The richest man Yang Fei

"I still don't understand, does this make sense?"

"The meaning lies in every moment of our life. We can appreciate the beautiful moonlight, and we can cuddle up to each other and whisper. Although our loved ones are gone, we can miss them. Although our lives are short, we can give birth to them. To continue the future. This is the instinct of life and the meaning of life.”

Yang Fei didn't study philosophy, and he had never thought deeply about and explored such a profound philosophy, so he didn't know how to enlighten her.

He often heard people say that the end of mathematics is philosophy, and the end of philosophy is theology, so some people say that the end of science is actually theology.

Some people, because they delved into the horns of the meaning of life, turned out to be disillusioned with the world of mortals, some became monks, some committed suicide due to depression, and even some became insane.

Yang Fei didn't want her to fall into this quagmire of thinking, so he stopped discussing these nihilistic things, and said with a smile: "When we met last time, didn't you say that you want to start a business and open a clothing brand company? Are you ready?" how's it going?"

Jiang Hanying's thoughts were finally led to the right path by Yang Fei, he smiled lightly and said, "I'm prepared, do you want to show it to you?"

Yang Fei said: "Okay, let's discuss the feasibility together."

Jiang Hanying got up, took Yang Fei's hand and entered the room.

"My classmates are all on dates," Jiang Hanying said, "They all found boyfriends!"

Yang Fei said: "Xiaoying, why don't you follow me?"

Jiang Hanying froze, turned her head, and asked, "What do you mean? Follow you?"

Yang Fei said: "I am very worried about your current state. Don't you go to graduate school, okay? You start a business with me, I will guide you, and I will invest in you."

Jiang Hanying smiled sweetly: "Are you pitying me? Do you want to support me?"

Yang Fei said seriously: "I don't pity you, I love you."

Jiang Hanying threw herself into his arms and kissed him affectionately.

"Yang Fei, you finally said it, and I knew that you still love me, right?"

"Yes, I love you. I have always loved you." Yang Fei patted her thin shoulders and said softly, "Don't forget, in this world, the person who loves you and loves you the most Man, it's me!"

"Ok, I know."

Yang Fei felt wet on his shoulders.

she cried.

"Yang Fei, do you know? My father passed away, my mother passed away, and my grandfather passed away. I was very sad, but I didn't shed many tears, because I knew that they were relatives, and they would leave one day Mine. In my heart, the most painful thing is you."

"I know." Yang Fei said, "In the future, you must cheer up, okay? Do you know that your appearance today scares me. I like the lively and lovely Jiang Hanying, the one who loves to sing and dance. Jiang Hanying, not an autistic patient, or a depressed patient."

"Puchi!" Jiang Hanying laughed, "Do you think I'm sick? I won't! I'm still so young, my mother is still alive, I have relatives such as uncles and aunts, and most importantly, I'm still alive. With you, Yang Fei, you still love me, don't you?"

Yang Fei nodded and let out a long breath.

Jiang Hanying did not lie to Yang Fei, she really made a comprehensive plan and wrote a detailed company plan.

She even designed dozens of outfits.

"How did you design these?" Yang Fei asked in amazement, "Did you draw them all yourself?"

Jiang Hanying said: "I have liked design since I was a child. I have an aunt who settled in France. You haven't seen her before. She is a fashion designer. I was influenced by her and fell in love with this subject. I I still remember that when I was 12 years old, my aunt took me to France and visited a fashion show. I was deeply attracted by the exquisite clothes on the models. Unfortunately, my family did not support me to go here way."

Yang Fei said: "I support you! Xiaoying, you are a genius in fashion design, you have talent in this area!"

"Really? As long as you can affirm me, even if everyone in the world opposes it, I will be very happy! I will stick to it!" Jiang Hanying leaned against Yang Fei, and the two looked at her design manuscript.

Yang Fei looked at her beautiful profile and kissed her hair.

This scene is extremely warm.

Chapter 1089 The Good Medicine for Depression

The next day, Yang Fei slept until 10:30, woke up and opened his eyes, and saw Jiang Hanying still nestled in his arms, sleeping soundly.

She felt Yang Fei moving, without opening her eyes, she said lazily: "Are you getting up? Do you have work today?"

Yang Fei: "Chen Shaohua invited me to his house for lunch."

He was careful, only mentioning Chen Shaohua's name.

Jiang Hanying said: "Chen Shaohua? Is it his sister? She also invited me."

Yang Fei smiled awkwardly: "It's her. She invited you too?"

"Yes, it's noon today."

"Then do you know what good things her family is doing today?"

"It seems to be fine."

"Isn't it the old man of the Chen family's birthday?"

"No. Chen Shaohua's grandfather has a good relationship with my grandfather. My grandfather passed away, and his grandfather came here. I know Grandpa Chen's birthday, but it's not today."

This is what Yang Fei is most worried about. Hearing this, he said: "No? That's it? Will there be such a big banquet for no reason?"

Jiang Hanying smiled and said, "Could it be Chen Ruoling's engagement party?"

"Chen Ruoling's engagement party? Does she have a date?"

"What? Seeing that she has a partner, are you anxious?"

Yang Fei scratched her itch: "...It seems that you didn't let you play enough last night, you still have the strength to play tricks!"

Jiang Hanying giggled, spinning in his arms like a spinning top, and said, "No, no, I surrender."

Yang Fei stopped.

Jiang Hanying brushed her hair, her face was flushed and she was extremely shy.

Yang Fei held her face in his hands, thinking of himself in his previous life, he only remembered the back of her leaving him, but he didn't know how much grief and hurt this small body had endured all the way down after leaving him .

"Xiaoying." Yang Fei looked into her eyes.

"Huh?" Jiang Hanying's big eyes fluttered, and her long eyelashes were as charming as the wings of a butterfly.

"Listen to me, don't go to graduate school. I will help you realize your dream of opening a brand clothing factory."

"However, what a pity if I give up my studies now? It took me a long time to pass the exam! The purpose is to be on par with you and not let you look down on me. Who knows, I have worked so hard to get it You were admitted to Tsinghua University as a graduate student, but you went to Harvard to study as a graduate student, which is still beyond my reach! You are so annoying!" Jiang Hanying pouted.

Yang Fei thought of the news he heard from the class reunion in his previous life. Even if he didn't know whether the person who died of depression was Jiang Hanying, he would rather believe it was her, because he didn't want to bet on it.

And last night, Jiang Hanying's lonely appearance, like a lonely soul with nowhere to rest, really scared Yang Fei.