Jiang Zhaoying, standing next to her, was laughing so hard she almost cried.
Her beautiful peach blossom eyes were brimming with crystal-clear water, but her laughter sounded like a monkey's cry: "Hahahaha, childish love, hahaha..."
Ning Qiluo puffed out her cheeks: "What are you laughing at? I have to coax my boyfriend, but you have to celebrate Singles' Day every year."
At first, Jiang Zhaoying only knew that Singles' Day was a shopping festival.
After he savored it for a moment, he exclaimed, "..." Holy crap!
Singles' Day is November 11th!
Ning Qiluo stuck out her tongue and made a face.
When she spoke to Jiang Yingchi, her voice was so gentle it was as if the wind could knock her over.
He roars like a shrew when he talks to Jiang Zhaoying!
Jiang Zhaoying was thoroughly humiliated. "I can't afford to mess with them, so I'll just go cool off somewhere else."
"snort!"
Before leaving, she gave a haughty hum.
Ning Qiluo ignored his arrogance and continued talking to Jiang Yingchi while holding her phone close to her ear.
Now she's learned her lesson and knows to ask Jiang Yingchi what he wants to hear.
For example—
"Jiang Yingchi, what did you have for lunch today?"
Jiang Yingchi told her one by one what she had eaten for lunch that day.
It was very detailed; Ning Qiluo even wanted to eat it.
She then asked, "Is the work hard?"
"No," he said.
She also asked, "Do you miss me?"
He did not answer immediately.
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line, and then I heard his deep, strong voice say, "I miss you. I can't wait to see you, hug you, kiss you, and tell you I love you."
On the other end of the phone, Ning Qiluo's eyes were already curved into crescent moons with laughter.
She said, "Me too."
"Also what?" he asked her deliberately.
Ning Qiluo's cheeks flushed instantly, and she said shyly, "I want to see you, I want to hug you."
"Anything else?"
He continued asking.
Ning Qiluo bit her lip, too embarrassed to say the rest of her words, and stammered for a long time without uttering a sound.
"Luo Luo, it's your turn to act."
Fu-zai shouted loudly from the other side.
Ning Qiluo replied, "Oh, coming." Then she quickly told Jiang Yingchi on the phone, "I have to film now, I'm hanging up."
"Um."
He responded and stopped teasing her.
Jiang Yingchi always waited for her to hang up first.
Ning Qiluo was about to hang up when, in those few seconds, she felt a sudden gust of wind embolden her. She put the phone back to her ear and said to him, "Jiang Yingchi, I miss you, I miss you so much. Every time I close my eyes, all I can think about is you."
She said it quickly, and as soon as she finished speaking, she didn't wait for Jiang Yingchi to say anything more.
I hung up the phone decisively.
Then, holding the phone, clutching her pounding heart, she breathed heavily.
Her cheeks puffed out slightly: "Oh my god, why did I say something like that? Will Jiang Yingchi think I'm being too enthusiastic? Hmm..."
...
Jiang Group.
This is the 49th floor.
Jiang Yingchi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his eyes still fixed on the phone in his hand, the smile on his lips never fading. His mind was filled with the words she had said to him at the end of the phone call, replaying them over and over again.
Every word is so clear.
It struck a chord in his heart.
My mood felt like I was floating on clouds, an indescribable joy and satisfaction.
Huang Zhuo knocked and came in. Jiang Yingchi had already put away her phone and turned around.
Huang Zhuo held a red invitation card and presented it to Jiang Yingchi with both hands: "President Jiang, this is a wedding invitation card sent by Qing Muhua."
Jiang Yingchi accepted the wedding invitation.
Huang Zhuo said, "Qingmu Hua wanted to meet you, but I declined as you told me, President Jiang. This time, he personally delivered the invitation, hoping that you, President Jiang, can attend his wedding on August 10th."
Jiang Yingchi looked at the open invitation.
The wedding date is August 10th.
Location: Holy Light Hotel.
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