"She is getting married, does she have a lover? Nonsense!" But Gao Zhiyuan had no choice but to obey the orders of this "princess" as a son-in-law.
Gao Ziyin went back to his room without even looking back and sat on the bed.
She stared blankly ahead, the sunlight growing dimmer and dimmer, as if most of her life had just passed by.
Feng Jin entered Gao Ziyin's room. Gao Ziyin didn't even raise her head, and was immersed in her own emotions.
"Where have you been these days? Why do I feel like you're half dead?" Feng Jin sat on Gao Zinyin's bed.
"Mom——" Gao Zinyin murmured.
"Um."
Gao Zinyin raised her head and glanced at Feng Jin. She had originally thought that Jiang Yancheng and Feng Jin were very similar, both of them were cunning.
Gao Zinyin suddenly became very weak. She went over, hugged Feng Jin's waist, lowered her head and started crying.
"Why are you crying? Are you unhappy? Don't you like him? How can you be unhappy even though you like him?" Feng Jin asked again, lowering his head to wipe away Gao Zinyin's tears.
Gao Zinyin just kept crying, crying for no reason and crying very loudly.
Jiang Yancheng went to the car rental company to return the car. The remote control assistant booked a plane ticket for him in China. It was already evening when he boarded the plane, but he booked a first-class seat, so it didn't interfere with his rest.
After getting on the plane, Jiang Yancheng looked at France again and felt inexplicably irritated.
On the plane, half asleep, he wanted to hug her sideways, but when he opened his eyes, he saw a big man sitting next to him. Jiang Yancheng almost vomited. He turned sideways towards the window, and then he really started to feel nauseous and wanted to vomit. The flight attendant came over and said, "Sir, are you okay?"
"It's okay." Jiang Yancheng said.
He fell asleep again in a daze, and when he woke up, he found that there seemed to be tears in the corners of his eyes. But he had nothing to worry about, so why was he crying?
He has never cared about anything. Nothing can touch his heart. Everything passes through his heart. Why should he shed tears?
If you cry for a woman, that would be even more ridiculous.
Finally, he comforted himself that he must have caught a cold last night.
They had already arrived in Fengcheng, but Jiang Yancheng hadn't started to pack his luggage yet. Actually, there was nothing much to pack, so he just sat in his seat until the flight attendant reminded him that he had already arrived in China.
When I returned to my home, I felt like something was missing.
After taking a shower, he went to the company, where a lot of things were waiting for him.
Jiang Yancheng dealt with them one by one, still the same decisive and efficient CEO Jiang at work.
The assistant didn't notice anything different about Jiang Yancheng, nor did he know what Jiang Yancheng was doing in France these days, so he left such an important meeting.
"Is there anything else?" Jiang Yancheng raised his eyes and asked.
"That's all, President." After saying that, the assistant went out.
The door closed gently.
The huge president's office was once again filled with silence.
Jiang Yancheng leaned back on the chair.
He felt as if an era had ended.
When he went to France, he was full of energy and ambition.
He thought that no one could stop him no matter what he wanted to stop.
He thought he could accomplish anything in the world.
When he closed his eyes, he could see Gao Zinyin, naked, sitting on him, moving up and down.
There was paper and pen on the table. He picked up the pen and wrote two words: Qingqing.
As if he was afraid that others could see through his thoughts, he did not write any extra words.
That day, Jiang Yanyuan came to his company and saw the words "Qingqing" and joked, "Yancheng, what family's daughter's name is Qingqing? Do you want me to tell you? You're not young anymore, and it's rare to have someone in your heart."
"The green sunflowers in the garden, the morning dew waiting to be dried by the sun. Cao Wei's "Viewing the Sea", so, third brother, what are you thinking about?" Jiang Yancheng stared at Jiang Yanyuan with a sharp gaze.
"Okay, it's your third brother who is meddling. Our Yancheng will probably never be subdued by any woman in his lifetime, right?" Jiang Yanyuan asked again.
"It depends on whether I'm willing or not." Jiang Yancheng said casually.
Gao Ziyin is also very busy in France, very busy, and she deliberately keeps herself busy day and night.
But what is coming will come.
About a month later, Jiang Yancheng saw that the cold winter was about to pass and spring was about to come. Everything began to break through the ground, showing vitality.
Gao Zinyin began to feel like vomiting. She knew who it belonged to without asking.
Feng Jin saw it and did not persuade Gao Zinyin to have an abortion. Instead, she was quite happy.
I have said it before, it would be best if Jiang Yancheng could make the deal a done deal.
Now it is not only cooked, but also has results.
However, these two people did not contact each other during this month.
What does the bottom think?
Cheng Yan probably felt depressed after the blow he suffered at the hands of Feng Jin last time, and he never came to see Gao Ziyin.
"Are you pregnant?" Feng Jin asked Gao Ziyin, "Pregnant before marriage?"
Gao Ziyin nodded.
"Will you keep it?" Feng Jin asked again.
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