The ceo's doting wife

Shen Yaxin, who had just entered, had already noticed Song Yueming sitting near the window.

Song Yueming saw her and smiled at her.

After she sat down, Song Yueming picked up a bouquet of noble tulips from her chair. The mixed red and white tulips gave a visual impact. She was stunned.

"This is for you." Song Yueming whispered softly.

For Yaxin, even though he had already left school, he was still so warm and tender to her.

"Well... Thank you." Shen Yaxin had no choice but to accept it.

"By the way, because I don't know what you like to eat. I haven't ordered yet. Look at the menu first." He handed her the tightly made menu.

"Okay." Shen Yaxin looked at it and casually ordered a few dishes.

After ordering, the drinks were served early before the dishes were served.

She stirred the cup of scented tea, even if she lowered her head, she could always feel his gaze. She had deliberately avoided it, feeling a little embarrassed, so she had to take a sip of scented tea.

The tea had a pleasant fragrance and a sweet floral fragrance that spread over the tip of her tongue. It was really good.

"Yaxin!" Song Yueming said.

She had to look up. "What's wrong?"

"Besides reminiscing about the past, I have something to ask you in person." Song Yueming hesitated and watched her speak slowly.

Shen Yaxin didn't quite understand what he said. He blinked and asked, "What is it?"

"You and Li Hanchuan," he said hesitantly as he stroked the edge of the glass with his long fingers. "Is that true?"

Shen Yaxin's heart was in a daze. His eyes dimmed and he quickly replied, "No, he's just my boss!"

"Really?" Her answer was completely out of Song Yueming's expectation. He seemed to see hope, and his eyes - the bottom of his eyes lit up, and the inside bloomed - like colorful fireworks, and his hands subconsciously held hers.

Shen Yaxin looked at him in surprise and shifted his gaze to his hand.

"I'm sorry." He also noticed that his reaction was too excited and quickly withdrew his hand, explaining, "Yaxin, I actually chose to come back this time, mostly because of you."

"No," Shen Yaxin refused decisively. "Senior, I think you need to figure something out."

"What is it?" Song Yueming's smile lightened.

"I have always treated you as a senior. No matter before, or now, or even in the future, nothing will change." Her eyes were sincere and she spoke frankly.

"Why?" Song Yueming's face flashed with disappointment, "Can't you just give me a chance?"

He didn't understand why she wouldn't give herself a chance if she and Li Hanchuan weren't together.

Hearing this, Shen Yaxin smiled. "What about you? Why can't you give Bingbing a chance? She loves you so much. She's been in love with you since college."

She really felt sorry for Bingbing. Woman, sometimes you really can't be too infatuated. Otherwise, in the end, it's only yourself who suffers.

"My heart is already filled with a person. How can I open my heart to other people?" As he spoke, the corners of his lips flashed with bitterness.

She understood what he meant and said vaguely, "Love is a matter of two people. It can't be forced."

"So I'm asking for your opinion now. If I get your permission, I'll..."

"Senior, I'm sorry." She shook her head firmly.

In order to sever a relationship that shouldn't have happened, people often have to act straightforwardly.

When they were young, the dishes were served.

Song Yueming looked at a dish that had all the colors, flavors and flavors, but had no appetite at all.

Shen Yaxin saw that he did not move his chopsticks, and she did not move her chopsticks. She sat there quietly, thinking about her own things.

A little, Song Yueming said, "Eat, or the food will get cold."

He picked up his chopsticks and gave her a piece of spicy shrimp.

Just as she was about to say no, he pretended to be joking and said, "Did you reject me and not even have the honor to eat a piece of spicy shrimp I picked up?"

She - xia zi felt embarrassed and shook her head. "No."

"Try it. The most famous dish here is this spicy shrimp!" Song Yueming took a piece of it himself. When he saw that she had eaten it, he lowered his head and began to eat it.

The taste was crispy and crispy, spreading the faint aroma of meat. It was really good.

"How is it, not bad?" Song Yueming asked as she watched her finish eating.

"Mmm, it's mild and strong. It's really good."

"Eat more if you like. The environment and the taste of the dishes here are all good." Song Yueming picked up another dish for her.

Her smile froze - then, without saying anything, she continued to eat in silence.

At the end of dinner, as the two of them were eating fruit, Song Yueming suddenly said, "Yaxin, I hope you don't hold a grudge against me for what I said tonight. Even if you can't be a lover, I hope I can take care of you, just like my brother, okay?"

She swallowed the last piece of orange, the sweet Guo Xiang filling her mouth, and the cold juice sliding down her throat.

She thought for a few seconds and nodded.

After dinner, she had to rush home to make up the drawings and refused Song Yueming's other proposal to drive home.

Shen Yaxin, who came out of the parking lot, looked at the stars with a long sigh, holding a bunch of tulips.

The wind whistled past her, so cold that she shrank her neck, pulled up her light gray scarf, and walked quickly into the apartment.

"Ding -" the doorbell opened, and Shen Yaxin, who stepped out, rummaged for the key to his handbag. The clanking sound of the key echoed along the long walkway.

She suddenly slowed down and looked at the tall figure standing in front of her house in surprise.

At this moment, he had already taken off his business suit and was wearing a long flaxen coat, which not only increased his figure, but also made him more and more tall.

Li Hanchuan had already seen her, especially the dazzling tulip in her hand. Who gave it to her?

"Where have you been?" Shen Yaxin stopped and Li Hanchuan asked.

"Dinner with friends." She didn't want to explain too much. She was too tired to speak.

"Is it still popular for friends to send flowers to dinner?" Li Hanchuan snorted and followed Shen Yaxin into the room.

Shen Yaxin pricked his ears at his words, but was too lazy to waste time with him. He walked to the entrance and changed his shoes.

Seeing that she didn't pay attention to herself, Li Hanchuan came out from behind her again coldly. "You don't have time to take care of Mu Chen, so you're going on a date with an old flame!"

Shen Yaxin glanced at him. "It's none of your business."

"Will you be home tonight, purely by accident, or is the old flame still waiting for you downstairs?"

"Li Hanchuan, can you keep your mouth shut?" Shen Yaxin didn't look too good, so he turned around and hit the flower hard on him.

A beautiful arc of tulips was thrown into the air, hitting his handsome face and landing on the ground.

"You..." Li Hanchuan was a little surprised by her actions. When did she become so rough, she felt a tingle of pain on her cheek, a touch of her hand, and she actually bled.

Looking at the wound on his face, Shen Yaxin also felt that his hand was a little heavy, and his tone was slightly lighter. He explained, "I just had a meal with senior Song Yueming. It's not as dirty as your thoughts."

After that, he walked in without looking back.

However, li hanchuan grabbed his arm just a few steps away.

"What?" Shen Yaxin frowned.

"You hurt me?" He pointed at his face.

Shen Yaxin pursed his lips and said, "It's just a little injury. You, a big man, have the nerve to pursue it?"

"I just want to pursue it. What's the matter?"

Li Hanchuan was also a bit of a rascal, but she was really tired. She took out a hundred yuan from her purse and stuffed it into his hand.

"Go buy your own medicine and ok bandages. I don't have any at home." A little tiredness appeared between her brows.

"My face is worth 100 yuan?" He - his face was a little angry. Tonight, she went to dinner with another man. If he wasn't angry, that would be fine. But now she's just treating him like that?

"100 Yuan, more than enough to deal with that little wound on your face."

Her delicate face was expressionless, but in Li Hanchuan's eyes, it became deadly indifference.

"Why don't you care so much about me?" His heart ached a little.

Shen Yaxin was looking at his face, but because his eyes were too hot, she simply looked away and said something to her heart, "I don't need to care about your status. Just go out and yell. Lots of women are rushing over."

"Shen Yaxin!" He was angry.

"If you're okay, just go!" She shook off his arm and walked in.

"Hmph!" He snorted, turned around angrily, picked up his coat, slammed the door and left.

"Bang -" the ground - resounded, and Shen Yaxin's heart trembled as well. A faint loneliness appeared in his indifferent eyes.

After slamming the door and leaving, Li Hanchuan angrily returned to his car, stepped on the accelerator and left.

He was angry, and very angry.

She knew that this was the first time she had ever seen him so angry with herself, even though he was usually not showing his emotions.

Looking at the back of the arrow leaving, her heart actually regretted a little, but now it was useless to regret. She shook her head and could only focus on her work!

...

The next day, the sky was filled with a bright, golden glow, giving people a warm visual feeling, even in this cold winter, but also focused on the heart of a warm.

In the room, the lamp was on, and the pale light reflected on her face, making her look even paler.

The quality of the previous night's sleep was not good, but last night, he had to stay up all night to catch up on the blueprints, and his face could not be any better.

He yawned lazily and held the frame in front of him. It was almost finished, and he was relieved at last. Fortunately, he could make it in time.

After packing up the new drawings, he looked at himself in the mirror and sighed helplessly. He reckoned that he would have to put on light makeup to cover the dark circles under his eyes.