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Qiao Qiyang closed his eyes and remembered that Lanxi had once said that she had obtained the source of this advertising design idea, and increasingly felt that this was a conspiracy, a huge conspiracy.

Qiao Qiyang's cold eyes were filled with a trace of ruthlessness. He said in a hoarse voice: "you TMD, get away from me..."

This woman, cheap enough to make him sick.

With that, he hung up his cell phone and left it in the car.

The last sentence, let Yan Mu ran a woman again feel the feeling of being humiliated.

She hung up the phone trembling, and her bloodstained eyes swept to her own territory. Her hatred grew stronger and stronger. She hoped that this time's words would be useful. Qiao Qiyang was not stupid. He could think of what to do to save Mu Lanxi, but the key was whether he would really do it.

Fingers trembling, clenching mobile phone, Yan Mu ran a pair of desolate eyes looking out of the window, eyes into war.

She can't just stay in Los Angeles.

Even if it has fallen into this field

Even if she is very clear that mu Yanchen has already known what she has done in those despicable and evil things!!

But she is still not willing to Not reconciled to their own whole four years out of the heart out of the lung pay so destroyed!

Yan Chen

The name was silently recited in my heart, and the pain was irresistible.

……

Now the taxi has arrived at the airport.

In the back of the mirror, Chou Yang's lips were closed, and he saw that his mouth was just closed.

Just at the moment of sleeping in the car, he suddenly thought of the scene that he met Mulan River for the first time in C city that year.

It's very strange, maybe she became too inconsistent with the memory, so he didn't remember this scene for a long time.

But suddenly, he realized that she was the kind of person who could abandon all or even life for some things.

Cold eyes droop, he took out his wallet to pay: "don't look for it."

Drag simple luggage to get off the car, a cold and unruly stand at the gate of the airport, he also made a decision in his heart.

Mulanxi, I think I really love you.

Otherwise.

I Qiao Qiyang has never been so crazy for anyone.

***

when I returned to city a, it was already early in the morning, the sky was bright, but it was freezing.

Not in a few days, a city seems to be under a few autumn rain, more and more cold.

As soon as the phone was turned on, countless phone calls and text messages came in. Lan Xi looked at it and even had the phone number of song Minhui's office. She was run over a little red by her white face, which was unnatural. She turned around and gently hugged the man beside her.

"Later you go back first, I will go to the company to deal with some things, and I will go back to accompany you in the evening." Mu Yan Chen also holds her, long finger gently rubs her hair, slow voice says.

Lan Xi's heart trembles!

He has to deal with things? Yes?

"You've been on a plane for a long time. Don't you take a rest and go again? What's so urgent? " She asked, looking up.

Mu Yanchen drooped her eyes, and her bewitched eyebrows and eyes drooped, and she printed a kiss on her forehead: "darling. I'm used to it. "

The busy rhythm never gives him time difference, let alone rest.

Lanxi is slightly distressed, but in view of someone in the front seat of the car, she dare not dare to be intimate with him any more. Mu Yanchen stares at the flickering light in her eyes, gently raises her jaw and kisses her, and fastens her in the moment when she trembles and wants to retreat. Thin lips silently toss on her soft lips, and then covers the whole, prying open the two pieces of softness and swallowing her beauty.

Lan Xi was dizzy by the sudden and stimulating passion of stealing touch.

The car slowly stopped at the bottom of her apartment.

"Mr. mu, here we are." The man in front said in a deep voice, not looking at the rearview mirror.

Mu Yanchen loosened her lips and patted her back brain: "go home first."

Lanxi steals a trace of soberness from his lethargy. His face is red and his voice is low: "elder brother I want to talk to you

As for the plagiarism, she didn't need him to stop it for her. She knew there was no way to stop it.

Mu Yanchen deep eyes look into her Wang Qingquan, and indifferent sweep open, kiss her forehead: "go back."

It looks like he doesn't have time to listen.

Lanxi's face was even redder. She knew that muyanchen company had more than one thing to do. If she entangled her again, she might be affected. So she obediently turned to get out of the car. At the moment of unscrewing the door, his big hand stretched out from behind to stop her.

Lan Xi looked back at it.

Mu Yanchen took off the coat on his body, and folded her in his arms tightly, which helped her open the door.

Lan Xi is ignorant and subconsciously pulls his clothes and gets out of the car.

The moment the car drove away, she saw mu Yanchen's cool and thin eyes as if looking at this side, and coldly moved away, as if looking at her back——Lan Xi turned to see that in the morning, there was a person standing downstairs of her apartment.

Gently frown eyebrow loosen, Lan River calls a way: "Schoolmaster!"

This sound, some dependence, but also some grievances, as if for a long time did not see, a lot of things are overturned in general.

Ji Heng saw her, but the corners of his mouth naturally began to smile.

"Back?" He asked.

"Well, I just got off the plane here! How do you know the exact time? You are Are you waiting for me here Lan Xi looked at his back, he was driving a car to come, but he just stood outside waiting.

"Before long, branda told me the time," Ji Heng smiles, still elegant and gentle, but with a trace of sadness in his smile, "won't you go up?"

The eyes collided with him, and the light of Lanxi's eyes was dim. The pear vortex in the corner of his mouth tried to emerge: "I'll go up!"

As they walked upstairs, Lan Xi's mobile phone rang. She took it out and saw that it was the company's phone. She hesitated for a moment, but did not dare to answer it. Her face reflected on the marble wall ran over a trace of pain.

Ji Heng patted her on the shoulder in the back and stepped forward to help her press the elevator floor.

Lan Xi felt a trace of gratitude for being understood. Seeing the elevator floor, she suddenly thought of something. Her face was red and she raised her eyes and said, "schoolmaster, I I left here in a hurry, so I didn't clean up at home. Maybe... "

It may be a little messy, some not clean, and even

There are also traces of her entanglement with mu Yanchen.

Ji Heng Xu took her waist and walked into the elevator. He threw a soft look in his eyes: "are you afraid I can't see it?"

Lan Xi was facing his face and couldn't help laughing.

Yes, there will always be a person in the world who will let her really have no objection at all.

However, can she not let these people who love her be disappointed??

Thinking about it, my eyes were slightly moist.

Walking into the house, the residual warm breath came to his face. Although the air was not very fresh, Lan Xi was warm in his heart. He came into the door and said to him warmly: "come in, schoolmaster. Don't change your slippers!"

Ji Heng smiles and glances at the layout of the room.

It's almost the same as what she did when she moved in, except that the water cups and tea sets have become double, with one pillow on one side on the long sofa, and some magazines on the bookshelf of stock, finance and military news.

Just flipped over, Lanxi has turned on the water dispenser, heated the water, and brought it over with a cup.

Ji Heng took it and said, "I already know what happened to you in Los Angeles."

Lan Xi hands a shake, the cup nearly fell to the ground.

Water eyes raised, there is a trace of warm water vapor, she picked up a ugly smile: "should not only be you, the company should know it?"

Ji Heng looks at her eyes and feels uncomfortable. Don't open your eyes and walk over to sit on the sofa: "director Qiao didn't come back with you?"

"William said he would stay another day. I don't know what he really wants to do." Lan Xi, with a dim face, went to grab a pillow and gently held it in his arms and sat opposite him.

Ji Heng held the water cup and said, "Lan Xi, didn't you go through with your brother's ditch? What should I do about this matter?"

Why don't you ask me if I'm creative

"I brought you out by myself. What about you? Don't I know?"

"Then you should also see the comparative creativity of the two sides. There is no difference at all. Sometimes even I don't believe it. The more I look at it, the more I feel that I have seen this work in advance. Otherwise, how could it be so similar?"

Ji Heng stopped and gazed at her face: "Lan Xi, are you not confident?"

Lan Xi eyes light suddenly a quiver!

Her face was pale, and she hugged her pillow more tightly. After a long time, she raised her face buried in it. She said in a hoarse voice: "my brother is not so black and white, and the cooperation with the company is also business. You should know that if the design can not satisfy him, it will never be adopted. Whether I am his sister or not, work and emotion are two different things."

Ji Heng finally understood after listening for a long time.

A touch of bitterness bloomed on his lips. He said, "are you afraid that if you lose the lawsuit and you are charged, he will no longer like you because you are tainted?"

Lan Xi was shocked!!

She almost blurted out how naive it was to refute Ji Heng's idea, but when she looked into his eyes, she suddenly felt a little guilty, and her eyes dodged and she didn't dare to look at him!!

Ji Heng laughed and said, "Lan Xi, you are so naive."

Lan Xi was a little angry and grabbed a soft pillow and threw it at him!

Ji Heng didn't hide. Anyway, it didn't hurt to hit him. But he always felt that the soft one hit him in his heart. His heart was very painful. He gently took a breath of the strong breath of two people in the room. Ji Heng was afraid that he would not be able to stand it again. He said, "Lan Xi, I'm here to tell you that if you really want to have a court session, you can have nothing to worry about If you want someone to testify about the true copyright of your previous work, you can come to me - if I can help you. "Lan Xi looked at him, slightly moved in his heart and nodded.

Ji Heng looked at his watch: "it's late. I have to go to work. Do you want to go with me?"

At the thought of going to the company to face so many questions, Lanxi had a headache. He was deeply buried in his pillow. After a while, his small face was pale and lifted from the inside: "I really don't want to go..."

But she also smile, sad and strong: "but still go together."

Lanxi, you said, to face.

She got up to change her clothes. Suddenly a message came from her mobile phone. Lan Xi leaned over and took a look. It was sent by Xiao Ke. There were only a few simple words in the message, but she was shocked. Her hand shook and almost dropped the phone to the ground.

Ji Heng noticed her abnormality.

"What's the matter?" he asked

Lanxi even began to breathe unsteadily.

After a long time, she raised her eyes, her face was pale and she said in a hoarse voice: "schoolmaster, I..."

"I don't have to go to work again from now on."

***

accompanied by a huge roar, the plane made an arc in the sky.

Qiao Qiyang was afraid that he would come back too late.

Long distance flight, TMD is killing people.

Out of the airport, there are stiff muscles and bones. Sunglasses reflect the sunlight that stimulates the eyes. However, the temperature of sunny city a is still chilly. Qiao Qiyang turns on his mobile phone, and dozens of short messages and missed calls come in.

He was too lazy to pay attention to the front, turning over the latest content one by one. When he saw that email notice, a handsome face suddenly turned white!

He hardly believed what he saw.

The hand trembled slightly, opened the address book, called song Minhui is a private mobile phone, who knows how many times to call in the past is impassable.

Finally, he called the assistant to the president and finally got through.

"And my mother?" He asked in a cold voice.

"Qiao Shao, chairman song is in a meeting..."

"You can ask her to answer me immediately, or you can explain to me by yourself what's going on!" Qiao Qiyang incised his teeth.

Assistant pauses: "Qiao Shao, the chairman has written clearly in the email..."

"Know what?" Qiao Qiyang sneers and interrupts her, "even if I can't figure out something clearly, how can she say it clearly?? You remember to tell her that I won't go home tonight, let her keep the house and go for the rest of her life to see if she is very relieved! What do you say? "

Assistant one urgent: "Qiao Shao Little Joe? "

The sound of "Dudu Dudu" from the opposite side proved that Qiao Qiyang had hung up the phone.

Cold as ice eyes with murderous look around him, he just feel his back is cool. He wants to see Mulanxi more than now. He doesn't know how to start to see the situation when he met her a few years ago. She was still clear in the dark at that time, and her eyes were absolutely determined. Maybe that was the reason why he was attracted to her.

***

at the moment, the atmosphere in digland York's large conference room -

began to turn grim from the afternoon.

When William received the notice from the front desk and went to the president's office to inform mu Yanchen, he felt a little surprised. Even he didn't expect that Mr's action was so fast that they arrived in China with their front feet. When the line of people came in with noble breath, William's eyelids jumped!

There are many people coming from the other side, but the most important one is the one in the middle.

The man with black hair and brown eyes, as strong as a European, is actually of European American and Asian blood. William knew this man for a few years. In fact, Mr media and diglan York do not have much intersection in business. However, the intersection of Mr media and diglan York has become more and more serious in the past two years. It is not without reason that Mr media has begun to be hostile in some fields.

As for that reason, William felt ridiculous and did not want to mention it.

When they were ushered into the meeting room, they were clearly in the eyes of the man with black hair and brown eyes. William drew a sneer and nodded politely.

Walking out the door of the conference room, William knew that today was a tough battle.

Fortunately, Mr's spearhead is directed at digland York, rather than directly at Mulanxi. It should even be said that she is an innocent victim in the whole incident, because the reason why Mr is so tough is not really because she plagiarized her creativity, but because there are other reasons.

"Mr. mu, here comes the man." William went in and said slowly.

Mu Yanchen glanced at the project planning document in his hand, moved his eyes indifferently and threw out a neat word on the desk: "change."

William's eyelids jumped, put the case away, waiting to go back to inform the person in charge of the project.

"Mr. mu, there is one more thing..." William saw that he had got up cold and was about to go out, and said in a hurry behind him.

"What?" Mu Yanchen opened the door with a fierce and vigorous manner, and her eyes were cold as ice.

"Your friend Mr. Nie sent an appointment two days ago. He is now in city a and will leave tomorrow. Since you were on business in Los Angeles two days ago, you were not informed. I wonder if you have time to see him today."Mu Yan Chen slow down the pace, frown.

"Why did he transfer his call to you?" He wondered, why didn't Nie Mingxuan call him in person?

William's face embarrassed: "the last time your private number changed, only miss Mu and I could call in, so..."

Mu Yanchen suddenly remembered that there was such a thing.

"I'll get back to him." Mu Yanchen's cold eyes flashed a trace of softness and went on to the conference room.

William followed.

"Mr. mu," William's low voice kindly reminded him, "Fu Qingming is also in it. He, a prince of shareholders behind Mr, could not interfere with the company's external affairs. I'm afraid he's here for you."

A word seems to remind mu Yanchen, some old things also slowly come to mind.

A touch of suffocating cold flash through the deep black eyes, mu Yanchen indifferently do not open his eyes, opened the door of the conference room.

……

"In fact, it's not impossible to have peace talks," the man with black hair and brown eyes crooked his lips and grinned. His cold brown eyes were full of the murderous air of hawk Falcon version. He pushed a letter of agreement. "Mr. mu, if he agrees, will sign on it. Mr. will withdraw the case within three hours. What do you think?"

The atmosphere on the field was slightly tense.

The two sides were silent. William took the agreement and looked at it. He turned pale.

Following mu Yanchen for ten years, he has seen the big storm, but he has never seen such arrogance and absurdity. He can't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth, "pa" can't help but drop the agreement back!

- let mu Yanchen take 50% of digland York's industrial equity in Los Angeles as a chip to suppress this matter. Why doesn't he go to death??

Man wantonly pick eyebrows, smile bigger: "why, Mu always do not want? Oh Then I have to doubt the sincerity of the other party's peace talks. Mr. mu, if you want me to withdraw the lawsuit to protect digland York's reputation and the safety of the young female designer, this condition should not be too big, do you think? "

Muyanchen is still and elegant, leaning on the seat, as if watching a one-man play.

The man with black eyes and brown hair licked his lips and laughed more evil and wantonly: "in fact, the matter of general manager Mu is very simple. After all, it is not your company's idea. It is enough for you to let your partner and person in charge come out and bear the consequences. In the United States, such a crime is not light or heavy. It is just for young people to buy a lesson. Don't have such dirty and disgusting actions next time Isn't moving the best of both worlds? Why, the admiration is not willing? "

"Oh I seem to have heard that, "the man nodded suddenly, smiling evil." the designer seems to be the lover of Mr. mu, isn't he? "