I love you for a long time

"Yes, I was wrong, correct it immediately." Cong Huan closed his eyes and remained silent for three seconds. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were clear, with a faint smile on his face, and he plucked the zither string again...

This time Cong Huan was completely immersed in the guzheng, not thinking about anything, the rhythm of the famous guzheng song was flowing in everyone's heart like a breeze...

Including Cong Huan himself, a heart that was a little restless because of forbearance before, can gradually calm down, indulging in the rhythm of the guzheng he plays...

After a song, it is like the lingering sound lingering on the beam, which makes people feel unsatisfied.

Dean Ni didn't say anything about playing the zither this time, pointing to the chessboard next to him and said: "Shan Zhan and A Huan are going to fight each other, you can't give in. Otherwise, A Huan will bear all the consequences."

"Yes."

Han Zhan has already walked to the chessboard and picked up the chess pieces.

Cong Huan untied Yijia and picked up the chess pieces. Dean Ni was holding a wine glass, sipping the dark red wine, and watching the battle indifferently.

Cong Huan was hungry and tired at this time, and he just wanted to end the chess game as soon as possible, but his subordinates showed no mercy at all, opened and closed, and quickly won the chill, although he only won by one piece.

Dean Ni drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, this time he didn't blame anything, and said lightly: "Let's serve dinner!"

Chilling and nodding, the three of them went to the restaurant on the first floor. Steaming meals had already been set on the table. The table plate was an electric disk with electric heating and heat preservation function, which could keep heat continuously.

The dishes on the table were delicious, most of which Cong Huan liked to eat. Cong Huan picked up the chopsticks and was about to threaten him, but Dean Ni stopped him lightly: "Drink that soup first."

Cong Huan obediently opened a white stew pot next to her seat, saw the bright red food inside, and took a small meal.

A seemingly gentle smile seemed to be squeezed out of the expressionless face of the cold war all the year round: "Eat it, this is the best blood swallow that the dean occasionally gets, it is very nourishing, and I specially reserved it for you to stew for you when you come back. "

Cong Huan saw that there was no blood swallow stew pot in front of Dean Ni, and pushed it to Dean Ni: "I am still young, so I don't need to eat so nutritiously, let Mama Ni eat it!"

Dean Ni glanced at Cong Huan: "Eat as soon as I tell you!"

"Yes. Thank you, Mama Ni."

Cong Huan stopped talking, picked up the spoon and started to eat.

The top grade blood swallow is very precious, but the quantity is really not much. Cong Huan finished it in a few mouthfuls, and then filled a big bowl of rice, carrying his favorite dishes, and quickly started eating.

Cong Huan ate very fast, as if if he slowed down a little, he might not be able to eat in the next second.

The only sound at the dining table was the sound of eating, and none of the three spoke.

Cong Huan ate his stomach as full as he could, and didn't put down his chopsticks until he was slightly full.

At this time, Dean Ni stood up and walked to the second floor. Cong Huan and Han Zhan quickly got up and followed behind him.

Dean Ni entered the tea room and sat on the tea tray seat.

Cong Huan was very sensible and sat at the main seat, boiling water, warming cups, waking up tea, and brewing tea, all done quickly and orderly.

Dean Ni picked up the teacup that Cong Huan had brewed and placed in front of her, raised his wrist, looked at the color of the tea soup against the light, put it on his nose and smelled it lightly, and took a sip carefully. He didn't speak, but his expression was relaxed. some.

Cong Huan and Han Zhan looked at each other, and they both seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

After Dean Ni sipped a cup of tea, his faint voice sounded again: "After thinking about it for four and a half hours, haven't you figured it out yet?"

Cong Huan said obediently: "I have been deeply self-reflecting, but apart from the three men involved in the rumors in the news, I have never actively pursued other men to cause criticism."

Dean Ni's eyes were cold again, and the chill quickly broke the deadlock and hinted: "A Huan, since the gossip about you on the Internet, the dean asked me to check some other information about you online. I heard that you are now in the Wen Group. Is this the opportunity for you to take the initiative to ask Wen Zhe, the president of Wen's, to come to work at IKEA?"

Cong Huan suddenly came to his senses: "Yes. I happened to have a college classmate who worked in Wen's Group and said that the development there was very good. I also wanted to work there, but I heard that there were many applicants for that position and there was no chance, so I approached them. The president personally interviews and recruits."

"How did you know Wen Zhe? Why did the president of a multinational corporation give you this favor?"

Cong Huan honestly explained that when he was a part-time job in Bidao, someone made things difficult for him as a guest foil, Wen Zhe owed himself a favor, but downplayed the matter of Lu Yi in the process, mainly focusing on Du Ziyao chasing Mo Bo , Luo Qing chased Wen Zhe, so she had a feud with Du Ziyao and said it out.

Sure enough, the center of Dean Ni's question was a little tilted: "Why are you so innocent, and you were bullied by a rich daughter casually."

Cong Huan's face showed grievance appropriately: "I dare not forget Mama Ni's teaching."

Dean Ni was silent for a while: "My adopted daughter can't be bullied by just anyone. If these people dare to bully you again in the future, you can pay it back in secret."

"Okay." A little joy flashed in Cong Huan's eyes, and she knew that Dean Yi Ni's character never cared about her well-being outside. The daughter who came out should not have a bad life.

"Outside society is not as simple as an orphanage. Those wealthy daughters sometimes laugh at me for my ignorance, and I can't compare with the daughters raised by their families." It is rare to have such a good opportunity. Bai Shou could only take Du Ziyao to fight again.

Dean Ni nodded faintly: "I have also read those comments on the Internet. What are those so-called daughters of aristocratic families who dare to question my adopted daughter? If one day they use a certain item to mock you, you can use all your strength to crush her." Slap your face back."

"Really?" Cong Huan couldn't believe it.

There was a cold light in Dean Ni's eyes: "When did my words not count?"

"Uh...no. Thank you, Mama Ni." Cong Huan hastily poured another cup of tea for Dean Ni.

Dean Ni took a sip of tea, and his tone was still indifferent: "When girls grow up, they will have some vanity, want to compete with others, and want to show their demeanor in front of others, I can let you relax You are not allowed to show your real talent, but you must answer me honestly now—when did you know about Wen Zhe?"

Cong Huan: "I learned about it when I was working part-time in Bidao. At that time, he came to give a speech in commemoration of the fifth anniversary of IKEA."

"I'm talking about when did you know Wen Zhe, not when?"

Cong Huan thought about it seriously: "It was the first day of my part-time job in Bidao. When Du Ziyao signed in, she said that Luo Qing came to the blind date meeting because she heard that Wen Zhe was coming."

"Haven't heard that name from anyone else?"

"No."

With a "snap", another ruler hit the back of Cong Huan's hand, and the teapot in her hand fell to pieces on the tea table...

Dean Ni's voice was as cold as ice: "A Huan, you are getting more and more courageous, and you still dare to lie!"