Chu frivolous left, Luo small afternoon always a little absent-minded.

If say Chu frivolous before of words, she still can regard as joke, can just that kind of eyes and tone, anyway also can't use a joke to expose past.

Just myself

The man hasn't been found yet

She had to know who was the man who took her for the first time that night

Luo small droop Mou to cover all thoughts in eyes, wait for a while, wait for oneself to find that person, again and Chu frivolous all say clearly.

Luo Xiaoxiao originally thought that Ouyang Ye's words of taking himself to see customers were just to prevaricate Chu's frivolity. Unexpectedly, he actually took himself to see customers.

And these two customers happen to know each other.

Push open the door, the smell is a light incense, calm.

Wen Jingyan and Xia qingran are kneeling together, boiling tea.

See them two people come in, stop the action in the hand, stand up to smile to nod: "President Ouyang, small."

Ouyang Ye nodded his head indifferently. There was no expression on his face. Everyone in the audience was used to him, and he was not embarrassed. He asked him to sit down with a smile.

Ouyang ye and Luo Xiao kneel down opposite them.

Luo small not adapted to move the body, adjusted a more comfortable sitting position.

Wen Jingyan noticed her little action and said with a smile, "I'm not used to this kind of posture. It's my negligence."

"Nothing." Luo Xiaoxiao shook his head in a hurry and said, "I'll just get used to it."

Xia qingran lifted the hair beside his ear: "brother Yan, you are very familiar with Miss Luo?"

"Friends." Wen Jingyan light answer.

Although his tone is the same as before Luo Xiao came in, Xia qingran feels the light alienation.

"Brother Yan, you have just returned to China for some time, and you have a friend like Miss Luo..." Xia qingran blinked: "it seems that you are very predestined."

Wen Jingyan is calm, as did not hear the meaning of Xia qingran's words.

I poured a cup of tea for each of the four.

Xia qingran tasted it gracefully.

Luo Xiaoxiao looks at the tea bug and takes a sip, just like the three of them.

But because more than half of the attention was focused on their movements, they didn't guard against the temperature of the tea and were directly scalded.

"What's the matter? Are you all right? " Ouyang Ye puts down the cup in his hand and pats Luo's cough on the shoulder.

Looking at his action, Wen Jingyan pauses and holds the teapot with a hand that has been stretched out to the air as if nothing had happened.

Xia qingran has a sneer in his eyes.

Wen Jingyan and Xia qingran came to discuss the jewelry design competition with Ouyang ye on behalf of Huayu and Huanyu respectively.

Xia qingran attaches great importance to this matter, so Wen Jingyan has to come out with her. However, in her conversation with Ouyang ye, she doesn't say a word, only occasionally speaking to ease the atmosphere.

Ouyang Ye's words have always been few, simple and direct.

But Xia qingran's words are sharp and aggressive.

After a short conversation, Ouyang Ye lost interest in talking with her.

"Miss Xia should understand my character. Excessive bargaining often has the opposite effect."

In one word, Ouyang Ye successfully stops Xia qingran, who still has to continue bargaining.

Although Xia qingran was unwilling, he also knew that this was the best result: "President Ouyang is right, this is indeed my rashness."

She held up the tea bug and said with a smile: "by the way, there are still ten days left for brother Yan to officially inherit Huanyu. I hope President Ouyang will come to join us then!"

Ouyang Ye picked up the tea bug and said faintly, "naturally I will go." He sipped a sip of tea, glanced over Wen Jingyan and said, "if you're not wrong, Mr. Wen and Miss Xia are about to do well, aren't they?"

Xia qingran hugs Wen Jingyan's arm and laughs. Now she is like a girl falling in love. Where is she just aggressive.

"President Ouyang has good eyesight."

"When we're done, we won't disturb you." Ouyang Ye calls Luo Xiaoxiao in a daze: "Xiaoxiao, let's go."

"Oh." Luo Xiaoxiao stood up and followed him.

The two left behind, separated by the closed door. There were only two of them left in the room.

Xia qingran released her hand, and a sarcastic smile appeared on her face. She looked at Wen Jingyan who was still looking at the door: "how? Want to catch up? "

"You Wen Jingyan surprised to see to Xia qingran, did not expect his mind will be seen by her.

Xia qingran, who saw his idea, sneered: "do you think how implicit you are? Not only me, but also Ouyang Ye. "

After a pause, she said: "I know you don't have any feelings for me, but whether you want to or not, you must accept this marriage, because it's your responsibility. As for that woman, you'd better do a good job on the surface."After that, without waiting for Wen Jingyan's response, she stood up, took one side of the bag and walked to the door.

When she opened the door, Wen Jingyan's low voice rang in her ear: "I'm sorry."

His action, and then open the door, she straightened her back, went out.

At the moment when the door closed, there was a teardrop at the foot, splashing with water.

Xia qingran biting teeth, eyes red, but stubborn refused to let tears flow down.

She took two deep breaths and dialed a number: "I want you to help me investigate a person."

The nose still lingers with the aroma of tea and soothing incense, but Wen Jingyan is in a state of confusion.

He knew that what Xia qingran said was reasonable, and it was also the most important thing he should do at present.

But if emotion can be controlled, can it be called emotion?

At the moment when she appeared, her eyes had already stayed on her and couldn't move away.

Xia qingran has a strong personality, but he really has feelings for himself.

I really can't let go of Luo Xiaoxiao in my heart, and then delay another girl with peace of mind?

In that case

I, really, really, can't do it myself.

Despite the fragrance of tea and sandalwood, I can't calm the owner's worries.

……

Luo Xiaoxiao yawns behind Ouyang Ye.

I don't know whether it's because their conversation is too boring or because of incense, which makes Luo Xiaoxiao feel yawning.

Ouyang Ye looks at her like this. After getting on the bus, he takes off his coat and puts the co driver's seat flat.

"Sleep for a while. I'll call you at home."

Luo Xiaoxiao, who is sleepy and can't open his eyes, doesn't try to be brave. He puts on Ouyang Ye's coat and goes to sleep.

Ouyang Ye looks at Luo Xiaoxiao, who breathes long and sleepy in the twinkling of an eye. He shakes his head funny and scrapes her nose.