spend the rest of my life saying i love you

Chapter 91 I'm Enough With You
The agent said cautiously over there: "Qiqi, you should stay at home these days and don't come to the company, and come out after things subside. If you have anything or need, you can call me, and I will send it to you by courier." Send it over."

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Aiqi couldn't bear it anymore: "What do you think of me as a plague?"

How ridiculous that she wouldn't even let her out!
The manager was a little displeased. Zhuo Aiqi used to be high-ranking and self-willed, but now she doesn't understand what's going on, and still yells, does she have any brains, and doesn't look at what she offended people.

If it wasn't for the Weibo post that was sent without her consent, could such a thing have happened?The agent also became more and more annoyed, his eyes were red, he gritted his teeth and endured it, and said with a smile: "Qiqi, just bear with it for a while, I promise you will get better after this time."

Zhuo Aiqi snorted: "If it's okay, I'll hang up, I won't go out for a while!"

In fact, she also knows what kind of treatment she will receive when she walks out from here. It is better to stay at home for a while, which is much better than being outnumbered when she goes out. Twitch a few times.

I couldn't help complaining a few words in my heart, and then I hired a public relations company to solve the matter, but I didn't expect that several well-known public relations companies would not dare to accept their business at all, and they knew without thinking that someone was playing tricks behind their backs.

When Song Feng received the report from the PR company, he couldn't help but sneer. Since he offended someone, he should be prepared to bear the consequences. If the PR company doesn't speak, who would dare to answer?Except for the eldest and third young masters in the family, who would dare to confront the second young master openly.

After this incident, Zhuo Aiqi's vitality was greatly injured, and the news was full of scolding, she didn't dare to read those comments, she wanted to smash things in anger, but Jian Anran was well known by the public because of this incident , Many fans also began to human flesh against her.

When she learned that she was a designer, she began to criticize the works she designed, and Wen Min would be ridiculed by Ling Yunjin every day when she met Ling Yunjin, which made her even more dissatisfied with Jian Anran. If it wasn't for Jian Anran, she and Zhuo Ai How could Qi end up like this?
There was also a lot of scolding under her comments, saying that she smeared Jian Anran. Whenever she saw those comments, she wanted to tear Jian Anran to pieces. This matter was all started because of her. Without Jian Anran, all of this would have happened. It won't be like this!

She hadn't contacted Zhuo Aiqi for several days, and she was a little worried. At the same time, she was afraid that Zhuo Aiqi would not have time to promote her new design.

"Wen Min, your complexion is so bad recently, did you eat bad stomach, or maybe you were sick?" Ling Yunjin leaned over, trembling with laughter, which was not at all similar to her previous elegant temperament, as if Like two people.

Wen Min glared at Ling Yunjin, and said with a sneer, "Don't be too complacent, it's not certain who wins this competition, although I have become like this now, maybe you will become like me someday, People can't always go smoothly!"

The meaning in the words is obviously ironic, and it also shows that I have only encountered setbacks during this period of time, so I became like this, but Er Ling Yunjin smiled indifferently, waved her hand and said: "I don't care if the wind is smooth and the water is smooth." Dare to look forward to it, but I just don't think it's as bad as... you are so unlucky."

Wen Min's eyes were red, and she stared at Ling Yunjin for a long time before suppressing the emotions in her heart, and then said: "Ling Yunjin, I don't want to play tricks with you now, I haven't forgotten that we have a competition in a few days, immediately It's almost time, I have to get ready!"

Based on your current state of mind, what good works can you prepare?
With a sneer in her heart, Ling Yunjin walked up to Jian Anran gracefully, and said with a smile: "Anran, are you ready? This competition is not far away."

"Well, it's almost ready." Jian Anran curled her mouth, put her fingers on each other, and smiled politely and distantly. In her eyes, Wen Min and Ling Yunjin are not vegetarians, they are the same kind of people, and they both have gloomy scheming...

If you don't pay attention, you will be stabbed in the back by them.

So you have to keep your heart in mind all the time when you talk, otherwise, you won't know why you are being treated as a robbery.

Ling Yunjin felt bored and couldn't find what she wanted in Jian Anran's body, so she turned around and walked to a chair to sit down.

On Saturday, the snow stopped unknowingly, but the sky was still gloomy.

Jian Anran woke up early in the morning. She did not forget what she was going to do today. Taking wedding photos is a big event. She was nervous last night. Just when she opened her eyes, she saw Mo Tingjun's tightly closed eyes. , as it turned out, he hadn't woken up yet.

She stretched out her finger, and was about to touch his brow, when he grabbed her finger tightly and stuffed it into the bed: "Sleep a little longer, don't catch a cold."

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, he retracted his arms, and lay down in his arms.

Half an hour later, Jian Anran and Mo Ting both went out, Song Feng and Chen Xiao had been waiting below for a long time, when they saw them, they quickly got out of the car: "Second Young Master, Madam."

Chen Xiao opened the car door and let the two of them in. Song Feng sat in the driver's seat.

The car came all the way to the shop where the wedding photos were taken. The shop manager stood at the door and saw the car coming, his whole body was a little stiff.

After the car stopped, the store manager rushed over quickly, and said in a humble tone: "Second Young Master, we are all ready."

The only thing missing is money.

Opening the car door, Mo Tingjun stretched out his hand to help Jian Anran out, and said with a smile, "Here we are."

Jian Anran put her fingers on his palm, and they entered the store together.

The store manager didn't expect Mo Tingjun to love Jian Anran so much, he was a little stunned, and couldn't help raising Jian Anran's status a few more levels in his heart.

I thought it was just a show, but I didn't expect such a small detail to be noticed. There is only one possibility, and it is true!
"Second young master, the cameraman is ready, and the makeup artist and designer are already on standby inside. When do you think we can do it?" The store manager followed beside him, reminding him softly, for fear that Mo Ting would be unhappy. color.

"Now."

The store manager quickly stretched out his palm and patted it in the air, and the store clerk quickly pushed out the clothes: "Second Young Master, these are all designed by you in advance. Madam, do you need to change them now?"

Hearing that it was designed by Mo Tingjun, Jian Anran's eyes flickered a few times, she glanced at the man beside her seriously, and tugged at the corner of his clothes. Mo Tingjun knew the doubts in her heart, and looked down at her, slightly He narrowed his eyes and said, "I will do what I promised you."

The corners of Jian Anran's mouth curled up quickly, but Mo Tingjun explained in a low voice: "I have the basics of drawing, and with the guidance of a designer, simple lines are not difficult."

It turned out to be like this, and before Jian Anran finished feeling, Mo Ting stretched out his hand and pushed her body, saying: "Go, change clothes, I'll go to the next door to prepare."

Jian Anran raised her feet and looked at the clothes. There were fishtail dresses and short ones, tube tops, off-shoulder ones, long sleeves, and sleeveless. There were six sets in total. There was also a Chinese-style wedding dress, She squeezed her fingers tightly, turned around and hooked Mo Tingjun's neck, and said with a smile: "Mo Tingjun, thank you."

Give her such an honor, thank him for doing this for her.

Mo Tingjun narrowed his eyes and hooked her lips: "I like that you use actions to express your gratitude to me."

Jian Anran didn't understand at first, but when she came back to her senses, she narrowed her eyes, clouds flew up on her cheeks, she put her finger on his chest, and then turned and ran away. Mo Ting laughed and turned into his own dressing room room.

It didn't take long for the two of them to change into their first set of clothes. The store manager said tremblingly beside him, "Second Young Master, do you want to shoot the exterior or the interior now?"

"Interior scene." In terms of exterior scene, she will be cold in this weather.

But before Mo Tingjun finished thinking, Jian Anran stretched out her hand and said, "Let's just shoot a set of exterior scenes, shall we?"

"It's up to you." Mo Tingjun smiled, rubbed her head and said, "I'll take a set of exterior scenes later."

The photographer was anxious standing by, and kept winking at the store manager, but how dare the store manager urge him, he just stood by and moved the corners of his lips, but did not dare to make a sound, Jian Anran took Mo Tingjun's hand , one stop forward.

In this way, the photographer said openly: "Now please ask Madam to lean over here, Er Shao's eyes remember to fall on Madam's face, yes, it is from this angle, but Er Shao please smile more Can you laugh?"

Take wedding photos, please smile!

Mo Tingjun narrowed his eyes, he was not suitable for smiling in front of so many people like this, and now he could not help but feel a little displeased, but when he thought that he was taking a wedding photo, he suppressed that emotion, and pulled out a smile. Come on with a smile.

But this smile still doesn't meet the rules in the photographer's eyes: "Second Young Master, you have to smile from your heart. If you can't smile, you can think about happy things, such as being with your wife."

In fact, Mo Tingjun is very good-looking when he stops there, even if he doesn't smile, it's enough, but the photographer really doesn't want to leave a groom who doesn't smile on his hand, so he can't help but say a few more words, but it's just him Talking too much scared the store manager so much that he almost wanted to hit the wall.

This is all about what, dare to yell at Er Shao like this, don't you know that this will only cause trouble for yourself!
But unexpectedly, Mo Tingjun was not angry. Instead, according to the photographer's regulations, after thinking about it, Jian Anran narrowed her eyes at this moment, stared at Mo Tingjun and said, "Mo Tingjun, you first purse your lips. , and then rise to a certain arc, look at me."

She learned to smile, her face was about to freeze, but Mo Tingjun raised her lips at this moment, and the photographer's eyes lit up, this is what he wanted!

"Madam, even now, please cooperate."

After finishing the first photo, the photographer added: "Your eyes, please be hotter, so that we can feel your feelings, that's it!"

"Crack-"

Several pictures in a row, Jian Anran changed from one set of clothes to another, feeling dizzy, her face was tossed a lot by the make-up artist, even her hair was changed several times, the last one was an exterior scene, today , Unknowingly, it began to snow.

The store managers found a good place, and the snow had accumulated a lot of heat. As soon as they left the store, Mo Tingjun stretched out his hand and hugged Jian Anran gently. When he arrived at the destination, he still hugged her. Hold on.

Suddenly, the photographer had an idea and said: "It's better to just shoot this set, manager, go get a blanket and let the second young master hug Madam with the blanket."

The blanket was also prepared long ago, Mo Tingjun stretched out his hand to take it, covered the two of them and said, "Is it cold?"

"It's okay." Jian Anran replied, she just felt very warm, whether it was from her heart or body, she felt the warmth from the bottom of her heart.

This is how Mo Tingjun feels to her. No matter when and where, he always thinks about her first, and his heart softens when he thinks of this.

The photographer took several pictures, and Mo Tingjun also kissed her suddenly at this moment, engraved on her lips, with an extremely gentle expression, which made the cameraman overjoyed, and immediately snapped a picture, while the rest of the people were stunned For a long time, I couldn't come back to my senses.

No one thought that the second young master would suddenly do such a blushing and heartbeating thing. Just now, he just kissed his forehead in the interior scene, but now he directly kissed his lips...

Chen Ling moved his steps, slammed the pestle at Song Feng and said, "Let me tell you, do you have anything to say?"

"Is there anything to say?"

"Don't you think the second young master is a little abnormal when he meets his wife, and he was so...gentle to the cameraman just now." Without rectification, it should be considered gentle, Chen Xiao thought in his heart, facing Song Feng's When he closed his eyes, he almost bit his tongue, and hurriedly asked, "Don't you feel this way?"

Song Feng just wiped away his tears, nodded and said: "Thank you, you can see that, in fact, since the second young master met his wife, he has never been normal, and when he talks about his wife, he will become abnormal, but this It's better not to talk to them, after all, it's a bit embarrassing to talk about it."

Chen Xiao responded again and again: "Song Zhu, in fact, some of what you said are based on facts."

"When did I speak without a factual basis?" Song Feng was surprised. Chen Xiao thought about it, and it seemed that there was no such situation, but it didn't matter. The important thing was that the second young master and his wife were kissing, and it should be the same now The shoot is perfect!
The photographer finally stood up, turned off the machine, and said, "Second young master, the photos are all finished, now you and your wife just need to take out the photos and hand them over to us for processing."

Jian Anran blushed, moved away from the corners of his lips, and walked over with her skirt in hand. After seeing the photographer adjusting the photos, she pursed her lips slightly. After the photos were selected, the few of them went home. She was so tired that her whole body was limp. After Mo Tingjun covered her with a quilt, she went to the study and began to read the documents.

When it was time for dinner, Jian Anran got up from the bed, made simple noodle soup, and cracked two more eggs. After it was ready, she knocked on the door of the study room, but there was no response from inside. After opening the door, she found Mo Ting They all fell asleep on the table.

Jian Anran conveniently brought clothes to cover him, but she didn't expect him to wake up, grabbed her hand and said, "Have you had enough rest?"

"I haven't asked you yet. If you are tired, go to your room to rest. You will get sick if you sleep on the table in this weather!" Jian Anran gritted her teeth, raised her brows, and quickly sorted out the documents on the table. He pulled Mo Tingjun up.

"I made noodles, and eating it now will also relieve the cold." Mo Tingjun was pulled up from the chair by her, did not refuse, followed her to the dining table, and the two tried it, and it tasted good.

"Anran." Mo Tingjun yelled suddenly, but the words that came to his mouth were swallowed back into his stomach.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to call you." Mo Tingjun brought the topic over, and kept holding the noodles between his fingers, but he couldn't help but feel a little dazed. If Ji Yaxuan hadn't found it on the wedding day, would she do it? Not the perfect bride?
Without the blessings of her relatives, no matter how optimistic and steady she is, it is impossible for her to be relieved. Mo Tingjun thought of this and didn't want to continue talking. He looked down at Jian Anran, and Jian Anran also felt that he had something to say keep it in your heart.

Tightening her fingers lightly, she said with a slight smile, "Ting Jun, no matter what, you are enough for me."

Mo Ting was stunned, raised his eyes and said with a smile: "An Ran, eat noodles, otherwise it will be cold."

In a blink of an eye, the day for the submission of works in the competition was approaching. After work, all the lights in the office were turned off, but a figure appeared from nowhere, walked to Jane Anran's desk, turned on the power and turned on the computer.

After clicking a few times quickly, she found that the computer was actually locked. She gritted her teeth and cursed: "Damn it, it's actually locked!"

She is not a hacker, so she has nothing to do with locks. After turning off the computer, she began to rummage through the things on Jian Anran's desk. Where is it!"

After more than ten minutes, the figure finally sat down on the chair, panting and said: "Oh, I didn't expect to be so defensive, and there is nothing on this table. Isn't it a waste of time to come here at night?"

Suddenly, the figure thought of something, stood up suddenly from the table, and began to search for things on other tables with the faint light of the mobile phone. She walked to Wen Min's table, and after a few flips, she found something design draft.

"This is the work she is going to participate in this time?" Yingying sneered, tore the design draft in half, turned on the computer, and found that there was no password, then called up the document directly, and clicked the delete button, which could not be recovered.

Then, she stopped by Ling Yunjin's desk, turned on the phone, found out the document and deleted it, then dug out the design draft, tore it in half and threw it into the same trash can!

The next day, work time.

Wen Min looked at the messed up table, and said coldly: "Who messed up all my things!"

No one answered, and no one stood up, which almost made Wen Min's nose crooked, and at this moment, a voice sounded: "Sister Wen, in fact, not only is your table messed up, but your table is actually messed up. Our tables are all in a mess, and we found something was wrong when we first came in, but after looking for it, we can rest assured that nothing was lost.”

Wen Min rolled his eyes, and checked his own desk, and after tidying up, he said: "No, I have a design draft that is missing!"

"What design draft?"

Someone asked nervously, Wen Min glanced at the person but did not answer, instead she looked at Jian Anran and Ling Yunjin's table, this made her narrow her eyes suddenly.

Ling Yunjin's desk was actually messy, while Jian Anran's and Xia Qingqing's desks were neat and tidy, they didn't look like they had been rummaged through at all. This realization made Wen Min clench her fists and walked to Jian Anran's desk. I looked at it for a while.

Jian Anran and Xia Qingqing haven't come to work yet, but the desk is so tidy, which makes people start to doubt, and a few traces of unclear emotions flashed in their eyes.

"Hey, Wen Min, what are you looking for this early in the morning?"

Ling Yunjin walked in, still holding a cup of soy milk, took a sip and was surrounded by her own people: "Yunjin, you can see what's going on by looking at your table!"

After saying that, that person stepped aside, Ling Yunjin looked towards her desk, and immediately said: "Who made this, is it you, Wen Min!"

Wen Min raised his eyes: "I don't have such skills yet!"

Ling Yunjin stopped talking, but saw Wen Min's position and said: "I said what are you doing standing there, but that's An Ran's position, your position doesn't seem to be there, right?"

It's okay if you don't say it, as soon as you say it, Wen Min said loudly: "Ling Yunjin, don't blame me for not reminding you, you should take a good look at your desk to see if there is anything missing!"

Ling Yunjin rummaged through it a few times, and immediately said, "I have a design draft missing, it's strange, I put it on the table last night!"

She searched carefully a few times, turned on the computer and looked at her files, and exclaimed: "The introduction of my entry has been deleted. Who did this! Stand up for me, is it you?" The people over there, Wen Min!"

As soon as Wen Min heard that all the information had been deleted, she rushed to her desk, turned on the computer and narrowed her eyes: "Ling Yunjin, I can tell you honestly, I didn't do it, and my information was also deleted Already deleted it completely without reservation!"

Ling Yunjin stood up, slapped her palm on the table with a "bang", and said coldly: "Wen Min, just tell me honestly, in fact, what you did is right, but you just don't want to be suspected, so you put yourself The data of all of them have also been deleted!"

"Ling Yunjin, don't spitting blood!" Wen Min said coldly: "We are accusing here, why not take a good look at how Jian Anran's table is so neat, and Xia Qingqing's, there is no trace of tampering at all!"

"You mean, they... did it?" Ling Yunjin narrowed her eyes in doubt, and said in disbelief: "An Ran and Qing Qing would not be that kind of people, because An Ran's strength doesn't need to do this at all, using such means to win Not glamorous at all...”

"Then tell me, what is this!" Wen Min seemed to have found something, squatting next to the trash can next to Jian Anran, stretched out his hand and pulled out the design draft that was torn in two, and said coldly : "This should be yours, but this one is mine!"

Ling Yunjin walked over, glanced at it full of doubts, her eyes were also startled at this moment, she gritted her teeth and said, "So what if it's mine, maybe it wasn't done by An Ran, but someone else wanted to plant it on her like this!"

Wen Min shouted coldly at this moment: "If you still want to believe that she didn't do it, I can't help it, but I will never believe that woman Jian Anran!"

With such a fact in front of them, it was a little surprising, and many people began to whisper.

After all, the current situation is really unfavorable for Jian Anran.

Moreover, she and Xia Qingqing haven't shown up yet, and their table hasn't been turned over yet. Everything like this points the finger at the two, maybe one of them, or the two colluding!
Such speculation formed in everyone's minds, and they couldn't get rid of it no matter what. Someone pulled Ling Yunjin's sleeve and asked tremblingly: "Yunjin, did An Ran and the others really do this?"

She seemed to be afraid that Ling Yunjin would be angry, so she spoke in a low voice when she spoke, and the voice she asked was so soft that only Ling Yunjin could hear it, but Ling Yunjin stared at the trash can, as if she was thinking about something, and never answered the woman's words .

The woman couldn't help tugging at Ling Yunjin's clothes again and said, "Yunjin, what are you talking about, could it be that they really did this?"

If it was really done by Jian Anran, then you must alienate Jian Anran in the future, otherwise you will not know when your work will be framed if it is destroyed in the future.

"What are you talking about? How could An Ran and Qing Qing do such a thing? No matter what you say, I believe them!" Ling Yunjin reprimanded, and now Wen Min also looked over, with a sarcasm on the corner of her mouth.

Her eyes were cold, and she was holding the design draft that had been torn in two: "Ling Yunjin, the facts are all in front of you, you still don't believe it, it seems that you were really deceived by a woman like Jian Anran, I didn't expect that you, my first opponent, would become like this, it really makes me feel pity..."

"you--!"

Ling Yunjin's popularity is not good, and I really can't agree with Wen Min's words.

People don't see through everything at a glance. People's hearts are so complicated, how can they recognize them at a glance? Even if Yunjin really misses people this time, it's just the first time. People's hearts are separated by belly. It was clear in a short time.

Besides, even if Ling Yunjin was deceived by Jian Anran and Xia Qingqing, it's not up to a woman like Wen Min to preach!
"What are you, do you want to scold me?" Wen Min walked over, looked coldly at the woman beside Ling Yunjin, and asked the other half to throw the design draft over: "Take it, this is something from your Yunjin, I don't want to be misunderstood!"

Wen Min clapped his hands, looked carefully at the trash can again, and stood in the middle like a pole until he couldn't find anything. The rest of the people didn't dare to make any moves, and stood there nervously, motionless.

Ling Yunjin pulled her lips and looked at Wen Min: "Wen Min, no matter what I say this time, I believe that An Ran and Xia Qingqing will not do such a thing. I believe in their character, and I am not deceived!"

Wen Min smiled sarcastically, glanced at Ling Yunjin, pointed at his head and said, "I don't think you've been cheated, but that you're seriously ill. Can you please think about it with your own brain? This is obviously You just don't believe the truth of the matter!"

"That's right, it's clearly made by Jian Anran and that Xia Qingqing, otherwise how could this ruined design draft appear in her trash can, and the tables of the two are so neat!"

Wen Min stretched out her hand to signal silence: "Actually, the most important thing is...their people haven't shown up yet!"

(End of this chapter)