looked away awkwardly and moved his feet to try to keep a distance from him, when he hugged her again.

The blush on Su Yunchen's cheeks burned intensely, her hands froze in the air, she didn't know what to do.

At that time when she decided to go back to Shencheng to participate in the exhibition, she had already expected to run into him, but a day of peace and harmony made her feel a little more lonely when she should have been stable.

But now, he just appeared in front of him, and the emotions that had been dusty for many years flooded into his heart again.

"For me, you have always been different from other women, and only you can arouse my desire. Do you think I'm willing to let you go once?" A low voice like a cello, mixed with teasing.

Su Yunchen shrank her pupils, and met her gaze in surprise.

It really surprised her that such a cold and arrogant man would actually say such a thing.

The stiff hands hung down helplessly and slowly squeezed together.

"Chen'er, it's been three years, come back to me." The man held the back of her head and pressed his forehead to hers with a nostalgic expression, "Only you can let my body and The 'heart' is happy."

Her back was stiff and her brain was racing with lightning.

Director Sun was stunned for a while, and couldn't help asking: "Mr. Han, you and Miss Su..."

"She's my wife."

"We've been divorced a long time ago."

The two spoke in unison without hesitation.

Han Feiye became cold and indifferent, squinted his deep eyes and stared at her stubborn expression, grabbed her wrist suddenly, and said coldly to the person in charge, "I want the wedding dress and this woman!"

After finishing speaking, regardless of Su Yunchen's struggle, he dragged her to stride out.