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He did not immediately realize that Zhou Chen's face was terrifyingly gloomy, his eyes full of anger. He was worried that Lin Xuan would feel aggrieved and not be able to sleep.

He didn't answer the call. So he had gone to a concert with Xing Junjun. Lin Xuan, your heart is really big!

But in his rage, he seemed to have forgotten that Xing was not the only choice. It was just that working with other companies did not benefit him in any way.

There was a design department in the company, and they were troubled by a design plan recently. Although it was different from the clothing design, it still had some roots, and with her appropriate suggestion, the people from the design department felt that their eyes lit up, and second, they passed Xing Junjun a perfect design.

After receiving Xing Junjun's praise, they did not take credit for themselves. Instead, they interrupted Xing Junjun in the middle of the meeting and told him that the one who truly had the best idea was Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan, who was seriously taking notes, suddenly heard the words of the leader of the design department. He was stunned, he had only told them what he was thinking at the time, and did not contribute much.

"Huh?" He stopped writing and said, "I don't think I did anything." Very sincere.

"You didn't do anything, but you said something. But this is all because of you. Do you think I should thank you? " Another person from the design department stood up and praised.

Then, at the meeting table, most of the people's gazes were cast towards Lin Xuan, full of praise. Some people were jealous.

But who told them to be so powerful? What about opinions? He himself only had this many holes, it was already good enough that he didn't want to waste it.

Lin Xuan thought that since she was already a member of a large family, there was a need for her to do some things for this family, so she could obtain as many benefits as possible.

So she wanted to talk to Zhou Chen on Sunday. Hopefully, he could make some concessions and continue to cooperate.

Only, she did not expect that Zhou Chen would be as difficult to deal with as usual, nor that he would be angry.

Sunday, the bright sunlight scattered on the ground, leaving behind a dark appearance, just like a person who is clearly the sun up, but there is always such a darkness in his heart, only hidden in an invisible place.

Lin Xuan invited Zhou Chen to the peaceful coffee shop, but Zhou Chen said that he liked drinking tea so he chose a teahouse.

The quiet and secluded teahouse was located on a street that was not busy. There weren't many people who came, but the aloofness and aloofness of being independent of the city was even more evident.

Tea was an ancient inheritance. To drink tea was something that required quiet and experience, so the teahouse was very quiet, but it was not empty.

Because in the tea room, one could hear the sound of water slowly flowing. With a "hua hua" sound, or the fresh drops of water on the jade bamboo, it caused the surface of the water to ripple.

Inside, there was a middle-aged woman wearing a plain qipao at the front desk. She sat there quietly, looking like an old yet well-preserved ancient painting from afar.

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?" The woman saw that Lin Xuan was dressed in a plain Chanel dress with loose black hair. It was not enchanting, but clean and pure, giving people a comfortable feeling.

Lin Xuan laughed, "Mr. Zhou Chen."

Seeing that Lin Xuan was smiling so brightly, the woman was very happy. She smiled and did not show much emotion on her face anymore, "Mr. Zhou Chen? He hasn't arrived yet! "

Lin Xuan looked at the time and frowned. What was going on?

The woman suddenly changed directions, "But Mr. Zhou Chen just called and said, if you come, I will let you go to the 'Pure Heart Pavilion' upstairs to wait for him, when he finishes taking care of the things on his hands, he will come over."

"Mm, alright, I'll go up first." Lin Xuan replied with a smile.

When the lady saw Lin Xuan going up, she ordered a person to get water. She was still sitting at the front desk facing the woman who was the owner of the teahouse. However, she was only in charge of management, and the person behind her was Zhou Chen who was crossing his legs.

"Is she here?"

"Yes, we've arrived. We're going up too." I did as you instructed. " The woman spoke softly. There was no weakness in her words, but a freshness.

"Mm. Alright."

Lin Xuan sat in the Pure Heart Pavilion and looked at the decorations. It was indeed quiet, and had the feeling of not fighting in the world. The painting on the wall was the ink of the Merlam.

Although the door wasn't made of rosewood, it already looked like rosewood. The owner should be a very meticulous person!

She stood at the window and looked out at the scenery. Was this really two different worlds? It was noisy outside, busy, but inside it was quiet and slow.

Looking at these two distinct worlds, Lin Xuan closed her eyes. Who didn't want to slow down the passage of time, only, this time wasn't grasped in her own hands.

If she could become slower, she would want to become slower when she was together with Zhou Chen so that the two of them could do more meaningful things. She would have more warm memories, but they wouldn't separate so quickly.

Kneeling in front of the table, she sipped the tea in the small purple sand cup and sniffed her fragrance. As the cup went down, the fragrance spread out from the taste buds and spread to the cells.

Zhou Chen came over after he was done with his matters. The lady nodded to him and he went up to stand directly in front of the Pure Heart Pavilion. He wanted to raise his hand to knock, but after hesitating for a moment, he immediately opened the door.

With a "creak", Lin Xuan looked towards the door, "Have you finished taking care of this matter?"