Sky-high offer letter: the president's contract girlfriend

Feng Jing looked at him blankly, feeling that he didn't recognize the person in front of him.If it is said that he does not understand the affection, it is naturally impossible, after all, his heart has been attached to Zili for so many years.But he has never looked like Jun Yichen, he is completely depressed.

Feng Jing got up, walked in front of him, frowned and said: "I heard you are going to England?"

Jun Yichen nodded slightly, closed his eyes, frowned and remained silent.

"When?"

"do not know."

Jun Yichen's slumped appearance made Feng Jing angry, but he was not easy to get angry, and still suppressed his temper and said: "You are different from me, do you think you can just watch her with someone else?"

Jun Yichen didn't respond, but he also asked himself this question in his heart.

Feng Jing observed his expression, and continued: "If you can't, go for it, don't you always prefer to advance rather than retreat? Even if it is a mountain road with a very low summit rate, haven't you ever retreated? ?”

Jun Yichen said, "Are you free?"

Hearing this sentence, Feng Jing suddenly burst out laughing, "I'm just busy, otherwise why would I come to see you? It's almost Chinese New Year, and I'll go abroad to hide."

Jun Yichen slowly opened his eyes, "Aren't you going home for Chinese New Year?"

"What kind of home are you going back to? There are a lot of marriage urgings at home, and I'm still dating three or five girlfriends, and I'm going to travel abroad!" Feng Jing said as she swaggered out of the office.

Jun Yichen looked at his back and shook his head helplessly. It really hasn't changed at all for so many years. I'm afraid only Zili can make him completely change his mind.

Jun Yichen called Su Liuli, "Help me book a ticket to Hangzhou..."

The street lights are bright, and the moonlight against it is slightly dim. The noisy city will not disappear because of nightfall. As the New Year approaches, there are laughter everywhere, filled with joy that the festive season is coming.

Yang Xixi was walking on the street with Qiao Yu by her side. The two had been walking for a while.

On the night of the twelfth lunar month, it was cold everywhere. Even in a city like Hangzhou, the cold wind still felt biting.

"Xixi, let's go back." Qiao Yu looked at her little red face from the cold, her heart was full of pity, but as clumsy as he was, she didn't know what to say to persuade her.

She said that she was a little upset and wanted to come out to have some fun, so he came out with her.Although she didn't say it, he could guess something.

Since today's dinner, the two families have set a wedding date, yes, it is a wedding date, not an engagement.

When Grandpa mentioned it, Uncle Yang didn't object and chose a date on the spot.Although she was always smiling, he could tell that she was only forcing a smile, with a hint of bitterness in it.

Even though she tried to hide it, he knew her.One look, one small movement, you can tell what she's thinking, so why not worry?

Yang Xixi stopped suddenly, and pulled Qiao Yu back from her thoughts to reality.She turned to look at him and said with a smile: "Qiao Yu, I can't walk anymore, can you carry me on your back?"

Qiao Yu was stunned for a moment, and looked into her eyes in disbelief.At this moment, her eyes actually contained the light of water, shining with light, clear and bright, like a stream flowing from a mountain stream, slowly and distantly flowing into his heart, winding around his heart, the taste was indescribable .

By coincidence, he walked up to her and knelt down. Yang Xixi smiled, jumped on top of him lightly, and said loudly, "Let's go, let's go home!"

Hearing her crisp and worry-free voice, Qiao Yu also laughed out of his heart...