in the next few days.

Pei Jin goes to the villa in the suburbs every day and brings ninety-nine flowers from pink roses to blue roses.

Miss Jiang was always dissatisfied. She muttered a few words, but after a while, she happily took the vase and put the roses in it.

When the roses wilted, she hung them up again to make them into dried flowers.

Jiang Yan lacked inspiration today. She squatted on the ground and compared the fabrics. Her eyes were dazzled by the sight, and she still felt that she was almost feeling something.

The doorbell rang relentlessly, and she stood up angrily and walked out.

After a while, Jiang Yan came back with a large bouquet of champagne. She was exhausted. She looked at the dried flowers on the balcony and called Pei Jin.

When the call was connected, she made a preemptive strike and raised her voice: "I knew you were impatient. Now it's just a formality. I want to break up with you!"

In the past, Pei Jin sent it himself, but now it is not sincere to ask others to send it.

"My mistake." Pei Jin admitted his mistake immediately and explained with kind words, "I really don't have time today. The Yin Group is going to hold a board meeting, so I wrote a card."

Jiang Yan bent down to get the card. She recognized Pei Jin's words at a glance. He first expressed his apology and then praised her.

She originally wanted to make something out of this, but now she felt like a deflated ball and couldn't get angry anymore.

Pei Jin is so scheming.

Jiang Yan thought for a while and was unwilling to let him go: "You are so annoying, I will never spend it again!"

It takes a long time to hang, and by then there will be too many dried flowers and there will be no place to put them.

"Okay." Pei Jin responded quickly.

Jiang Yan heard that he was in a good mood and hung up the phone angrily: "Goodbye!"

Pei Jin is just a guy who doesn't understand taste.

In Jiang Yan's view, Jiang Ming asked her to marry Pei Jin just to let Pei Jin suppress her. If she proposed to terminate the engagement, the entire Jiang family would come forward to kill her.

Either she had to make a fuss, and Jiang Ming might be furious with her if she made a fuss. Only Pei Jin said he wouldn't marry her, and the Jiang family couldn't say anything.

Just wait, Pei Jin will beg not to marry her!

Pei Jin looked at the hung up call, curled her lips slightly, put the phone away, and walked to the conference room.

At this time, Father Yin and Mr. Yin were also in the conference room, but Father Yin did not like Pei Jin and even hoped that his son would never be found again.

When he married Yin's mother, it was a family marriage. Yin's mother died in childbirth when she gave birth to Pei Jin. Pei Jin was lost when she was less than two years old. In the same year, Zhang Xianglan became pregnant and married into the Yin family.

There were too many grievances and grievances in it, and I thought it would be over, but unexpectedly, after Pei Jin came back, Mr. Yin transferred part of his equity to him.

Pei Jin has her own company and is the president of the Jiang family. She holds many positions. After joining the Yin family, her influence far exceeds that of Yin's father.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Yin's father has no great ability, and Yin Rui is not a businessman. Only Pei Jin is highly valued by Mr. Yin, and is likely to inherit the Yin family in the future.

At the meeting, Pei Jin rejected the investment plan proposed by Yin's father. Yin's father was furious and stopped him after the meeting, with a livid face about to reprimand him.

Pei Jin had no expression on her face, didn't take him seriously at all, and calmly answered the phone.

Miss Jiang learned that he had finished the meeting and started making trouble at the other end. She was already in his office and emphasized that she had been waiting for a long time and if she didn't see him again, she would be angry.

"I'll go back right now." Pei Jin ignored Father Yin at all and walked towards the elevator.

"It's almost getting dark," Jiang Yan, who had just arrived in the office, muttered.

Pei Jin: "My fault."

"It's your fault, of course it's your fault." Jiang Yan sat on the sofa, her secretary brought her juice, and she hung up the phone arrogantly.

In the past, Pei Jin would only ask her calmly if she knew she was wrong, but now it is rare to hear him say that he was wrong. This feeling is not bad, and it is indeed easier to use her girlfriend's status.

Jiang Yan's depression because she couldn't draw a manuscript was relieved a lot. She took her mobile phone and started posing for selfies.

She looks at herself in the camera, changes the angle no matter what, and takes photos at will. She doesn't even need to retouch the picture. She is really a natural beauty.

Beautiful people are always favored in various ways.

Jiang Yan took several photos, and each one was so beautiful that it was really hard to choose. She chose the nine-square grid, added text, and posted it on WeChat Moments.

In the photo, she has red lips, white teeth, and fair skin. Her face is even more charming, and her almond-shaped eyes are curved into crescents. She looks so pleasing to the eye.

Xu Siling was the first to like it and commented: "So beautiful, my treasure."

Facing the compliments from her best friend, Jiang Yan accepted it with peace of mind and blew a kiss.

Mother Jiang: Who is this beauty?

Jiang Yan replied: It’s your Yanyan./shy/

In just a few minutes, there were more than a dozen likes. Whether you are in the study abroad circle or the upper class circle, anyone who knows Jiang Yan knows that this young lady has a little bit of creativity and is not a fan of the world.

But as the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, she is charming, charming, and a little genius in the women's clothing design circle, so she really doesn't need any fireworks in the world.

Jiang Ming has no intention of letting her take over the business. He has already deposited more property in her name than she can spend in several lifetimes. He only hopes that she will live happily throughout her life.

In a sense, she has capital.

The likes kept increasing, but there was no reply from Pei Jin because Jiang Yan had blocked him. When she posted to Moments, she would think about whether Pei Jin could see it. If she couldn't let him see it, she would have to post without him.

That grouping.

From childhood to adulthood, Pei Jin has been her shadow.

She was caught by him, scolded by him, scolded by him, preached by him, pulled by him for extra tutoring, even for the physical education test of the high school entrance examination, Pei Jin could pick her up at six o'clock and go for a run.

Pei Jin has been domineering over the years and suppressed her severely.

Jiang Yan once again firmly believed: she must not marry Pei Jin, it would be a sea of ​​​​fire!

Pei Jin returned to the office carrying Jiang Yan's favorite sushi, and saw her squinting her eyes and glancing at him up and down: "Bring me your phone!"

She didn't believe that there was no secret in Pei Jin's cell phone.

I heard that the most taboo thing for men in love is to check their mobile phones, because they do not give each other space and freedom, and they also feel guilty.

What kind of freedom of space? Pei Jin has not given her freedom in these years!

Pei Jin didn't say anything. She walked to the table carrying the sushi and handed the phone over naturally, and thoughtfully unlocked it with her fingerprint.

Jiang Yan looked at the mobile phone that was easily accessible, and suddenly there was nowhere to vent the anger he was brewing: "..."

She had no choice but to lower her head and pretend to check.

Pei Jin took out her favorite sushi and handed her the chopsticks: "What do you want to see?"

"Don't talk." Jiang Yan pouted and opened his WeChat.

The chat window with her was pinned to the top, followed by various internal company groups and secretaries. After scrolling down twice, it was a year ago.

Good guy, nothing.

Not willing to give in, she checked through the recent calls. Most of them were between the secretary and Jiang Ming, and occasionally Mr. Jiang.

So boring.

Jiang Yan thought about it for a long time, and finally opened the photo album, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

They were all her photos, and they were all taken by her with his mobile phone. As she kept scrolling down, Jiang Yan gritted his teeth and pushed the phone in front of Pei Jin: "Why do you still keep this photo!"

That was a photo of her on her seventeenth birthday, with her face covered in cake cream and crying so ugly.

Pei Jin reached out to take the phone over. Jiang Yan saw the various guarantees she had written and gritted her teeth: "Pei Jin! I want to break up with you!"

Those are all her humiliating history.

"Eat something." Pei Jin said.

"Don't try to change the subject, I -" Jiang Yan opened her mouth wide, and then she was fed something cold. She instinctively bit it and found that it was her favorite sea urchin ice cream.

The anger dissipated immediately.

Pei Jin suppressed her laughter and gave her a piece of sea urchin sushi.

"Humph!" She was vague and maintained her last stubbornness, "I will never forgive you."

Jiang Yan's cheeks were bulging, and Pei Jin felt like a little squirrel, or like a little cat when he was angry. He opened his little paws and tried to "oow", pretending to eat people.

When the two of them returned home, it was during the rush hour after get off work and the traffic jam was severe. Miss Jiang never had much patience, so she started to lose her temper with Pei Jin in the car.

Pei Jin felt that she still looked like a little tabby cat, and the little tabby cat was very aggressive. She sat in the car with an arrogant look and snorted several times.

"You're not angry anymore. How can you eat when you're full?" Pei Jin stopped the car, looked sideways at her, reached out to touch her head, and couldn't help pinching her cheek.

"How disgusting you are." Jiang Yan pursed her lips and reached out to pat his hand, but Pei Jin quickly stopped and missed it, and her mouth was full of soy sauce.

"I hate it." Pei Jin's chest trembled slightly and she stretched out her hand, "Didn't you say you wanted to set up a studio? The office building in Building 2 of Friendship Mall has three floors, and the location is also very good."

"Which three floors?" Jiang Yan's attention was diverted, and he patted his palm lightly and hard.

As a designer, her dream is naturally to establish her own brand.

Pei Jin: "Twenty-three to twenty-five. I will take you to see it tomorrow?"

"Okay then." Miss Jiang reluctantly accepted.

The next day.

When Jiang Yan went downstairs, Jiang Ming and his wife had already gone out. Pei Jin came from the living room and had breakfast with her.

"I don't want to drink soy milk today." Jiang Yan said to Pei Jin.

"Drink some milk." He poured her a glass of milk.

Jiang Yan: "I want to drink milk coffee."

The servants were all gone, so she asked Pei Jin to make milk coffee for her. It was so difficult to serve.

"I'll make it for you. Can you drink some milk first?" Pei Jin put the milk in front of her and asked softly.

Jiang Yan: ""

She is not willful yet, why doesn't Pei Jin act according to common sense?

After a while, a cup of milk coffee appeared in front of her. Pei Jin sat down again and gave her a small steamed bun.

After Jiang Yan finished breakfast, she lingered upstairs, putting on makeup and changing clothes, which usually took a long time. This time she was struggling, so it took even longer.

She had already thought about it. If Pei Jin showed any impatience, she would preach to him severely, just like he preached to her back then.

In the end, Pei Jin just stood up and said, "Are we leaving?"

He punched the cotton. Jiang Yan hadn't had a tit-for-tat confrontation with him for a long time. It was really uncomfortable.

When she arrived at the office building, she was very satisfied with the spacious and simple office space. It was just the location she was looking for, and everything fit so perfectly.

Jiang Yan looked here and measured, holding the drawings and sketching on the side, his eyes shining, running up and down, enjoying it endlessly.

Pei Jin looked at her, raised her thin lips, and her dark eyes were gentle, silently watching her every move.

"It's simply amazing." Jiang Yan stood by the guardrail upstairs, looking at Pei Jin downstairs, her voice sweet and charming, "I want to praise you, you are simply amazing, I want to be here

Use glass to make a partition, and make a row inside-"

She kept planning and looked excited.

It was rare for Pei Jin to hear her whisper coquettishly: "Give me the design and I'll find someone to help you decorate it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the person upstairs ran down again: "Really? Then I can save a lot of energy?"

Jiang Yan ran in a hurry. When she reached the last step, she leaned forward and almost fell down. Pei Jin's face changed drastically and she stepped forward quickly.

She jumped directly into his arms, bumped her nose on his chest, winced in pain, and moaned in accusation: "It hurts so much."

"Let me take a look." Pei Jin said softly, lifting her face up with worry on her face.

"It's all your fault." Jiang Yan's eyebrows were still furrowed. Seeing that Pei Jin changed her tone and showed concern for her, she climbed up the pole and said, "It's all your fault."

"Blame it on me." Pei Jin touched it with his fingertips.

"It's your fault." She moved her face, and Pei Jin wanted to touch it, so she bit the back of his hand.

Jiang Yan, who was born to be spoiled, has a natural skill. She is always able to sensitively grasp other people's emotions and indulge her own emotions and behaviors. She quickly climbs up the pole, becoming more pampered and pampered.

"Dirty." Pei Jin subconsciously raised his hand to slap her on the mouth. Before he hit her, she glared and threatened, "You dare to hit me."

When he was a child, if he provoked her, she would let him carry him home. If she got angry, she would lie on his shoulder and bite his shoulder, and then he would be put down. Pei Jin would be a little disgusted and hit her on the mouth with his hand.

"Is it dirty?" Pei Jin looked at her, who was so angry, and gently tapped her forehead with her fingers.

Rather than knocking, it would be better to say bumping.

Miss Jiang refused and complained: "I want to tell Dad that you are likely to commit domestic violence!"

Pei Jin didn't answer, turned around and walked out.

Seeing that he ignored her, Jiang Yan quickly walked over and jumped on Pei Jin. He immediately reached back and supported her, saying: "It's happening again." In fact, he was afraid that she would fall.

He went down and stood on tiptoe.

The person behind him wrapped his slender arms around Pei Jin's neck, and lay on his broad shoulders before he regained consciousness.

Jiang Yan couldn't remember how many years ago she last did this. Since she went abroad, she had very little time to come back. Every time Pei Jin came to see her, she always came with Jiang Ming's mission, which meant that preaching was indispensable.

She didn't feel comfortable even if she didn't argue with him, so she just liked to confront him.

Jiang Yan looked at Pei Jin's side face. She was so close that she could still feel his warm breath. She felt an inexplicable feeling of discomfort in her heart. Pei Jin's hand grabbed her leg again and she couldn't stop thinking about it.

Just because of this discomfort, she felt more at ease.

There was a square next to the office building. Jiang Yan was too lazy to walk around, so Pei Jin went to buy fruit tea for her.

She was bored and sat in the rest area nearby, blowing on the air conditioner, and was about to watch a few funny videos to relieve her boredom. As soon as her mood was transferred, a warm voice came from next to her: "Jiang Yan?"

Jiang Yan looked up and saw the bejeweled Zhang Xianglan standing in front of her, looking at her with a smile.

There are two rich ladies beside Zhang Xianglan, and the three of them made an appointment to go shopping together. Although Zhang Xianglan has a low profile, everyone respects her because she gave birth to Yin Rui. But recently, Pei Jin recognized her ancestor and returned to the family, and her status is

As soon as he fell into a disastrous situation, he quickly contacted a few rich ladies to try to establish a relationship.

Zhang Xianglan was so happy to see Jiang Yan here. On the day of Mr. Yin's banquet, Jiang Yan came specially to say a few words to her, wasn't it just to please her?

Jiang Yan is the only daughter of the Jiang family, and now she is pursuing Yin Rui. If the two families get married, won't the Jiang family belong to theirs sooner or later?

"Yeah." Jiang Yan responded perfunctorily and looked at the phone again.

Who is this?

She thought for a while and her eyes narrowed.

Isn't this the old mistress? The old witch who is aloof and thinks she has given birth to the emperor. She also wants to flatten her and round her up. The old green tea and drama queen behind Yin Rui's back are looking at her.

Just thinking about the plot in the novel, she was already getting angry. I wonder if she would tear this thing apart with her own hands.

Zhang Xianglan also wanted Jiang Yan to be attentive to her and give her face in front of the two rich ladies. Seeing the other party's attitude, she was confused. She suppressed her displeasure and forced a smile: "Why are you here alone? Yin Rui didn't go there today either.

Crew, you didn’t—”

"What does it have to do with you?" Jiang Yan was a little impatient with the dark phone and said in a rude tone, "You are so annoying."

As expected of Yin Rui's mother, she is equally annoying and chirping.

The two rich ladies couldn't help but smile sarcastically. Zhang Xianglan just said that the eldest daughter of the Jiang family was pursuing Yin Rui, and she was very involved.

People don't give me much face now.

Zhang Xianglan was immediately furious and wanted to save face, so she scolded her calmly: "Why do you talk like that? Your parents didn't teach you -"

Jiang Yan: "Is it your turn to educate me? Who are you?"

Zhang Xianglan's cheeks twitched with anger. Looking at the faces of the two rich ladies, her anger kept rising: "Speak with respect!"

Sheng Qianqian had to please her and buy her this and that. If she didn't agree, Jiang Yan and Yin Rui wouldn't be able to be together. In her heart, she already regarded Jiang Yan as the most likely person to become her daughter-in-law, so naturally

Lower her head and let her flatten and round it.

"Okay." Jiang Yan nodded after being taught. Zhang Xianglan's face softened a little, and he was thinking about how to educate her. Jiang Yan slightly raised his chin, slightly opened his red lips, and said word by word, "Who do you think you are?

"

Suddenly, the two rich ladies couldn't help but laugh out loud. Zhang Xianglan twisted her face in anger, uncontrollable anger surged to her forehead, and she raised her hand to slap them.

Before his hand fell, a harsh scolding suddenly came from behind: "How dare you try to hit her?!"

Zhang Xianglan froze when she saw Pei Jin with a sinister face.

"It's too much, too arrogant." Jiang Yan looked at Pei Jin who came to her and angrily urged, "Tear this old mistress's skin off!"

If Pei Jin only scared Zhang Xianglan, Jiang Yan wanted to kill someone.

No one knows when Zhang Xianglan and Yin's father hooked up. Anyway, the first wife died, Pei Jin was lost, and Yin Rui was born, so no one paid attention to it.

Jiang Yan's move was to expose this matter to the sun.
Chapter completed!