Zuo Zhan drove into a street, took a turn, and arrived at Yujinyuan.

The street lights are bright and the view is excellent.

The remains of the burnt and dilapidated villa beside the road are particularly eye-catching.

For some reason, every time I pass by, Zuo Zhan always frowned unnaturally, and always felt that the mess was very annoying, as if it was an invisible thorn, stinging something faintly.

Due to this fluctuation, his emotions were also a little affected. He lit a cigarette casually and parked the car in her villa yard. He didn't get out of the car. He just slid down the window and turned to look at her, "In the future, besides going on a business trip, will he still leave like this for several months without contacting or showing up?"

"It depends on the situation." She said.

Zuo Zhan was silent.

After a moment, he took a document from the storage box and threw it to her. When he opened the wish, he blew up the ashes, "The nearest island in Linhai is here, the environment is good, I'll give it to you."

Make a wish and is stunned, "Send me an island?"

"If you want to rest in the future, just go there." He faintly wiped out the cigarette, and when he unbuttoned her seat belt sideways, he also pushed open the passenger door. "It's similar to a manor villa abroad, and it's very suitable for rest and vacation."

He didn't give her a chance to say anything else. He pushed her and rushed out of the car and waved his hand to say goodbye. When the car was about to turn, Junyan seemed to remember it. Through the car window, he added, "Go to my old house tomorrow night. You will know the details then!"

Make a wish, "..."

Why give her an island?

Make Wishes looked at the transfer book that you forced into your hand and your thoughts were deep.

I have no need to show my diligence. Is it like before, slapping sweet dates with one slap in front of me this time, and this slap...

The next day, I made a wish to get up late because I was having fun last night.

It was just a weekend and she didn't have to go to the company. She was lazy for a while until the bedroom door heard a knock.

After the 'knock' sound, he made a wish casually, "Come in."

The afternoon sun shines through the thick curtains, sparsely spreading the room, compatible with the tall figure walking in, making his light-colored home clothes and white outline look like fat jade.

Especially when Su Yimo had just taken a shower upstairs, there was a towel hanging around her neck. As she walked and passed, she was bathed in a faint fragrance and was refreshing.

He was still rubbing his short brown hair with a towel, and took a phone in his other hand, and walked over and handed it to her, "My sister is looking for you."

As he said, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and opened the curtain.

Xun leaned against the head of the bed, felt the light was dazzling and had to raise his hand to cover it. He took the phone and put it in his ear, "Ayan..."

Jian Yan is her best friend. She started her own business and built a studio two years ago. She went abroad for development. She has been here for nearly two years.

The two chatted for a few words, and after hanging up, they made a wish a little tired again. They gave Su Yimo a cell phone, turned around and retracted back to the bed, and yawned, "Ayan said she would be back next month, and we will pick her up when the time comes."

"Okay." Su Yimo responded and leaned over to look at her, "Do you deserve to get up too? Let others know that Mr. Xu is actually lazy in bed, right?"

Make a wish and turn over, "If you don't go out and talk, no one will know."

Su Yimo smiled helplessly. She rarely saw her like this. In the past, she always gave people a sense of a business female elite and a domineering president. At this time, she was as cute as a little sister next door.

It's no wonder that she was only twenty-six years old by the end of the year. If she hadn't been in such an environment, she would have been a child...

He couldn't help but reach out and rub her head, "I haven't eaten breakfast, I must be hungry. I'll get you something and wait."

"No." The wishing sounded muffled, and curled up in the quilt and flipped over it, changing into a comfortable position, "I'm not hungry, go and do your work, let me sleep for a while."

Before the trouble comes, she needs to keep her energy more.

Su Yimo frowned, "No, you can rest, but you have to eat, I'll get it."

Just as he was about to leave, before the man could turn around, he caught a glimpse of the cell phone on the table. The silent reason was silent, but a phone came in.

"You have a phone call, it's Mrs. Zuo's, do you answer?" he asked.

Look, trouble is coming.
Chapter completed!