Chapter 41 Again
Xia Yang and Duan Yunming talked for a long time. Duan Yunming had been chasing Xia Yang for two years since he was in school.
Xia Yang's family is rich and she owns a company. Duan Yunming is considered a high achiever. Ever since Duan Yunming entered the entertainment industry, no matter how much money Xia Yang spent on him, his friends have never considered it.
Mom's heart is bleeding.
white collar guy from a working-class background!
Xia Yang is easy to deceive, Bai Fumei, stupid and sweet, love brain, all alive, worship Duan Yunming.
Xia Yang really took into account what her friend said. When she went to bed at night, Wen Wenruanruan said to Duan Yunming, "What do you think of me going out to find a job?"
Duan Yunming touched her hair: "Can't I support you?"
"But..." Xia Yang's eyes opened wide, like red rabbits.
"Be good, it's not suitable for you outside. There are intrigues in the workplace. I'm afraid you will be bullied." Duan Yunming indulged.
Xia Yang was not very happy, but she didn't say anything.
When he was about to fall asleep, Duan Yunming asked casually: "Who told you to go out to work?"
"My friend." Xia Yang was confused.
There was a gentle haze in Duan Yunming's eyes for a moment, with a smile on his lips: "We Yangyang can't always listen to our friends. They also have their own lives and don't need to be in constant contact, eh?"
"But I've known her for a long time..." Xia Yang's voice gradually fell asleep.
Tossing and turning in the dream, there was still the scandal between Duan Yunming and Cheng Xuran.
And a person living in someone else's dream had just arrived home at this time, in the dead of night, it was eerily quiet, the feeling of someone behind him came again, Cheng Xuran frowned and quickened her pace, put the key in the lock, and quickly entered the door and locked it again.
After the whole process, my palms were sweating, and I looked out through the peephole. The voice-activated lights in the corridor turned from bright to dark, and there was no one there.
She let out a deep breath. Was she under too much mental pressure recently?Maybe she should find someone to monitor her home.
As soon as the door opened, the little orange cat pounced at Cheng Xuran's feet, meowing and meowing a little sharply.
"Are you hungry?" Cheng Xuran fed it cat food, but it didn't eat, and walked around Cheng Xuran for a long time.
Cheng Xuran has a habit of reading late at night. There is no need to turn on a light in the bedroom, only a small desk lamp is enough.
She is not near-sighted, and she is used to wearing plain glasses occasionally when reading at night. The silver mirror frame is on the bridge of her delicate nose, and the side face is reflected by the dim and warm light.
Unconsciously, I remembered the scene of meeting Song Yanqing last night.
Maybe we need to resolve it as soon as possible. Not just relationships, but everything is afraid of being delayed. The longer it is delayed, the more things will change.
The repair shop in the north of the city has difficult roads and takes time. Cheng Xuran will have time tomorrow and is going to pick up the computer. This should be their last meeting.
How can there be such a long-lost reunion?
For the sake of politeness, Cheng Xuran was worried that Song Yanqing wouldn't be there by then and his trip would be in vain.
She planned to say hello to Song Yanqing, politely edited a message on WeChat, and pressed the send button but hesitated for a long time.
It's been so long since we haven't talked, it's actually a bit embarrassing. I don't know if this text message is considered abrupt, but pretending to be surprised or being warm and welcoming is not what they should have.
The last message was on February [-], [-].
New message sent on March 24, [-].
Lively: [I will pick up the notebook tomorrow. Do you have time? 】
After the message was successfully sent, the chat box, which had been sealed for a long time, jumped from the bottom to the top of WeChat, the first place.
(End of this chapter)
Xia Yang and Duan Yunming talked for a long time. Duan Yunming had been chasing Xia Yang for two years since he was in school.
Xia Yang's family is rich and she owns a company. Duan Yunming is considered a high achiever. Ever since Duan Yunming entered the entertainment industry, no matter how much money Xia Yang spent on him, his friends have never considered it.
Mom's heart is bleeding.
white collar guy from a working-class background!
Xia Yang is easy to deceive, Bai Fumei, stupid and sweet, love brain, all alive, worship Duan Yunming.
Xia Yang really took into account what her friend said. When she went to bed at night, Wen Wenruanruan said to Duan Yunming, "What do you think of me going out to find a job?"
Duan Yunming touched her hair: "Can't I support you?"
"But..." Xia Yang's eyes opened wide, like red rabbits.
"Be good, it's not suitable for you outside. There are intrigues in the workplace. I'm afraid you will be bullied." Duan Yunming indulged.
Xia Yang was not very happy, but she didn't say anything.
When he was about to fall asleep, Duan Yunming asked casually: "Who told you to go out to work?"
"My friend." Xia Yang was confused.
There was a gentle haze in Duan Yunming's eyes for a moment, with a smile on his lips: "We Yangyang can't always listen to our friends. They also have their own lives and don't need to be in constant contact, eh?"
"But I've known her for a long time..." Xia Yang's voice gradually fell asleep.
Tossing and turning in the dream, there was still the scandal between Duan Yunming and Cheng Xuran.
And a person living in someone else's dream had just arrived home at this time, in the dead of night, it was eerily quiet, the feeling of someone behind him came again, Cheng Xuran frowned and quickened her pace, put the key in the lock, and quickly entered the door and locked it again.
After the whole process, my palms were sweating, and I looked out through the peephole. The voice-activated lights in the corridor turned from bright to dark, and there was no one there.
She let out a deep breath. Was she under too much mental pressure recently?Maybe she should find someone to monitor her home.
As soon as the door opened, the little orange cat pounced at Cheng Xuran's feet, meowing and meowing a little sharply.
"Are you hungry?" Cheng Xuran fed it cat food, but it didn't eat, and walked around Cheng Xuran for a long time.
Cheng Xuran has a habit of reading late at night. There is no need to turn on a light in the bedroom, only a small desk lamp is enough.
She is not near-sighted, and she is used to wearing plain glasses occasionally when reading at night. The silver mirror frame is on the bridge of her delicate nose, and the side face is reflected by the dim and warm light.
Unconsciously, I remembered the scene of meeting Song Yanqing last night.
Maybe we need to resolve it as soon as possible. Not just relationships, but everything is afraid of being delayed. The longer it is delayed, the more things will change.
The repair shop in the north of the city has difficult roads and takes time. Cheng Xuran will have time tomorrow and is going to pick up the computer. This should be their last meeting.
How can there be such a long-lost reunion?
For the sake of politeness, Cheng Xuran was worried that Song Yanqing wouldn't be there by then and his trip would be in vain.
She planned to say hello to Song Yanqing, politely edited a message on WeChat, and pressed the send button but hesitated for a long time.
It's been so long since we haven't talked, it's actually a bit embarrassing. I don't know if this text message is considered abrupt, but pretending to be surprised or being warm and welcoming is not what they should have.
The last message was on February [-], [-].
New message sent on March 24, [-].
Lively: [I will pick up the notebook tomorrow. Do you have time? 】
After the message was successfully sent, the chat box, which had been sealed for a long time, jumped from the bottom to the top of WeChat, the first place.
(End of this chapter)
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