There were signs of sleeping on the sofa. Thinking of the man with his hands and feet, he curled up on the small sofa last night, Shan Yiqian sneered.

Walking over to tidy up the sofa, she smoothed out the folds on it, and wiped away the traces of his sleep.

He went into the bedroom and took out his own perfume and squirted it twice at the sofa.

Very [    www.biqugex.co] good.

Now there is no taste.

After doing all this, Shan Yiqian packed up and went out with satisfaction.

She offended the editor-in-chief and could not ask for leave any more.

Also, there is no need to ask for leave.

Zhou Yunliang will...will find a way to find a way for Xu Yu.

The way she could think of was that she had thought about it and did it in this month, and it was useless.

Xunmeng, the most famous painting studio in C City, has planned countless successful art exhibitions of all sizes.

Shan Yiqian studied art at university. Her original dream was to be a painter, but unfortunately she gave up later and didn’t want to transfer to another school. It was a coincidence that she became a curator, but it happened to be related to her major and was also very good.

Feifei slipped the chair to Shan Yiqian and lowered his voice to gossip her: "I heard that Yu Jiaojiao's painting exhibition has been ruined again."

"Yeah?"

"I think she is not professional enough.

Humph, who doesn’t know if we are looking for dreams? She is a relative, and she doesn’t know how to restrain herself and show off all day long.”

"alright."

Shan Yiqian patted Feifei on the shoulder and told her to copy the information she would like to use for the meeting later.

Everyone has their own way of doing things, and she has no way to tell Yu Jiaojiao what is right or wrong.

Feifei stuck out his tongue, smiled at Shan Yiqian, and hurried to work.

After get off work, Shan Yiqian came out of Xunmeng, and someone walked towards her right in front of her.

Standing in front of her, the person came in a dark blue suit, who was in his 20s and looked pretty, but he was her "acquaintance".

"Miss Shan."

"Han Ji, long time no see."

Han Ji smiled and said gently: "Yes, long time no see."

Han Ji was Zhou Yunliang's secretary and his junior in college. The two were both superiors and subordinates and good friends.

It is possible to separate work and live well and handle it well. This has always been something that Shan Yiqian admires Han Ji.

Although he followed all the orders from Zhou Yunliang, he never hurt her, which is why she was able to treat him calmly.

"Miss Shan, boss asked me to come and pick you up. Tonight is the birthday party of the daughter of the deputy mayor of City C. The boss will wait for you there."

Zheng Youzheng, deputy mayor of City C, has always been very low-key compared to the mayor Wang Zhen, who has always been high-profile, and has a very good reputation among the masses.

However, in the past two years, there have been frequent rumors that he will replace Wang Zhen. The two drastic reforms in City C were all promoted by him. It seems that the rumors are not groundless.

As the rumors became more and more intense, Zheng Youzheng gradually walked from behind to the front.

Shan Yiqian has never been interested in officialdom, and she doesn't know Zheng Youzheng either.

If it weren't for Zhou Yunliang, she would never have appeared at Zheng Youzheng's daughter's birthday party.

Han Ji opened the door of the back seat for her, but Shan Yiqian chose the position of the passenger seat.

When the two of them are on the bus, out of respect for the driver, it is best to take the co-pilot.

Because if you sit in the back seat, the driver will be regarded as a driver.

No matter how Han Ji positioned his identity, he didn't care whether he was concerned about it, Shan Yiqian's decision was subconscious.

Seeing her getting into the co-pilot, Han Ji was obviously stunned.

Until Shan Yiqian reminded: "Can't you go?"

After coming back to his senses, Han Ji unbuttoned the buttons of his jacket and walked quickly to the driver's seat.

"Miss Shan, there are still two hours left before the evening banquet. The boss said that I will send you to style and change your clothes first, and then we will go there."

"oh."

Shan Yiqian looked indifferent and said perfunctorily, it was polite.

She turned her head and looked out the car window, and she didn't say a word until she arrived at the beauty room.

… “boss?”

The surprised voice came from the people around me.

Shan Yiqian only glanced at her and withdrew her gaze. She looked cold as if the person suddenly appeared here.

Putting down the magazine in his hand, the man stood up from the sofa.

He put his hands in his trouser pockets, his posture slightly tilted, and his tall figure seemed to stand between heaven and earth. The spacious beauty room became narrow, and he could not accommodate him so proud.

His black double pupils were filled with a hint of tenderness, and he looked at her with a narrow vision.

Han Ji coughed lightly and touched the tip of his nose, "Boss, didn't you say you were waiting there?"

Zhou Yunliang did not answer Han Ji, so he walked over and stood in front of Shan Yiqian.

"I'll be with you, how about it?

Are you happy?"

He - crazy! Shan Yiqian really can't find any other adjectives to describe him, describing his behavior of being kicked by a donkey in the head.

She didn't speak or look at him.

Zhou Yunliang's double pupils gradually curled up the black storm, and his expression was sharp for a moment.

He took her arm and he staggered her forward.

These two people——                                                             

It's safer for him to go outside to wait.

The stylist was on standby long ago, and Shan Yiqian was in place. They started to move quickly and were well trained.

Zhou Yunliang stood aside with his arms in his arms, and frowned when he saw the costumer bringing a backless evening dress.

"Change another set."

After saying that, he paused and added: "Change a long-sleeved set."

Long sleeves?

The dressmaker was stunned for a few seconds and did not dare to disobey. He rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, and finally found a white long-sleeved lace evening dress.

Shan Yiqian changed into it, and her sleeves just covered the wound on her wrist.

Zhou Yunliang walked behind her, picked up a string of necklaces on the table and put them on her neck, and carefully adjusted the position of the pendant.

"Did the wound change the dressing today?"

"..."                                                              �

Unable to wait for Shan Yiqian's answer, Zhou Yunliang ran out of patience and pinched her jaw with slender fingers.

Shan Yiqian sighed in her heart.

He can save Xu Yu.

As long as he can save Xu Yu.

Before that, since Mr. Zhou was addicted to acting, why bother with her to act?

Anyway, she knew how unbearable Zhou Yunliang was and would never let herself be.

“It’s changed.”

Shan Yiqian's soft reply made Zhou Yun's face clear.

He let go of her jaw, then spread his arms and took her into his arms.

He said softly: "It's so good, be good."

If he wants an obedient rag doll, she is really not a good choice.

“Isn’t it too late?

We are not leaving yet?"

"Go, go now."

...Zheng Youzheng's daughter Zheng Shanshan is 18 years old this year. Tonight is both her birthday party and a coming-of-age ceremony, so it is naturally grand.

Kedis Hotel, birthday party venue.

This nightmare place.

Shan Yiqian saw it out of the car and frowned.

Just after 8 o'clock, there were many luxury cars at the entrance of the hotel. The lights inside the hotel were brightly lit and red carpets were covered at the door, which looked like a star's show.

Zhou Yunliang arched his arm towards Shan Yiqian. He was wearing a royal blue suit, outlining his tall and upright body, with a noble temperament.
Chapter completed!