The little wife of the demon president

Chapter 1132 Old Photos

"No need, I'm full, take it easy."

He must be very sad, I watched him eat the fried snails with perilla, and then eat beef, isn't he allergic to beef, is it not now.

I had a meeting in the afternoon after I was full, so I took a nap in the hotel lounge. It was already three o'clock when Lingling woke me up.

"Is there a meeting now?" I asked her confusedly.

I really fell asleep. I feel that after taking traditional Chinese medicine, the effect is really fast. I don’t know what he added. Anyway, I slept well last night. It was difficult for me to fall asleep at noon. I fell asleep with my eyes closed up.

"No, just now Mr. He came over and said that the afternoon meeting has been cancelled, let us all go back."

"what happened?"

"I don't know, but we have an afternoon, hehe, let's go, go back to the company to get things and get off work early."

"That's good, anyway, the company is not ours, so don't hold back if you can leave early." I am not a hardworking person either.

I slept soundly, and felt very refreshed. I went to the bathroom to wash my face, and felt that I was awake. It was comfortable. Why don't I go back to the company to pick up my things and watch a movie.

Instead, ask Pei Feng if he wants to skip work and watch it together. Now that we don't do something young people do, when we get older, we don't have the energy to rebel at all.

If you think about it, call him right away, make an appointment first, and if he can really go, then just meet him in the movie.

I called him, but he answered it very quickly. When he was free, he would answer my call very quickly, and he would never delay for a minute.

"Hi, are you busy?"

"not busy."

"Why don't you skip work and go out to watch a movie, boyfriend."

He just laughed: "Such a good thing? Are you free?"

"If I'm not free, I won't call you. In a word, come or not."

"Come on, it's Daoshan. As long as you say so, I will go, but I may be a little late."

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you at XX Studios."

It was a bit sweet to hang up the phone, this is a date, if I buy him a chocolate rose in the theater later, he will probably buy me a Haagen-Dazs, haha.

Now the weather is getting hotter and hotter, I want to eat ice cream.

"Miss Xiaomi, Miss Xiaomi." Lingling called me outside.

"Here we come." He quickly put the phone away and went out.

We walked side by side to the underground parking lot, and saw several cars that seemed to be leaving, and they were all members of the Rong Group.

I looked curiously, but didn't see anything. The car was dark, and the windows were also dark, so I couldn't see anything inside.

"I don't know what the urgent matter is. It was clearly agreed to have a meeting, but suddenly I can't talk about it." Lingling muttered.

"Never mind them, anyway, we are a little free, so go back and get your things and leave."

What's the matter with others, that's their business, I just don't want to be too busy.

I took my bag and went directly to the cinema. There were not many people in the luxurious cinema at this time, and there were many, many posters there for people to admire.

I bought the tickets, it's still early, and I have to wait for about half an hour, and Pei Feng might not arrive so soon, so I just stood there looking at those posters.

There are more and more movies now, and the domestic market is unbelievably large, and the box office is booming, but if you want to watch high-quality goods, you have to choose slowly. Anyway, movies are just to pass the time. There is no such thing as having to be good.

I was a little surprised when I saw a poster, saying that a woman lost her memory for three years, fell in love with a man during the lost three years, and after she recovered, she forgot about the man.

To be more specific, you have to watch it to know.

I stared blankly, it is not surprising that there are amnesia in this world, but it seems that I have never heard of such things.

I secretly wrote down the date, and if it is released, I will come and see it again.

He didn't wait for Pei Feng to come, but he waited for a call from Han Meimei.

"What's the matter, did you find the evidence, or did you not find it, and you invited me to dinner?"

"I really can't find it. My cousin's room has been cleaned up."

"Hmph, there's no such thing, I see, you must have remembered the wrong person, maybe his ex-girlfriend looks a lot like me, you misread the person." If so, I can also I understand why he treats me so well and looks like a lover.

"No, he didn't have any girlfriends before."

"Impossible, isn't he a Taoist priest?"

"Anyway, in my impression, there are really no serious girlfriends. Although I didn't find a photo of you together, I still found a photo in his book. Yours, do you want to see it?"

"What's so interesting, he took a lot of pictures of me."

"There's nothing to talk about now, right? You're together anyway, so it's normal for him to show your photo, but I can see that you look so fresh, but it was a long time ago."

"Really, send it to me."

"Okay, I'll send it to you now, but you owe me a midnight snack."

"You delicious ghost, go ahead."

"Okay, I'll send it to you in a moment."

I didn't ask her what Pei Feng's father asked her. Anyway, he doesn't like me, and his attitude is not important.

After a while, she sent me the photo. I was wearing a hat and a white sportswear and standing under the flower tree. I don’t know where I am, but I was so young at that time, my complexion was rosy, but my hair was weird. Yes, it looks like a fake.

It was neatly pasted behind the ears, and the hair was only a little longer than the ears. I should have never had such a hairstyle. When I was 21 years old, I had my hair cut short when I had surgery. After growing to shoulder length, I have never cut my hair short again.

If it weren't for the mole under the earlobe that is exactly the same as mine now, I don't think the person in this photo is me.

And it's not the kind of candid shot. I took a photo from very close, and I can see it clearly. I still have a smile in my eyes, and I look at the camera very seriously.

I have never taken pictures, and I am not very cooperative. I think I am not particularly beautiful, and many people around me are excellent, so I have a bit of low self-esteem, and I rarely take pictures with such a happy smile.

Zoom in and zoom in again, it becomes a bit blurry, but you can still see a wheelchair in a corridor not far behind the tree.

The flower tree was as white as snow, just like the pear blossoms in the place where he took me to eat that day, but it was a little smaller, and even the big red pillars in the corridor at the back were somewhat similar.

(End of this chapter)