Ex-husband, why don't you go to heaven?

Chapter 41 How long has it been since I saw the man named Ace City

Qiao Weiliang finally said something casual, and Ji Zhen turned and left.

He is alone, and Qiao Weiliang is not worried that he will be photographed by the paparazzi and get some bad news. In three years, there is still a little bit of trust.

I followed Wen Sisi's news on the Internet again, but there was still nothing new, it was just a few things.

After closing the webpage, Qiao Weiliang announced Ji Zhen's recent itinerary on several official platforms.

From November 11rd to 3th, I went to Truffle Island to shoot for Aikan Magazine.

From November 11th to 9th, he and the main creative team of "Di Sha" will conduct a publicity tour in first-tier cities across the country.

On November 11, the endorsement advertisement for Adem suits was shot.

On November 11th, shoot the endorsement advertisement of Orpheus Red Wine.

From November 11th to 27th, the national fan meeting.

On December 12st, joined the filming group.

After posting the itinerary, Qiao Weiliang called her assistant and asked her to hand in a few promotional drafts for Ai Kan magazine, and once the magazine was finished shooting, it would be released for publicity.

Just as I hung up the phone, the phone rang again, I swiped to answer it, and a very gentle voice came from the other end of the phone: "Wei Liang."

Probably because his voice was too gentle, Qiao Weiliang's eyes got wet in an instant.

She thought, at this time, she should reply with 'excuse me, who are you', but her throat seemed to be blocked with a ball of cotton, she opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

Didn't hear her speak, the person on the other end of the phone quickly said: "The suit you ordered earlier is ready, can you come and get it yourself?"

In the last sentence, he said it a little cautiously, obviously looking forward to it, but he was afraid of being rejected, so he tried his best to restrain himself, afraid of being discovered by her, it was too embarrassing.

Qiao Weiliang was silent for a while before saying: "Okay, I'll come over after I've dealt with the matter at hand."

After sorting out the time of going abroad and accommodation requirements and sending them to the assistant's mailbox, and sending the emergency survival training plan made yesterday together with an anthology of excellent movies to An Ruobai, Qiao Weiliang got up, turned off the computer and left.

The psychological shadow of racing in the scenic spot last time has not completely disappeared. Qiao Weiliang has not driven in the past few days, and only takes taxis to and from get off work.

After getting in the car and telling the driver the destination, Qiao Weiliang relaxed and leaned on the back of the chair, with a little confusion in his eyes: How long has it been since I saw Ace City?

It seems like I haven't seen it since five years ago.

Time flies so fast.

As soon as Ji Zhen took over the shooting job of Ai Kan magazine, Qiao Weiliang paid attention to the private customization of high-end suits on the Internet. This Qiao Ai studio was established three years ago. Although the scale is small, the design works posted on the Internet The style is very delicate and very creative.

Qiao Weiliang picked several other studios, and handed them over to the assistant for negotiation. Later, the assistant said that because this Qiao Ai studio was willing to fight for the order at the lowest price, Qiao Weiliang didn't particularly care.

Thoughts were flying, the car quickly stopped downstairs of Qiao Ai's studio, Qiao Weiliang got out of the car, looked up at the light sign above the office building, the corners of her lips curled up coolly, it turned out that "Qiao Ai" meant this.

Walking into the elevator, it was working time, and she was alone, and the clean mirror reflected her absent-minded appearance, just like five years ago.

She didn't force herself to pretend, the elevator had already reached the floor, the elevator door opened, and she saw the man wearing a gorgeous tuxedo, standing there upright, all the embarrassment on his face fell into her eyes.

Qiao Weiliang sighed softly in her heart: How cunning, did you think that she would not have the heart to care about the past?

(End of this chapter)