Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

"Everything is her own idea." Situ Chenjue sighed lowly: "Huanyan, let's respect Jasmine. When I suggested this to her at first, I hoped that she and Huo Ziming could be happy, but If she can't be happy without our family, then we don't need to force her. Jasmine has grown up, she is an independent person, she has independent thinking, I think she will make the best decision for herself.

"Chenjue... But, I really hope that Jasmine and Ziming can have a happy ending..." Huan Yan burst into tears, "Seeing them like this, more than ten years... I, my heart It's also sad..."

"Yanyan, don't be sad, don't be sad..." Situ Chenjue gently stroked his wife's hair, "Sometimes, happiness needs to wait, isn't it the same for us? Our home is full of love, Xiaomo Will definitely be happy!"

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When Jasmine returned to London, she immediately submitted her resignation to imf.

After seeing Jasmine's resignation letter, the president of imf company was stunned, wondering if there was something wrong with the relationship between Manager Su and Mr. Huo, so he wanted to bid farewell to this company?

Of course, it's not easy for him to ask about Mr. Huo's personal affairs, but since she proposed to resign, he dared not stop her, so he agreed to her resignation report.

And after Jasmine took a short break in London for a few days, she found another job, which was also in the advertising industry, but it was not a giant like IMF, but a small emerging advertising company.

Although she is small, she is full of energy, and the boss values ​​her very much. The company is also very dynamic, and the relationship among colleagues is also very good.

Jasmine works in this company, and she is also very busy with affairs. Gradually, she felt that her previous chaotic mood had calmed down a little, and her mood began to improve.

Although now, she still has not come up with an answer.

But she decided to leave everything to God's will. She said that she could not betray her father, nor could she abandon Ziming's feelings. All she could do was escape. Sometimes escape is not cowardice, but a kind of bravery.

Because she can't lose both, she gives the answer her way.

Jasmine found a new apartment in London, which was different from where she lived before, and the route to work was also different from usual. She wanted to start a new life and temporarily seal everything before.

She made some friends, but they were very casual, rarely going out or going to bars.

I don't know when it started, but on her way to and from work every day, she would see a man with an easel, like a wandering artist, painting for passers-by in a square that she must pass through to and from work.

It was a blond man with a mask on his face.

There are many wandering artists in the square that Jasmine must pass through to and from work, some paint, some play the violin, some play the trumpet, and some make 3D paintings with chalk on the ground. There are many such wandering artists in London. They are very dignified and don't deliberately ask for money, but people who pass by will be moved by their ideals and pursuit of art.

Some amount will be given to them as a reward.

But there is no container for change in front of this masked man, as if he is charging passers-by for painting.

One day, Jasmine stopped in front of him and asked him, "How much is your painting?"

"Ten pounds." The man said in fluent English.

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