spend the rest of my life saying i love you

Chapter 120

Zeng Lan didn't seem to know what to say, she caught something out of the corner of her eye, and finally said: "Actually, it's a very simple disappearance. For a person like Er Shao, there must be many women who want to talk to him." business, but one day I suddenly found out that Er Shao was talking about business with other women, and I wasn't jealous at all."

"From that moment on, I knew clearly that I didn't have any love for the second young master." Zeng Lan said vigorously, and finally said: "Don't really say it, I was really hit during that time, I was almost dying Rhythm!"

"Then have you ever been in love with someone?"

"No." Zeng Lan answered uncertainly, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she blinked, "I don't want to get involved in things like feelings. What should I do if I like a married man?"

"Is Li Yan married?" Jian Anran asked, a little strange.

"He..." Zeng Lan, who was about to answer, became alert for a moment, shook her head after a while and said, "I don't know if he is married, but I think he is, because he has a ring on his hand, but even if he is not Marriage has nothing to do with me, don't think too much about it."

The corners of Jian Anran's mouth curled up slightly, but she didn't say anything.

Zeng Lan pushed Jian Anran from behind, and pointed to the door: "The one from your family is here to pick you up, Chen Ling let me take her back."

Looking up, she saw Mo Tingjun standing in front of the car with a smile on her face. She kept walking and threw herself into Mo Tingjun's arms, rubbing against her chest: "Do you want to go and see Zhao Zhao?"

Mo Tingjun looked in the direction of the hospital, and finally shook his head: "I am relieved that Chen is here."

"You two don't abuse the dog here, get in the car and go home." After finishing speaking, Zeng Lan hurriedly squeezed into Chen Xiao's car, and said directly: "Baby Xiaoxiao, let's drive directly, let's go!"

Chen Xiao said hello and drove away.

Because of Xia Qingqing's consent, Zeng Lan is now living in Xia Qingqing's home, and she happens to be with Chen Xiao as a companion, making people less lonely and safer.

Jian Anran and Mo Ting both ate something outside before returning home. After taking a shower, they lay on the bed and browsed the webpage. All the previous news disappeared during this time, and Song Feng's method was indeed not covered.

Work efficiency is really fast!
Mo Tingjun came over, glanced at her computer webpage, and finally picked up his own computer and sat beside him: "Anran, what happened in the company today?"

"Wen Ai was promoted to director, do you think this is good or bad?"

"Bad."

"Why do you think so?"

"I'm afraid you will be squeezed."

"Although I also feel this way, I don't want to admit it." Jian Anran narrowed her eyes, leaned on his shoulder, and murmured: "Actually, work is sometimes tiring, but if you're not tired, it's not Already working."

Shopping malls are like battlefields. Is this saying true?

Those conspiracies and tricks seem to be annoying and hard to guard against.

"Honey, if you feel tired, stay at home, I can afford you." Mo Tingjun put one arm around her waist and smiled lightly: "As long as you want..."

"Mr. Mo, you want to seduce me again?"

It might be really good to stay at home, but if you don't experience the outside world, how can you call it life, and she hasn't become the most dazzling star yet, and she doesn't have enough qualifications to stand by his side.

His own identity would be a fatal blow to him at any time.

To put it bluntly, it is a stain in Mo Tingjun's life. Although he doesn't care, it doesn't mean that other people don't laugh behind his back!
She even cared about it herself.

Jane lay down peacefully, and updated some daily updates with her fingers in one place.

"Today, I complained to him about work."

"He said let me go home, he can support me, I felt very warm after hearing that, I had the urge to listen to his words and not go out to work."

Mo Tingjun saw her typing and leaned over to read it, but she stopped him: "You can't read these things."

"I can't either?"

He raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile.

"Yes, only I can see it myself."

"Then I won't watch."

Mo Tingjun nodded and looked at his computer, looking very peaceful. Jian Anran calmed down, opened the software and began to design the composition, and then took the pen and paper next to him to start the design. The computer and hands were operated together. After an hour, the neck felt a little sore.

She twisted her neck, and when she was about to reach out to rub it, Mo Tingjun's fingers rested on her neck, pressing slightly: "Here?"

"Ah."

Jian Anran stopped without moving, lowered her head and asked, "Mo Tingjun, what do you like about me?"

Mo Ting stopped his movements, and finally said: "All."

"Then don't you see my shortcomings?"

"Found."

"Then you still..."

"In my eyes, your shortcomings can also be advantages, just because I love you." Mo Tingjun lowered his head and kissed deeply, "So, you don't have any shortcomings, even if you do, I will also make them yours." She becomes an advantage."

Jian Anran's heart palpitations, his feelings have always been so strong.

After a while, the computer had been put aside unknowingly, and Jian Anran's people also shrank into the quilt.

Mo Tingjun snorted softly, and said after a while: "An Ran, you hurt me."

"Who made your belt tie a knot today!" Jian Anran complained, touching up and down with her small hands, the fire could not burn it, and it directly made the object hard as iron, it was no different from being burned by fire.

Jian Anran was still looking for a place, but the knot was getting tighter and tighter, as if she was deliberately against her, and when she became anxious, the knot couldn't be untied.

"Did you say you did it on purpose today to make this knot like this!"

Mo Ting supported his forehead and closed his eyes slightly: "I'll do it."

Turning over and pressing down, he locked her directly under his body, and poked his fingers down, but found that he really couldn't open it. With a little force from Mo Tingjun, the rope collapsed and broke...

He took off his pajamas and threw them directly out of the quilt. His hot body was pressed against her. Jian Anran's fingers were icy cold, and after a while, they became hot. The temperature was high, and a little sweat dripped on her forehead.

……

When Jian Anran opened her eyes, she saw a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. It looked like she was waiting for her to wake up. When he stretched out, she gritted her teeth hard to stop him.

She stretched out her hand and pushed his chest, and said vigilantly, "I haven't brushed my teeth yet!"

Early in the morning, he was actually able to talk!

Mo Ting hooked his lips: "I don't mind."

"I mind!"

"Then you go brush your teeth and let's continue." Mo Tingjun said as if it was a trivial matter, but Jian Anran's eyes suddenly widened, and he hummed softly: "I have to go to work after brushing my teeth."

"Then I'll take you there."

"unnecessary."

The discussion was fruitless, Jian Anran went straight into the bathroom, went out and went downstairs without waiting for Mo Tingjun after washing up.

Song Feng and Chen Xiao were a little surprised when they saw her coming down in a hurry, especially Song Feng asked, "Ma'am, why are you alone, where is the second young master?"

"He's in the back." After answering, Jian Anran got into the car and asked Chen Xiao to drive.

After Mo Tingjun came down, the people had disappeared, only the tail of the car was flickering.

Not long after sitting in the office, Wen Ai walked over to Jian Anran with a document: "Anran, check this document to see if there is anything to be changed."

"it is good."

Even if you don't want to listen to the director's words, you still have to listen!

So she obediently took the document, and pursed her lips slightly, but just when Wen Ai was about to turn around, she seemed to think of something, and put down another document: "An Ran, you can fix this document." Send it to the chairman later, and then make three copies of it, one for me, one for Sister Fang, and the other for you to keep.”

"it is good."

Jian Anran was still laughing, although she understood that this was intentionally teasing her, but so what, she was not surprised or angry, just walked calmly.

Zeng Lan watched from the side with straight brows, wishing she could jump out and curse a few times. Although Wen Ai's approach was very untechnical, it was also the most irritating. Now that she is the director, she can do whatever she wants them to do. Say no!
It's really disgusting to say the least.

What are you doing so proudly? Isn't it good luck?

Wen Ai didn't care how much hatred there was in Zeng Lan's sight, walked up to Zeng Lan, handed over a document and said: "Zeng Lan, this is your job, make a plan, and then there is this magazine's Take a look at the cover, and if you think there is anything wrong, you can tell me, and I will wait for you in the office."

"In addition, please send this document to Assistant Liang. There are six copies of this document, one for the documentary team, one for the sample department, one for the chairman, and one for me..." After finishing speaking After explaining this, Wen Ai turned around and returned to the director's office.

She twisted her waist, her buttocks were round and plump, and she looked really seductive. Sitting beside her, Wen Min snorted softly, and said lightly: "I just worked as a director for a day and looked down on others like this. How can we continue to work in the future?" Working here, I really feel disgusted when I see her!"

"Minmin, please keep your voice down, Shirley is still sitting here, maybe she will make a small report, and it will be bad for her to target you at that time." A female designer pulled Wen Min and advised, She is really good for Wen Min.

Anyone with eyes could tell that Wen Ai was deliberately targeting Jian Anran and Zeng Lan, and they didn't want Wen Min to be treated like this.

Even though Wen Min has a bad temper, she is still the boss they recognize.

Wen Min turned her head and glanced at the woman: "Do you think I will be afraid of that woman?"

"No, that's not what I meant!" The woman waved her hand, wanting to explain, for fear that Wen Min might misunderstand herself, "Minmin, I really didn't mean that, don't get me wrong."

Wen Min was a little irritable: "Okay, okay, don't be nervous, I know you don't mean that."

Only then did the woman calm down, while Wen Min bent her beautiful lips, glanced at the direction of Jian Anran and Zeng Lan, tapped her fingers and the keyboard, and felt that this company... seemed to be getting more and more interesting, but I don't know Wen Min When will Ai come against him?

Now it's only aimed at Jian Anran and Zeng Lan, so what about her?

And when is your turn.

This is an unknown, Wen Min withdrew her thoughts, women's scheming is really scary, these days she has been studying, and she is constantly plumping herself up, and will try her best to calm herself when encountering things.

When Jian Anran looked this way, Wen Min just lowered her head, and the eyes of the two did not meet. Zeng Lan raised her eyes and said with a smile: "Do you feel that someone is looking at you?"

"Ah."

"Wen Min."

"Ah."

The conversation between the two was like this, and then they quickly rushed to the work at hand. Wen Aike was also very good, and directly handed over complicated documents. I don't know what she was thinking, so relieved of the two of them?
Aren't you afraid that they won't tell you what to do and do it right?

Wen Ai sat in the office, looking at the backs of Jian Anran and Zeng Lan through the transparent glass, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, lowered his head, and drooped his eyelids to cover up the dim light.

These days, Jian Anran is very busy, and Zeng Lan is also very busy, how busy are they?
Go to work to read documents, read contracts, copy contracts, hold the computer to design styles after get off work, watch fashion week videos, and talk about my feelings the next day, and also talk about my feelings and the future development of the company .

In fact, this has nothing to do with them, but Wen Ai is just looking for trouble, so he likes to come like this, making the two of them now one head and two older.

Seeing that Jian Anran was so busy, Mo Tingjun couldn't help asking, "Can't you rest?"

Jian Anran didn't want Mo Tingjun to worry, so she hurriedly raised her head and smiled: "It's okay, it's the end of the year, so the company is busy, and there will be a holiday in a while, so there will be time to rest."

Mo Ting frowned, his beautiful eyebrows were all wrinkled together, and he pursed his lips: "An Ran, if you lose weight like this, I will feel bad."

"Husband..." Jian Anran blocked Mo Tingjun's words, and yelled softly, lingering fiercely, with some signs that made Mo Tingjun's bones numb, "I'm fine, but if you continue to disturb me, I think something will happen It's..."

Mo Tingjun's eyes were passionate, but when he heard this, he quickly lowered his eyes and smiled slightly: "Then I will accompany you."

He took out his computer and started some video conferences at this time. Song Feng was also woken up from the bed by Mo Tingjun, hurriedly put on his pajamas, and then called one by one. People have objections.

Song Feng spoke a fluent foreign language, and said concisely: "Second Young Master said that the video conference will be advanced. I wonder if you have any objections?"

The assistant over there hesitated: "Why is the time advanced?"

Hearing such a rhetorical question, Song Feng frowned slightly, but in the next second he heard the human voice over there: "Who is calling?"

"Song Feng."

"whats the matter?"

"He said that the second young master will advance the meeting." After the assistant finished speaking, the person over there seemed to be a little surprised to pick up the phone, and there was a burst of noise: "Hello, tell the second young master that I am free anytime, anywhere , let him take the video over."

Song Feng eased his brows and eyes, and reported the situation with Mo Ting. As soon as the video conference was connected, there was a surprised sound from the person over there. He was a standard foreigner with blond hair and blue eyes, and he looked very good-looking.

He sat on the chair exaggeratedly, and clapped his hands: "Second Young Master, if I remember correctly, it's already late at night with you, I don't know what made you advance our video conference?"

Mo Tingjun leaned against the side, smiled lightly, and the next sentence almost made the other party half dead with anger: "Sorry, I didn't say that the meeting was ahead of schedule, I just wanted to chat with you."

"Pfft-"

The person over there almost spit out a mouthful of blood, his eyes widened, he seemed to want to complain, his fingers kept beating on the table, and after a long while he said: "Second Young Master, I have some doubts about my Misheard."

"You didn't hear me wrong at all." Mo Tingjun's tone was still light, but it made people sound a little annoyed.

The corner of the man's mouth twitched, and he stretched out his hand to hang up the video, but he seemed to see Mo Tingjun leaning against the head of the bed, so he couldn't help being interested: "You should be ready to fall asleep like this, come talk to me now , what's the matter?"

"I heard that you got married before, but now it seems that you are staying alone in an empty room?" The man touched his good-looking face, his tall nose moved slightly, and said in amazement: "Just tell the truth, Are you dissatisfied with your desires, so you want to ask me how to teach you?"

Mo Tingjun didn't say a word, just listened to the other party's words, his aloofness was completely exuded, and the other party pretended to shake his shoulders: "I said you came to find me for the video, not me, can you do it?" Clear up the situation, tell me something!"

"Langer, you are the only one over there?" Mo Tingjun was finally willing to move his lips.

Lange snorted softly, leaned back on the office chair, and showed a lazy posture: "Why am I not alone in my office?"

"You're right."

Lange blinked suddenly, his beautiful blue eyes looked a little treacherous at this time, he patted the table, and said coldly: "I order you now, change the direction of the computer video, I want to see you Is there anyone around here!"

"Yes." Mo Ting didn't move, but he honestly explained clearly that there was indeed someone beside him, and it was a woman rushing to work.

Lange's eyes lit up, and his face was full of cunning: "I want to see who the woman next to you is. If it's not for my sister-in-law, I can report to her!"

"is her."

"There is no evidence for what you say!"

"I have the final say." Mo Tingjun's still lazy tone made Lange catch his heart anxiously. He stretched out a finger and begged: "Just once, can't I just watch it once? My sister-in-law and I But I never saw each other.”

"No." Mo Tingjun stretched out his hand to pull the quilt, covered his chest, and watched Lange's every move.

Jian Anran was wearing earphones, as if she didn't hear the movement behind her, but in fact, she didn't hear it.

"Second Young Master, are you really so cruel and won't show it to me?" Lange raised his lips, "Are you still a brother?"

"she is mine."

"No one is robbing you."

"You're robbing now." Mo Tingjun was straightforward, and Lange's mouth twitched several times, his eyes flickered, and he waved his hand and said, "Well, it's okay if I don't tell you anymore, since I won't show it, then I'm about to hang up, someone is looking for it here."

Mo Tingjun stretched out his hand and cut off the video first. Lange stared at the blank page and couldn't recover for a while. He was just joking, and this man cut it off. What does it mean? I really want to give him I'm so mad!

At one o'clock, Jian Anran stretched out her hand, closed the computer and went to bed, and sat on the chair for several hours, causing her back to ache: "Good night, husband."

Seeing that she was so tired, Mo Tingjun was not willing to torment her, so he fell asleep holding her.

The next day, there was another scene like this, Wen Ai seemed to have countless things to do for the two of them, especially if Zeng Lan wanted to help, she would put Zeng Lan on a lot of tasks. the man's face.

But Jian Anran and Zeng Lan's tempers are not bad, if it were Wen Min, they would have blown up long ago.

Wen Ai withdrew his hand, and said with a smile: "An Ran, let's go back to work on this document today, and follow me to check the documentary during the day, and also check whether the quality inspection of the latest batch of clothes has been completed. The documentary needs a research and development People from the design department will go to see it, as far as your experience is concerned, you can come with me."

Speaking of this, can Jian Anran refuse?

No!

How could it be possible to refuse, and how could it be possible to refuse, Jian Anran stood up and followed behind Wen Ai: "What Director Wen says is what he says, I have no objection."

Wen Ai smiled, a few emotions flashed in his eyes, and kindly grabbed Jian Anran's wrist: "I knew Designer Jian was a reasonable person, how about we go together?"

Reasonable...

It's really a good adjective, but Jane Anran didn't like it very much, she took out her finger, pretended to go to get her bag, and said with a smile: "Director, you can also go to the office to get your own things, I'll wait for you here. "

Wen Ai looked at the palm of his hand, as if checking how dirty his fingers were, and finally muttered to himself: "It seems that Designer Jane still doesn't like me, and she pulled her finger away when I touched it. That really makes me sad."

Jian Anran smiled, and replied calmly: "Director Wen is joking, I've never thought about it that way, it's getting late, Director Wen, please hurry up."

She didn't think about it, she just affirmed it!

Really being touched by Wen Ai, goosebumps popped up on her body, she couldn't control it, and she didn't want to, but her body's physiological reaction was extremely honest, Jian Anran turned her head and pulled her lips lightly.

After saying hello to Zeng Lan, she walked to the door and waited for Wen Ai to come out. Zeng Lan was still a little worried, and stood up: "Do you want me to go with you?"

Let Jian Anran be alone with such a dangerous person, I can't let go of that heart!
Jian Anran shook her head, rejecting this proposal, because Wen Ai would never agree, she would only find more work for Zeng Lan, making Zeng Lan breathless.

Wen Ai was holding a bag and wearing a down jacket, passed Jian Anran's side, and walked away with her head up. That lofty posture was very pretentious, but no one dared to say anything bad. He is now a director and has the capital .

Jian Anran stared at Wen Ai's back for a while, Wen Ai's walking figure was not similar to Liu Wei.

Liu Wei walks carefreely, but Wen Ai is a bit of a slut, reflecting that kind of enchanting figure. If the two are the same person, how did Wen Ai change, and how could the change be so great?

"Ding——" the elevator door opened, but there was no one inside. Jian Anran and Wen Ai walked in, pressed the bottom floor, Wen Ai straightened his clothes against the reflection of the elevator door, and finally closed them own hair, said: "Jane Anran, do you think I'm targeting you?"

"What did the director say?"

Wen Ai stroked her hair, and said with a smile: "I didn't say anything, since you don't think so, then I'm overthinking."

"Director..." Jian Anran called out.

Wen Ai turned around and said a little coldly: "What's wrong?"

"Your button fell off." Jian Anran still had a very calm tone, lowering her head and staring at her toes, as if she wasn't the one who spoke just now.

Wen Ai quickly lowered her head, and saw that a button on her chest had fallen somewhere. At this moment, the place was white, which made people salivate. She stretched out her hand to cover her chest, and quickly covered it with her coat.

Fortunately, it was not exposed too much, and fortunately no one else saw it, otherwise it would be really embarrassing.

"Thank you."

With a sound of "ding", the elevator door opened. Wen Ai walked out of the elevator first, followed by Jian Anran. The sound of high-heeled shoes rattled in the ears of the two of them, which was clear and sweet. As soon as they walked out of the door, Chen Xiao walked away quickly. come over.

"Ma'am, where are you going?"

"Going out to work." Jian Anran answered very quickly, because Wen Ai actually quickened her pace when she saw Chen Xiao, as if she didn't want to give the two of them a chance to talk, and Chen Xiao didn't ask any more questions, He hurriedly walked behind Jian Anran.

Wen Ai paused. A car was coming this way and stopped in front of the two of them. The driver opened the door and said respectfully, "Miss Wen, slow down."

She sat on it, thought for a while, and said pretending to be sorry: "By the way, I forgot to say, we are going to the studio this time, not a merchandising. It was a slip of the tongue when we were in the office just now."

"Yes, director." Jian Anran was neither angry nor surprised, because it was all within reason.

Wen Ai pointed at the back seat of his car: "Still in the car? Are you disliking my small car, or me as a person?"

Both of these are unreasonable, so Jian Anran had no choice but to get in the car and sit next to Wen Ai, while Chen Xiao knew that there was no place for her in the car, so she turned around and ran to her car to sit down, fasten her seat belt, and be ready anytime, anywhere Follow the two people on the other side.

"Let's drive and go to Weisen studio."

"Yes!" The driver was still respectful, and started the car without asking any questions. Wen Ai saw this situation from behind, and hurriedly followed, fearing that someone would accidentally lose him!
Wen Ai was restless sitting in the car, opened her bag to touch up her makeup, took out a limited edition lipstick and drew in front of the mirror, pursed her lips, and said with satisfaction: "Anran, why don't you give yourself Make the painting more beautiful? Be careful that you will be disgusted by your husband."

"He won't dislike me."

"Are you so sure?" Wen Ai almost wanted to sneer, but he still came back to his senses, didn't say a word, touched his cheeks with a powder puff a few times and said: "Sorry, I lost my temper, but seeing you are so confident, I want to I just want to hit you instinctively."

"The director really likes to joke." Jian Anran didn't raise her head, and didn't look at Wen Ai when she was talking.

Wen Ai sighed slightly, as if feeling a little emotional: "An Ran, you are really an enviable woman with a successful career and a husband who loves you."

"..." Jian Anran didn't answer, she didn't want to get entangled in this question, if Wen Ai was a smart woman, she wouldn't continue to ask about her private life.

No, it shouldn't be that she is a smart woman, because Wen Ai can tell at a glance that she is extremely smart!
"An Ran, how do you get along with your husband?"

"Director, I'm sorry, this is my private matter, and I hope you don't ask me." Jian Anran replied coldly, her eyes shot coldly for the first time!
"Private matter..."

Wen Ai seemed to be chewing on the words just now, his face was covered with a layer of frost, and he frowned slightly, Wen Ai said: "Then it's my fault, I shouldn't ask like that, sorry, An Ran, I just I couldn’t help but want to ask, because I don’t know why, I just want to know the little bit of people—privacy.”

Talking to himself, as if he didn't need anyone to answer, Wen Ai looked out of the car window, and the bottom of his eyes stretched out, hiding viciousness.

Jian Anran couldn't see it, but instinctively felt that it smelled dangerous.

The car stopped at the studio, and someone immediately came out to greet him. This studio is the most well-equipped and largest in Kyoto. It is considered to be Weisen's private property. It is not far from the company, and it is set up not far away.

"Are you the new director? Hello, my surname is Yu and my name is Jasmine. You can call me Yu Moli. I'm the person in charge here. If you need anything, you can contact me." Yu Moli stretched out her hand, around 28 years old In the middle grades, there are some wrinkles on the corners of the eyes.

But not deep, very shallow, and a very beautiful woman, her eyes are bright and dark, she looks like an old man who has experienced the world, and she must be extremely smooth in doing things.

Wen Ai stretched out his hand: "My name is Wen Ai."

"Director Wen." Yu Moli chuckled, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became even stronger: "You are the youngest director I have ever seen. I really admire you for having such achievements at such a young age."

People like nice words, so it is absolutely right to say nice words!
After Yu Moli greeted Wen Ai, she found Jian Anran: "Who is this?"

Wen Ai smiled: "This is Jian Anran from our design department, designer Jane."

Yu Moli stretched out her hand, "Hello."

"Hello." Jian Anran greeted. Yu Moli felt that Jian Anran looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she saw her. In the end, she simply stopped thinking about these messy things. This time, she mainly wanted to satisfy Wen Ai.

The rest are just transparent people.

"Director Wen, please come with me now."

She took the lead and walked in front first, Wen Ai didn't say anything else, just followed behind step by step.

Chen Xiao stopped the car, just in time to see Jian Anran's back, pulled out the key and ran straight away, only heaving a sigh of relief after catching up with the figure.

Wen Ai's tone was a little displeased: "Designer Jane, not everyone can enter the studio!"

The name changed from Jane Anran to Jane Designer...

Obviously, Wen Ai was very displeased, and even turned his eyes to Chen Xiao, and said in a cold voice: "Are you bringing this person in because you are afraid that I will eat you?"

Chen Xiao lowered her eyes: "It's not that Madam is afraid that you will eat her, it's that I am afraid that you will pull some tricks!"

(End of this chapter)