Before my grandfather died, he forced me to marry the richest man in the imperial capital

After Yan Na sat down, Lan Yunchen wiped another stool and straightened his clothes before slowly sitting down.

Looking from Yan Na's angle, she could see the snow on Lan Yunchen's shoulders, and also noticed that the arm on one side was darker in color. Today's snow was mixed with a little drizzle.

Yan Na looked at her clothes unconsciously and found that there was not a single snowflake. Lan Yunchen's move was like throwing a stone into the deepest part of the lake, right in the center of the lake.

After staring blankly for a while, she took out a pack of tissues from her bag and handed it over, motioning for him to wipe it, "Wipe your shoulder, it's a little wet."

Lan Yunchen took the tissue and took out one, but couldn't wipe the particularly dark one. Yan Na couldn't see it, so she stood up, walked behind Lan Yunchen, and took the tissue from the table. Silently, I helped him wipe it, first gently patting the snow off his body, and then using a tissue to absorb the moisture on his clothes.

After working on it for several minutes, Lan Yunchen was smiling the whole time, motionless and letting Yan Na help.

"Okay." Yan Na felt the clothes with her fingertips and checked again.

"Thank you." Just when Yan Na was about to leave, Lan Yunchen quickly grabbed her wrist and asked tentatively, "Want to build a snowman?"

Make a snowman?

Such a distant memory, this happened so many years ago. Ever since she went to college, Xiao Zhun had no intention of taking over the company, so this burden fell on her.

None of the majors she chose were her favorite, but she has no regrets. One of the three children must help, and her parents are getting older.

When I was in high school, I seemed to have built a snowman with Feifei.

It seems, I can’t remember clearly.

Lan Yunchen had always known how to observe, and he saw the truest thoughts from her silence. He pulled her to sit down on a stool, and then turned around and went to a spacious place. After choosing a seat, Lan Yunchen Chen began to collect snow in the snow, and his warm hands were instantly numb from the cold.

The busy figure in the snow made Yan Na lose her mind again. This man really knew the tricks, and he walked into her heart step by step, quietly, and she had no defense at all.

Lan Yunchen didn't talk about love and love. He never asked her if she wanted to be together since he confessed his love, nor did he urge her to make a decision. It seemed that he was not the one who confessed his love.

Braving one trip after another, walking back and forth in the rain, piles of snow have piled up in the open space. Where can Yan Na sit down? What Lan Yunchen wants is to attract Yan Na's attention, not that he is busy. The figure is Xue's charm, but what Lan Yunchen doesn't know is that Yan Na is paying attention to him.

She stood up and walked to Lan Yunchen, tugged on her coat, and squatted down. No one was holding an umbrella, and the snow was still falling. "What should I do?"

Hearing this, the man next to her smiled and said, "I'll collect the snow, and you'll make the shapes." He would do the hard work, and she would just make it in one place.

"There are quite a few here, don't go and get them yet." Yan Na had the urge to shake Lan Yunchen's hand, wondering how cold his hand was.

In the end, she gave up. It felt a bit abrupt. When her hand touched the snow, she no longer had to feel Lan Yunchen's temperature. The coldness of the snow made Yan Na shiver, but she smiled happily and started making. Snowball and Lan Yunchen were afraid that she would be too cold, so they helped make the body.

The two worked together, and soon a snowman was completed. Lan Yunchen took off the scarf from his neck and wrapped it around the snowman's neck.

The cold wind penetrated mercilessly into his neck, and he shrugged his shoulders. It was really cold, but his hands soaked in snow had already begun to feel warm.

Yan Na too, her hands were feeling hot.

An office upstairs could just see the scene downstairs. Bai Hu stood expressionlessly by the window and poked his head forward.

The bodyguards probed curiously, "Brother, what are you doing, boss?"

White Tiger, "I'm blind."

Bodyguard: "The boss is in love, fuck me."

Bai Hu looked at the bodyguard as if he were an idiot. Is this a relationship? Is this just a pursuit? You idiot.

The two people downstairs felt a sense of accomplishment when they saw the finished product, especially Yan Na, whose face showed a long-lost joy, which was from the heart, relaxed and worry-free.

Yan Na was looking at the snowman, and Lan Yunchen was looking at Yan Na. When she turned around and said she wanted to take a photo, her eyes met with Lan Yunchen's. Sparks flew for a moment, an ambiguity, and an element of love followed the snow. Mixed down.

It infected the two people's bodies, and their heartbeats began to be irregular. The two people squatting half-crouched, as if their acupuncture points had been tapped, motionless, and they only had eyes for each other.

The object of love kept getting closer, kept getting closer, Yan Na turned her head according to her heart, and when she was only one centimeter away, a sneeze interrupted the romance she wanted to continue.

After coming back to her senses, Yan Na immediately stood up awkwardly, lowered her head, put her right index finger against her nose, and said softly: "I'm going back to the room first."

Lan Yunchen's eyes darkened and he nodded, "Okay."

Yan Na quickened her pace and left. Looking at Yan Na's hurried back, Lan Yunchen smiled first, then withdrew his smile and said coldly, "Come out."

When the white tiger upstairs saw the person coming out, he ran straight downstairs at a speed of 180 degrees.

Two minutes later, Bai Hu stood next to Lan Yunchen. The person who sneezed was the driver Xiao Fei, the bodyguard who drove Yan Na around and protected her.

Xiaofei smiled and said, "Haha, what a coincidence, young master, I just want to see how you and your sister-in-law are getting along."

Bai Hu's face turned dark when he saw Lan Yunchen. Who would be happy if a good thing was interrupted? If it had been him, he would have removed Xiao Fei's arm a long time ago. He had seen it accurately from upstairs just now, and he almost lost it. Kissed.

As a result, such an idiot appeared halfway. Bai Hu was afraid that Lan Yunchen would get angry, so he kicked Xiao Fei first, "Hurry up and apologize to the young master. Why did you come to the hotel to raise your arm when you have nothing to do?"

Xiao Fei received Bai Hu's eyes, and then saw that Lan Yunchen was as cold as the snowman piled beside him. Xiao Fei began to panic, "Master, I was wrong, I was wrong. Can I go back to recuperate?"

Is it too late to run now? Can I pretend I haven't seen him? He can't control sneezing.

A gust of cold wind, a sneeze, natural reaction.

Bai Hu struggled to help hold the umbrella, and the height difference was reflected. Lan Yunchen's tone was very calm, "It's very leisurely. Being thrown once is not enough."

It's about Yan Na's over-the-shoulder fall.

Xiao Fei hurriedly shook his head, "No, my hand is not completely healed yet."

Lan Yunchen's voice was colder than winter snow. He glanced at the snowman behind him and said, "Don't let me see snow on the steps of the hotel tomorrow morning."

"If this snowman melts, you stand here and pretend to be the snowman."

Xiaofei's face looked like he was about to cry, and he felt regretful in his heart. He didn't sleep at night and wandered around. Now he didn't have to sleep all night. The snowman who swept the snow and guarded his sister-in-law was so sad.

After the words fell, Lan Yunchen took the umbrella from Bai Hu's hand and said, "Put the booster pad on tomorrow."

Bai Hu: "Yes, Master."

Xiaofei, who was punished, chuckled, "Haha, Master thinks you are short, it makes me laugh so hard, hahaha, booster pad."

The white tiger man didn't say much, and gave Xiao Fei another firm kick, "Just a reminder, there can be no snow on the steps of the hotel tomorrow."

Xiao Fei was finally brought back to the cruel reality, what? It’s still snowing now. How could there be no snow on the steps? This is just like a monk sweeping fallen leaves and sweeping them clean. Are you kidding me?

The young master just wants to punish him and take revenge. He can't take away this nose. If he stops sneezing earlier, he won't sneeze later, so he can't wait until they kiss.

Xiaofei raised his hand and slapped his nose. He might as well clean the toilet. At least the hotel toilet was very clean.

After Yan Na returned to the room, her mind was filled with the image of the two of them being very close together. She raised her hand and touched her cheek, as if she could still feel Lan Yunchen's warm breath hitting her face. The cheeks began to heat up slightly, if it hadn't been for that sneeze they might have...

Why did she almost kiss him? She let out a breath and predicted in her heart that she might not be able to hold on for long. This man is too alluring.

She was now sure that she fell in love with Lan Yunchen, but she needed to be sure whether he was already so gentle or was just particularly gentle at this time.

What Yan Na is afraid of is the changes during the relationship and after marriage. She can't see this now, and this is where she becomes confused.

She is not a little girl. She can be unscrupulous and not think about anything. She can elope and abandon everything just like in the TV series. If she gets married, it will be a matter for two families. She has many things to consider.

Furthermore, Lan Yunchen is from Lan City and she is from the Imperial Capital. She still needs to support the Yan family. She cannot abandon everything and do whatever she wants. After thinking about it, Yan Na sighed inwardly. Sure enough, adult love is not that simple. , it’s not just about leaving, it’s about being together. There are too many things to consider.

And Lan Yunchen, who knows how to penetrate people's hearts, is so hateful that he deliberately sent a message to remind you: I'm sorry, I can't help but want to kiss you in such a scene.

Yan Na: "............"

Yan Na adjusted her mood, walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window, glanced at the snowy scene outside the window, and took off her wet coat: I understand, this is a normal reaction for adults.

Lan Yunchen: Thank you Mr. Yan for your understanding.

Yan Na still didn't forget to remind her: You're welcome, change your clothes in time if they get wet.

Lan Yunchen: Okay, got it.

Yan Na threw her phone on the bed, and it rolled over on the big bed. She took her pajamas and went to take a shower.

After half an hour.

Yan Na sat under the quilt, adjusted the temperature to a comfortable level, and began to sit on the bed to write a report after the start of work, summarizing a series of tasks.

Busy work can temporarily clear the mind of trivial matters, which is one of the reasons why she likes to work. When a person is busy, he will forget to think about troubles, forget to be sad, and forget to think about what to do tomorrow.

at that time.

In the presidential suite, Lan Yunchen also put his computer on his knees and worked overtime. He was working overtime to adjust the contract with Yan Na. From the beginning, he had no intention of letting legal personnel be responsible for this contract.

After typing the last word, Lan Yunchen picked up the red wine on the corner of the table and took a big sip, rubbing his fingertips. Thinking back to the scene downstairs, he could feel that Yan Na had him in her heart, and she also felt it. of.

Just a trace of concern and hesitation could be seen in her eyes.

Is it because of foreign countries and the imperial capital?It's still because Yan's family has no one to manage it. He can handle these things well, so it's not a problem.

Or do you not trust him? The previous problems can all be solved, but the last problem can only be proven by time.

Trust between people is not established in a day, and it’s no wonder that Miss Yan is suspicious. She is no longer a little girl. She sees more things than the average person when she walks through shopping malls and at the negotiation table, and naturally thinks about things. Also many.

It's not surprising that if she wasn't good at thinking, Yan wouldn't be able to complete one business after another with her efforts.