It suddenly started to snow outside, and was blown by the wind, and soon the car windows were filled with it.
Zhuo Jian was also surprised by this snow situation, but the matter was important.
She asked, "What am I busy with?"
"Try wedding dress, take wedding photos, hold weddings!"
“…”
He said it simply, but the scene of him and Ruxiang taking wedding photos popping out of her mind. She glanced at him unhappily, and then looked out the window silently: "I can't."
"Don't I have to stare at you here and wait for you to come out?"
Fu Yanye didn't talk nonsense and asked her again.
Zhuo Jian was confused, what does this mean?
"Get out of the car, someone is waiting for you."
Fu Yanye said again. The wiper in front was moving, and she saw the person waiting for her from behind the thin layer of snow.
Zhuo Jian opened the seat belt, but before getting off the car, he couldn't help but say to him: "I really won't try out the wedding dress, and I'll take wedding photos."
And I will definitely leave in the afternoon.
Zhuo Jian thought to run away as soon as the show ended.
When Fu Yanye saw her and Li Yuqing walking up the steps, the car quickly left the TV station.
She doesn't want so many things, how can she follow her in everything?
——
Li Yuqing and she went into the office and delivered the coffee she had bought long ago to her desk.
Zhuo Jian looked at the cup of coffee and smiled slightly, saying to him: "I won't drink coffee recently."
“No coffee anymore?”
Li Yuqing doesn't quite understand.
"Yeah! Stop!"
Zhuo Jian nodded and admitted.
Li Yuqing was still a little confused, but nodded subconsciously: "Then I won't drink it. What do I want to drink? I'll buy it for you."
"I don't want to drink anything, let's prepare for it first."
Zhuo Jian said.
"I'll leave in the afternoon?"
Li Yuqing saw that it was Fu Yanye's car coming to see her off, and thought she didn't want to leave anymore.
She and Fu Yanye obviously live together.
Especially with a scarf wrapped around her neck, you can imagine why.
Zhuo Jian lowered his head and looked at the cup of coffee and said softly: "The class is always over."
Li Yuqing didn't say anything else, just looked at her a little lost.
Soon Zhuo Jian started to put on makeup and quickly recorded the materials.
Yang Yi came to find her, and the two of them chatted for a while, and then went to the studio on time.
She didn't even take off her makeup after get off work and wanted to escape from the back door.
As a result, just as I ran out, I saw a black high-end sedan in the heavy snow.
That was the driver in Fu Yanye’s office building, and she was not unfamiliar with it.
"Mrs. Young Madam, the President asked me to pick you up."
The driver is young and polite.
Zhuo Jian walked slowly, thinking about how to say that he was going to another direction.
"Did he say something?"
Zhuo Jian asked.
The driver humbly lowered his head, "No, but it should be a good thing."
"I want to buy something first, you, wait for me here?"
Zhuo Jian felt that she was approachable and natural enough.
"The president said you were asked to get on the car right."
The driver was still very polite, showing a look that she told him not to make things difficult for him.
So, Zhuo Jian was taken to his office building.
It was snowing all over the sky.
She stepped in the snow, and every step she took, there would be a sound.
Even her heart began to make unusual sounds.
Wu Fei was waiting for her at the door, and nodded politely when she saw her: "Mrs. Young Madam, please."
Zhuo Jian lowered his head and walked in with her.
The two of them entered the president's special elevator. Zhuo Jian turned his head and looked at the snow curtain outside, his heart sinking again and again.
When it reaches the top, it is white and transparent.
Until he entered his office, Zhuo Jian saw Fu Yanye standing with a middle-aged man.
The two of them heard the sound of the door opening and turned around at the same time.
Zhuo Jian stood at the door wearing a black coat, and naturally pulled the bag strap in front of him with both hands, facing them obediently.
At least to them, this girl looks very well-behaved.
Wu Fei closed the door from outside.
There were only three people left inside.
Fu Yanye didn't come forward, but just called her: "Come here to introduce you to the boss of JY Studio, Mr. Jian."
Mr. Jian?
Zhuo Jian walked forward with conditioned reflex and nodded: "Hello."
"Hello Mrs. Fu!"
The person called Mr. Jane stood in front of her and smiled slightly, doing less on her.
Zhuo Jian felt a little uncomfortable being seen, although his glance ended soon.
"Mr. Jian is one of the best wedding dress designers in China and has won many awards internationally."
Fu Yanye continued to introduce it.
Zhuo Jian felt a little sad when he heard the word "wedding".
He wants someone to make her wedding dress?
"Mr. Fu only gave me one week, so Mrs. Fu has to cooperate with me."
Mr. Jane told her.
Zhuo Jian listened and looked at Fu Yanye.
All her words in the morning were in vain?
Fu Yanye glanced at her faintly, then raised his hand: "Let's sit down and talk about it."
After chatting together for a while, the designer left, and only two were left in the huge office.
Zhuo Jian looked at him with inquiry, and he didn't seem rude, but he was just curious.
"You especially want to have a wedding, don't you?"
Zhuo Jian confirmed with him.
Fu Yanye looked up at her, "Yes!"
"I have an idea."
Zhuo Jian continued.
Fu Yanye looked at her with deeper eyes, leaned into the sofa, and said to her: "You said!"
"Whether it is me or Lin Ruxiang, they are actually people you have known since childhood. We are both too familiar with you, but there is actually nothing new. Why not find a beautiful strange girl?"
"What's the meaning?"
"Isn't it romantic to like a strange girl who interests you, pursuing, dating, and getting married?"
"Do you want to meet other men and get married?"
It was not the first time she said this. Fu Yanye couldn't help staring at her, really trying to pounce on her and bit her to death.
"I don't refute you to say that. We have known each other for so many years. What's the point of being together?"
Zhuo Jian asked him.
After hearing this, Fu Yanye didn't say anything, but just took her hand and pinched her ring knuckles.
Zhuo Jian felt it hurt and wanted to get it back.
But Fu Yanye tightly pinched her finger and said, "You have to let me get tired of you first."
“…”
Zhuo Jian became frightened. What else did he want to play?
"When we hold a wedding, after a while, or I will be really tired of it, we will meet new people when the time comes."
When Fu Yanye saw that she knew she was afraid, he reminded her in a deep voice.
Zhuo Jian lowered his eyes and looked at her fingers that he was pinching, then looked up at him again.
Probably because of the three-year-old generation gap.
Therefore, they can't communicate.
Zhuo Jian gave up and thought to himself that if you don’t talk nonsense to him, you should find an opportunity to run away!
Soon, Wu Fei knocked in and said, "President, the reporter is already in his seat, just waiting for you and the young lady to come."
Zhuo Jian turned his head and looked at Secretary Wu standing at the door, and his mind buzzed. What?
"knew!"
Fu Yanye said lightly, then took her hand.
Zhuo Jian looked at Fu Yanye in confusion: "Why are there reporters?"
He looked at her with dark eyes, clearly word by word, "This wedding is bound to be grand."