After marrying a wealthy family, I just want to start a career[Transmigration Book]

On the top floor of Triumph, the door of the meeting room was opened from the inside. Feng Yun led his assistants, legal affairs and related staff, and a group of people came out in a mighty manner.

After several arduous negotiations and contests, after countless times of you coming and going, you retreating and advancing, and stepping on each other's bottom line to keep testing, Chu He and Shen finally reached a consensus on cooperation.

Holding the laptop and documents, the assistant followed closely behind Feng Yun.

Feng Yun strode forward while talking with the legal affairs officer.

"President Feng." A female voice called him from behind.

Feng Yun's footsteps paused, then he turned his head to look, and it was Shen Qingchuan's female assistant who came.

With perfect makeup and a neat suit, the female assistant said to Feng Yun respectfully: "We, Mr. Shen, would like to treat you to a drink."

Feng Yun nodded, and handed over the information in his hand to the assistant: "You guys go downstairs and have a supper before you go back, and credit it to my account."

The boss treats guests, everyone is happy, and the atmosphere suddenly becomes more relaxed. Everyone chatted and laughed and left one after another, while Feng Yun returned to the meeting room.

Shen Qingchuan was smoking a cigarette facing the huge French windows, and the scarlet cigarette butts flickered on and off on the huge glass of the French windows.

"To my place?" Feng Yun put one hand in his pocket.

Shen Qingchuan turned around: "You lead the way."

On the second floor of SOSO, the amber liquid was at the bottom of the cup, like a small spring, and the two had already drank several cups in silence.

Shen Qingchuan finally spoke: "You and your little boyfriend are doing well?"

Feng Yun looked at the ring on his ring finger, corrected him with a smile: "He is my lover."

"It's okay to lie to others, but to me?" Shen Qingchuan smiled: "Although you are wearing rings, you can tell at a glance that you haven't eaten yet."

Feng Yun's expression was indifferent, he only raised his eyebrows slightly, neither admitting nor denying it.

Shen Qingchuan took another drink: "If you can provide me with Tian Xiaoci's information in the future, I can give Chu He better conditions for cooperation."

"You still need me to provide it?" Feng Yun smiled: "And Chu He has his own strength, there is no need to use this method."

Shen Qingchuan took a puff of cigarette, looked at the lively dance floor downstairs, and said for a while: "The information I checked has no temperature, and I don't want to cause him a greater burden because of it. You were right the other day, even if you want him for half a year , What about half a year later? I want more and longer, so I have to start respecting him now, I'm not greedy, as long as I hear about him occasionally."

"What was your plan?" Feng Yun also cast his eyes on the dance floor: "Don't you know that the relationship between you will be over once three years come?"

"I originally wanted to hire him again." Shen Qingchuan rolled his Adam's apple, as if he was suppressing something: "Three years and three years passed by."

"It's ridiculous to think about it now." He shook his head and put his hand on his forehead: "It turns out that not everything depends on my decision."

Feng Yun looked at him and said nothing, he knew that Shen Qingchuan just wanted to vent out the heavy emotions in his heart.

He is such a powerful person, even if he vents his secret emotions that few people know, he only wants to show his vulnerable side in front of people of equal strength.

"I could have learned about his life earlier, but I refused, because I was afraid that I would really like him." Shen Qingchuan smiled self-deprecatingly: "I don't love anyone, but I fell in love with him the first time I saw his smile." I got it, and he was hired by a ghost, but he didn't refuse. I felt that he was like those people outside, who would sacrifice everything for money. I despised him, so I was especially afraid that I would fall in love with the kind of people I despised. This For two years, except for money, intentionally or unintentionally, I didn't treat him well."

Shen Qingchuan took a sip of his wine, and said slowly but bitterly: "He is a person who loves to laugh and doesn't care too much about anything. I really didn't expect him to be so hot-tempered just because he met me and When Fang Qun was together, he moved away without saying a word, and returned the money that was given to him. In order to avoid me, he moved and stopped taking activities. His mother is still like that. I really don’t know him. How have you been living recently?"

Feng Yun helped him refill the wine again: "Don't worry, Tian Xiaoci is a man who can bend and stretch. He can do this for his mother, and he can't leave a way out. If he doesn't do it for himself, he has to do it for his mother. What do you think?" ?”

Shen Qingchuan glanced at him, as if comforted, his expression eased a little.

"Moreover, Mr. Shen, you are a fan of the authorities," Feng Yun smiled: "If Tian Xiaoci is willing to pay you back, let him pay you back, so that you can still be tied together. If you are really separated, There will be no connection after that.”

Shen Qingchuan squinted his eyes to look at Feng Yun, and snorted for a while: "Are you really dark-hearted, kid? I'm afraid you won't be able to get Ning An out of your hands."

"I have ideas, but I won't use these schemes on him." Feng Yun smiled: "It's you, what's going on with Fang Qun? If you want to be with the little girl, just be with Tian Xiao The resignation is clean, I want to be with Tian Xiaoci, I am now ready to be a widow, and when he recovers, I will slowly coax him back."

"My relationship with Fang Qun is very complicated, it's not exactly what you imagined." Shen Qingchuan said: "We are clean, but the elders of the two families..."

Feng Yun understood, he raised his glass, and the two drank each other without saying anything to each other.

After all, everyone has some unknown past. As long as you know what you are doing and don't hurt innocent people, it is already commendable.

In the end, both of them drank a little too much, and called each other to drive.

Back home, Feng Yun opened the door lightly, and his first reaction was to look at Ning An's door.

The door was open and the lights were on.

Just about to go over to have a look, when I turned my gaze, I saw a person nestled in the sofa.

Ning An leaned on the sofa, wearing pajamas, covered with a thin blanket, and fell asleep peacefully with a book in his arms.

The pajamas were still a wide T-shirt, with a pair of legs exposed, the thin blanket slid down to his waist, but the book was tightly hugged in his arms.

Feng Yun took off his coat, walked over lightly, and leaned over to look at his peaceful sleeping face.

The face under the light was very clean, the skin was so white that it was almost transparent, the pale pink lips were slightly parted, and the snow-white teeth could be seen.

Ning An's sleeping appearance is always like this, clean, pure, and full of innocence.

Feng Yun took the book out of his hand, bent down and hugged him into his arms.

This time he was prepared, even if Ning An wanted to slap him in his sleep, it would not be so easy.

Unexpectedly, not only did Ning An not hit him in his sleep this time, but he leaned hard into his arms to find a more comfortable position.

Feng Yun was pleased by his unconscious action, and smiled with the corners of his lips curled up.

Suddenly he couldn't bear to put him down, he followed Ning An and rolled onto the bed recklessly, wrapped him in his arms, stared at that face without blinking, he couldn't get enough of it.

Gradually, he couldn't be satisfied, and couldn't help stretching out his fingers tentatively, stroked his forehead hair, and looked carefully at his small face.

The soft hair scratched in the palm of the hand, itching very comfortably.

Feng Yun couldn't hold back the smile on the corner of his lips, his fingers greedily slid down the hairline, and touched his earlobe.

The earrings were removed, and there were several small piercings lined up on the small earlobes. When he looked closely, it was pink and red.

No matter what, it pierced the flesh, he rubbed it a little distressed, and couldn't help but kiss it.

Ning An frowned as if aware of it, and snorted like a cat.

Feng Yun was awakened from his intoxication, and hurriedly backed away in fright.

He was lying on the edge of the bed, lost his balance as soon as he stepped back, and fell down.

The sound of "dong" was very abrupt in the quiet room.

Ning An sat up in a jerk, getting up so quickly that his heartbeat was rushing and chaotic.

I looked around and saw no one.

He was a little dazed, especially remembering that he seemed to be reading a book on the sofa while waiting for Feng Yun, why did he go back to bed?

He wanted to get out of bed to see if Feng Yun had come back, moved to the side of the bed and saw Feng Yun lying on the ground.

The two looked at each other, everything was a little confused.

Ning An couldn't help pinching his thigh, thinking that he was probably in a dream.

Feng Yun covered his face expressionlessly, and finally couldn't help bursting out laughing behind his palm.

Ning An sat on the edge of the bed, leaning over to look at him.

Then he stepped on his chest with his foot, his face full of bewilderment, but he was still attracted by his laughter, and there was a smile in his voice: "What's wrong?"

Feng Yun grabbed his bare feet and held them tightly in the palm of his hand.

That foot was very delicate, but there were thick calluses on both sides corresponding to the heel and the ankle, which made it not so pretty.

He knew that this was a place he often grinds on in his daily life. Although he basically didn't talk about it, the years helped him remember it.

Ning An struggled hard: "Release."

Not only did Feng Yun not let go, but he gripped even tighter.

The sole of his foot fell into someone else's hand, itching and numb, it was unspeakably weird, Ning An raised his other foot, and kicked Feng Yun's chest hard.

"Damn it," Feng Yun clutched his chest, his face turned pale from the pain, "You're really trying hard."

Seeing that his face had turned pale, Ning An hurriedly knelt down to look, but was hugged by Feng Yun and fell into his arms.

"Are you crazy?" Ning An cursed for a while, then suddenly laughed: "Damn, you smell like alcohol, so you're crazy because of alcohol."

The hangover soup was brought in front of him, and Feng Yun emphasized again what he had said countless times: "Although I drank a little too much, I'm really not drunk."

"Well, I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk," Ning An said kindly, "Drink."

Feng Yun endured the humiliation and drank the hangover soup, ripped off his tie in frustration, and threw it on the sofa.

Ning An was a little funny. Most drunk people would say that they were not drunk. If they were not drunk, how could they be so childish?

He thought it was funny that Feng Yun would secretly sleep on the floor of his room.

But it's useless to talk to a drunk person, you have to coax.

Feng Yun sank into the sofa: "The case we talked about today is over, after that I had a few drinks with Shen Qingchuan."

Ning An touched a piece of clothing in his hand and began to order beads on it. Hearing this, he raised his eyes: "Oh."

"You told Tian Xiaoci not to hide," Feng Yun smiled, "Shen Qingchuan won't block him in the future, so what should I do?"

"Really?" Ning An half-believed, "Shen Qingchuan seems too powerful, he doesn't seem to be so talkative."

Feng Yun smiled and reached out to him: "Come here."

Ning An carefully stringed beads with thread: "I'm busy."

Feng Yun was helpless: "The day after tomorrow, Wang Rong's show will be the first model, how are you preparing?"

Only then did Ning An raise his eyes, and said frankly, "I'm a little nervous."

He seldom gets nervous, but this time he has to be nervous.

Instead of leaning over, Feng Yun leaned over and rubbed his hair: "It's okay, even if you fail, it's okay, don't be nervous."

"Success is only allowed, failure is not allowed." Ning An raised his eyes seriously and looked at him: "Feng Yun, I don't have so much time and opportunities anymore."

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