Approach

I had a good night's sleep last night, and when I woke up in the morning, I felt refreshed and happy. Pushing open the window, a gust of cool wind swept in, Zhexi closed her eyes and took a deep breath, enjoying this peaceful and beautiful time...

A minute or two later, she opened her eyes, put her hands on the window sill, and looked into the distance. Today is another beautiful day: she shook her waist and abdomen, twisted her neck, started to press her legs and bounced, and finally did stretching exercises...

After washing up, Zhexi wore a cool white sportswear and went downstairs to buy breakfast. There was an unexpected harvest: the proprietress of the breakfast shop praised her (saying that she is not only beautiful, but the clothes she wears are also very good-looking , and said that it's a pity that she doesn't want to be a model, a natural clothes hanger)...

She was praised a little... On the way back with breakfast, she couldn't help humming an unknown tune...

The breakfast was placed on the table, and she went to the bathroom... At the moment, she was standing in front of the mirror, admiring herself from all angles. I think this sentence is too narcissistic... She finally covered her mouth and smiled in embarrassment...

In the original world, she was not a person who paid attention to external image... But after coming here, especially after she fell in love with Su Mochen, she began to care about these things slowly, and wanted to show her beautiful and special side to others. she…

After coming out of the bathroom, she didn't rush to eat breakfast, but found a place with soft light, and took a few selfies. In order not to look so deliberate, she also took a few breakfast photos... and then clicked on the two of them In the WeChat dialog box, she sent a selfie she thought was the best and a random breakfast photo...

After waiting for two minutes with no response, she held the phone and called Su Mochen, who was quickly connected...

Su Mochen just entered the door and changed his shoes: "Hey, what's the matter?"

"Hmm...it's nothing," she suddenly felt a little embarrassed, she scratched the hair on her forehead, "I just wanted to ask if you had breakfast..."

"Not yet, I just bought it..."

"Oh..." She bit the tip of her tongue, "I took a photo of breakfast and sent it to you on WeChat..." After reminding these, she immediately hung up the phone... her face was still a little red...

Su Mochen understood, and then clicked on the dialog box between the two, zoomed in on someone's selfie, took a closer look, bent his lips and clicked save...

Zhexi ate a mouthful of the steamed stuffed bun, then turned her head to read the message, but the person hadn't replied yet... She waited, and then she couldn't help asking: Have you seen the photo?

There was a hmm back.

Deleted and typed, typed and deleted, and finally sent a sentence: What do you think?

Su Mochen pursed his lips and smiled, then replied: Which one did you mention?

Zhexi bit her bun and pouted. This person has become a bad guy. He clearly knows what she's asking, and he does it on purpose...

Zhexi deleted, deleted, and typed, but in the end he still didn't send any message...

Su Mochen stared at the phone screen over there, watching the other party typing, the other party typing...the last word has not been sent...

She guessed that someone might be pouting and getting emotional... Thinking of her appearance, Su Mochen couldn't help but smile, tapped the screen with his fingers, and finally replied two words: Nice.

Zhexi immediately beamed with joy... Excited, she directly dialed the man's number.

"Why?" Su Mochen just picked up the chopsticks and put them down again.

"Hmm..." Zhexi got up and walked to the French window, "I was wondering, when can you send me a selfie of yourself?"

"I don't like taking pictures very much."

"But I want..." Zhexi sat on the cushion, "When I miss you like this, I can look at the photos to relieve the pain of lovesickness..."

"..." Su Mochen heard these words warmly...

"I remember you have a black sportswear," Zhexi curled her legs and touched her knees, "I like your clothes...you look very good in them."

"Zhexi," Su Mochen blushed, "I'm going to have breakfast, it's going to be cold soon..."

"Okay, you go." Zhexi shook her head lightly and smiled, knowing that someone was embarrassed...

When it was lunch time, Su Mochen took the initiative to send her a message: I was late for work this morning, and my money was deducted.

After hearing the notification tone of the mobile phone, Zhexi looked away from the computer, opened the screen of the mobile phone, glanced at the message, and couldn't help laughing: I could feel her reproachful tone through the screen... Her daughter-in-law Why is it so cute...

Zhexi clicked on the transfer, first transferred 521 to her, and then transferred 1314 to her.

After the transfer, she sent a message to Su Mochen, which read: Compensation to Jin Zhexi's girlfriend. There were 9 bouquets of roses following the news... She really wanted to replace the word girlfriend with wife, but she was afraid that Su Mochen would be ashamed after reading it...

Su Mochen blushed and bit her lips and replied to her: I didn't mean that...

Zhexi snickered here, and quickly typed a line: Who told me to make my girlfriend late... This is my willing compensation...

Su Mochen is in

This end hummed softly, and quickly replied: I don't care about you...

Zhexi put down the phone, rubbed his nose and smiled.

Just then Wan Lizhe called her, and she got up to answer...

"What are you talking about? Why don't you come over?" Wan Lizhe got up and lowered the curtains, "The meals have been delivered, and Qiao An and I are waiting for you."

"I'll be there right away," Zhexi walked out the door, and asked casually, "By the way, is Fang Ziche with you?"

"How could he be with me, shouldn't he be with you?"

"I didn't come, I guess there is something delaying..."

"Okay, leave him alone, come here quickly."

"En." Zhexi hung up the phone, and when she was walking forward, she happened to bump into Fang Ziche.

"Sister Zhexi," Fang Ziche said with a food box in his hand, "Are you going to Brother Li Zhe?"

"Yes," Zhexi put the phone back in his pocket, "I thought you wouldn't be here today."

"Sister-in-law Li has something to do at the last moment, so the dinner is late."

Zhexi nodded, and the two walked side by side into Wan Lizhe's office.

Hearing the movement outside the door, Wan Lizhe raised his eyes and glanced at Fang Ziche who was standing next to Zhexi, and muttered to himself, "I just said why he couldn't bear to come..."

"What?" Joan sitting next to him thought Wan Lizhe was talking to him...

"It's okay," Wan Lizhe quickly whispered to Qiao An again, "He is the follower I told you about, Mr. Fang's youngest son, Fang Ziche, who loves to cling to Zhexi all day long."

Fang Ziche put the food box on the table, tilted his head and asked Zhexi in a low voice: "Who is that man? Does he want to eat with us?"

Zhexi thought about the relationship between the two in his mind, feeling a little subtle, but his face was calm: "He is Wan Lizhe's friend Qiao An, and he is also a new colleague in our department."

Fang Ziche gave Qiao An a friendly smile, Qiao An also smiled back politely, and the two exchanged pleasantries...

Qiao An didn't know that her sister Ren Chuyu had a relationship with Fang Ziqing, and Fang Ziche didn't know that Ren Chuyu had a younger brother, not only he didn't know, but Fang Ziqing didn't even know.

"Let's eat." Zhexi sat down. On her left is Fang Ziche, and on her right is Wan Lizhe.

After a meal, it was harmonious, and it didn't look awkward because of Joan's joining.

After Fang Ziche left, the three of them continued to nest in Wan Lizhe's office...

Zhexi opened the curtains and looked out the window: "Qiao An, how are you thinking?" She originally planned to give Qiao An a little more time to tidy up, but Fang Ziche told her at noon today that Fang Ziqing flew to the north. The land is Su Mochen's city...

Qiao An didn't answer, but asked instead: "Do you also want me to contact my sister? When you saved me...is it mainly because Ren Chuyu is my own sister?"

Wan Lizhe glanced at Zhexi, then at Qiao An, pursed his lips, and finally remained silent... He lit a cigarette, leaned on the sofa and blew out white circles...

Zhexi sighed, then turned around: "To be honest, if it wasn't for Ren Chuyu, I wouldn't have saved you... You should know the reason..."

"Okay, I understand."

In the end, Zhexi relented, and she said, "If you really don't want to, I won't force you, but... if you choose this way, you must leave here as soon as possible."

Qiao An was silent for several minutes after hearing this, his heart was very tangled... Finally, he got up and walked slowly to Zhexi's side, leaning his back against the window, and said in a deep voice, "I figured it out, I want to try..."

After Wan Lizhe heard this, he immediately choked out his cigarette, and he quickly walked towards the two of them.

Zhexi patted Qiao An on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to hurt Ren Chuyu..."

"This, I believe." Joan said firmly.

"Oh, oh, that's great, the three of us have finally reached an agreement," Wan Lizhe stretched out his hands and raised his voice, "I'm so excited, I want to hug you two..."

Zhexi stretched out her arms and pushed him: "I've got my heart, let's just hug him." She glanced at Qiao An, and seeing that he didn't refuse, she raised her eyebrows and said, "Why don't you two hug me?" She stepped aside...

In the end, the two really hugged each other tightly... Seeing this, the corners of Zhexi's mouth couldn't help twitching...

In the evening, Wan Lizhe went to Zhexi's residence, and the two discussed how to get Ren Chuyu's private information, such as mobile phone number or address... But these are all highly confidential, and it is even more difficult for Ren Chuyu Big…

"Why don't you go and be Ren Chuyu's bodyguard? With your skill and appearance, you will definitely be able to apply."

"Get out," Zhexi grabbed a pillow on the sofa and threw it at him, then stretched out his leg and kicked Wan Lizhe's knee, "Don't you know a lot of rich second generations, and you can't find any of them?"

Wan Lizhe shook his head: "Ren Chuyu is very special. She doesn't like to socialize, and she basically doesn't leave her personal number to others. Her manager and assistant are in charge of her work...how can I say, she is that special kind of person. A clean and somewhat mysterious woman... It's a pity, Fang Ziqing, that **** woman, has long since made her fall in love with her..."

Zhexi glanced at

He glanced at him: "Keep your mouth clean..."

"Did I say something wrong?" Wan Lizhe squatted on the sofa excitedly, "We tried our best to match her and Ren Chuyu here, but in the end, she fell in love with your wife... This is you , if it were me, I wouldn't be able to bear it..."

He was blah blah blah, blah blah, and Zhexi kicked him off the sofa irritably...

"You're just bullying and bullying me. If you have the ability, go and kick Fang Ziqing..."

"If you don't want to continue being kicked, just shut up." Zhexi lay on the sofa, thinking with her eyes closed...

After a while, Wan Lizhe patted Zhexi's calf and said excitedly: "I thought of one, so-so, Mr. Fang's niece...the one you saved...His father seems to have something to do with it." Because before As for the cooperation, Wan Lizhe also specifically checked Mr. Fang, and found out that he has an older brother who works in film and television entertainment...

Zhexi rolled his eyes and looked at Wan Lizhe: "You mean Fang Ziwan?"

"Yes, yes, yes," Wan Lizhe patted Zhexi's leg excitedly, "You ask Fang Ziche for Fang Ziwan's contact information now, and you can ask her later."

"Well... then I'll call Ziche."

Three minutes later, Zhexi successfully got Fang Ziwan's contact number.

After Zhexi dialed Fang Ziwan's number, Wan Lizhe listened with bated breath, looking more nervous than her...

The call was connected within a few seconds: "Hello?"

"Fang Ziwan?" Wan Lizhe got too close, Zhexi stretched out his hand and pushed him, "I'm Zhexi..."

"It's you," the person on the other end of the phone chuckled, "I didn't expect you to call me." The voice sounded quite happy, "I was thinking of going to see you at my uncle's when the summer vacation is over. "

"It's summer vacation... so are you in high school or university now?" When they first met, Fang Ziwan had just passed his eighteenth birthday.

"Freshman," Fang Ziwan laughed again, "Sophomore year soon." She skipped a grade before.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, Zhexi got to the point...

"Hmph, I just said why would you call me if you're fine." Fang Ziwan didn't know the relationship between Fang Ziqing and Ren Chuyu, she was still young when the two fell in love... and her father and uncle didn't have the same relationship. No, she only contacted here secretly when she was a little older.

Zhexi smiled a few times, and then said, "I'll treat you to dinner when you come here during the summer vacation, how about it?"

"Cut, no sincerity." Fang Ziwan curled his lips.

"Then tell me, what do you want?"

"I don't ask too much, I go there

In the future, you can guarantee that you can spare time to accompany me. "

Zhexi paused for two seconds, then agreed.

"You have a conscience," Fang Ziwan smiled, "I will help you find a solution for Ren Chuyu, just wait for my news." Ren Chuyu is an artist belonging to XXXX company, and that company is her best friend home's.

After hanging up the phone with Zhexi, Fang Ziwan immediately called his buddy who was studying abroad (it was night here, and morning there).

This matter was Fang Ziwan's question, and Yuan Xuan would not tell anyone else. After hanging up on Fang Ziwan's phone, Yuan Xuan immediately called her sister in China (with a special excuse), and only then did she get Ren Chuyu's private number.

Within an hour, Fang Ziwan sent Zhexi Ren Chuyu's cell phone number.

Wan Lizhe grinned and patted Zhexi on the shoulder: "Okay, Fang Ziwan is really good enough for you."

"Um."

"However," his expression became a little serious again, "be careful, don't let that girl fall in love with you..."

"What nonsense?" Zhexi frowned, "In my eyes, she is just a child."

"I'm just vaccinating you," Wan Lizhe said, crossing his legs and pointing fingers, "You saved her, she must be grateful to you in her heart, you are tall and talented, she must have a good impression of you, maybe And secretly adore you, and..."

"Stop it, just talk about everything..." Zhexi lowered her head and sent the number to Qiao An, then raised her head and said, "It's nothing to do with you, go back quickly..."

"Okay, I'll go, so as not to delay you and your wife here..."

"Hurry up." Zhexi gave him a supercilious look...

After hearing the sound of closing the door, Zhexi called Su Mochen... As soon as the call was connected, her voice immediately became very gentle: "You are dating me, and I plan to go back to you this weekend...to solve the lovesickness..."