Liu An thanked her sensibly, and then raised his hand to Jiaojiao beside him.
Jiaojiao smiled sweetly, took off her schoolbag and handed it to Liu An, "Thank you, brother An."
Murong Xincheng carried Liu An's schoolbag, and Liu An carried Jiaojiao's schoolbag. I don't know when it became a habit.
The computer screen has been turned off, but Liu Ran still has a smile on her lips. Video chatting with her son every night has become her happiest moment.
Liu Ran lay down on the bed tiredly, but couldn't fall asleep.
I took out my mobile phone and browsed the web page out of boredom. The hot search list was filled with news about the Li Group.
"Li Jinyuan, Chairman of Li's Group, once again achieved great success and won the Beicheng project in one fell swoop without any effort!"
"The cold-blooded young master acquired eight companies in one night and became the largest leader in the domestic clothing industry!"
"Millions of beauties wore wedding dresses and held up banners outside the Li Group, saying that they would not marry anyone other than Mr. Li in this life."
"Master Li coldly refused to court his love, and millions of beauties left in tears."
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A year ago, there was turmoil within the Li Group. Just when everyone thought that Li Jinyuan would step down because of this, Li Jinyuan defended his position as president of the Li Group with 51% of the shares.
Sure enough, that man will not lose!
Liu Ran looked at the news on the Internet, shook his head gently, turned to the next page, and a photo popped out.
In the photo, Li Jingyuan has an expressionless face, but Yan Rou beside him is just the opposite, affectionate and happy.
Liu Ran glanced at it indifferently, threw the phone aside, pulled up the quilt, and slowly closed his eyes.
Gu Liangyan is dead, she is Liu Ran now, and everything in the past has nothing to do with her.
As night fell, under the moonlight, the gems on Liu Ran's neck were dazzling, but not as bright as the woman's dark eyes.
The next day, Liu Ran got up on time, took the bus to the magazine, and started a new day of work. In order to hide himself, Liu Ran here was no longer the talented designer admired by everyone, but became an extraordinary editor.
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Even so, Liu Ran accepted it happily.
A few days passed. Liu Ran was sorting out documents as usual, and suddenly his phone lit up.
Liu Ran glanced at the name on the screen, quickly picked up the phone and walked out of the office.
"Liu Ran, today is my birthday, and there will be a special banquet tonight. Can you help me design my look? I like..."
Bai Xinyao smiled shyly and continued: "The person you like will come."
"Okay, I'll arrive on time."
After the call ended, Liu Ran slowly put down his hand. Thinking of Bai Xinyao's excited tone on the phone, he shook his head helplessly.
Like? That feeling is so unfamiliar to her. I'm afraid she will never experience that kind of excitement when seeing the person she loves.
The spring breeze blew by, and Liu Ran took a greedy breath, adjusted his emotions, and returned to the office.
At night, after Liu Ran finished his work, he immediately rushed to the banquet location mentioned on the phone by Bai Xinyao and carefully designed a look for Bai Xinyao.
Soon, Bai Xinyao looked at herself in the mirror and covered her mouth in surprise.
The tight belt is too tight to be too tight. The smooth lines elongate the entire waist. The high collar shows off the slender neck, which seems to be exposed but not exposed, restrained and subtle, but charming.
Soul-stirring. The lake blue design makes Bai Xinyao's skin look fairer, smoother, and breakable.