The Love of My Life: The Deep Fall of the Chief

He Xiaoran knew what he was going to face, even if An Chengxi wanted to leave the second part of the design and leave the prosperity, but as long as he still had a chance, he would definitely not let An Chengxi's plot succeed.

I don't know when it started, He Xiaoran seemed to have a common goal with Luoyang. She didn't want to see Luoyang being spoken out by An Chengxi because of her own willingness, so that she would feel that she was incompetent. It will implicate Luoyang.

Luoyang's voice came from his ears: "You can definitely do it." Luoyang's words were so ongoing to He Xiaoran, as if Luoyang's words could always become a tough shield no matter when.

After adjusting his breathing, He Xiaoran stretched out his hand to press the doorbell, not knowing what kind of people inside it looked like, and also wondering if he could make Xinghai simple today.

Not long after the doorbell rang, a man in fancy clothes opened the door and smiled at He Xiaoran, "Are you sent by Shengshi Company?"

"Yes, hello, I'm He Xiaoran from Shengshi who is in charge of this design project." He Xiaoran nodded with a smile and said, if she guessed correctly, the person in front of her should be Xinghai's manager.

"Then follow me here, Xinghai is inside." He Xiaoran was even more surprised by the voice of the gaudy man in front of him, it turned out that Xinghai actually liked this.

When the agent turned his back, He Xiaoran had an unconcealable smile on his lips. He thought that the people around the writer were mature and stable people, but now it seems to be the opposite.

The layout of the villa is the same as He Xiaoran thought, with an indirect Nordic style. For some reason, He Xiaoran suddenly felt that this Xinghai was so familiar, as if he had known it before.

The furniture in the room is also neatly arranged. The home of such a best-selling detective writer is very ordinary, but He Xiaoran doesn't understand why he has such a high requirement for Shengshi to design it.

Thoughts were swaying in He Xiaoran's heart, and he did not forget to look around. The instinct of the designer is to see what kind of model the customer needs.

In between, the fancy man walked to the sofa, said a few words in the ear of the man with his back to He Xiaoran, then turned and walked to the kitchen, He Xiaoran stood there watching without saying a word.

In fact, He Xiaoran was ready to make things difficult from the moment he came in, otherwise An Chengxi's face yesterday would have known that even if his design drawings were not returned by Xinghai, the consequences would not be borne by himself.

The air seemed to condense, He Xiaoran looked at the man with his back to her in front of her, she stepped forward and said, "Hello, I am He Xiaoran, the designer of Shengshi project."

Out of politeness, He Xiaoran had to introduce himself first, there was silence for a while, and the person who had been turning his back turned to look at him.

When He Xiaoran raised his eyes, he was almost frightened. It was a familiar but unfamiliar face. He hadn't seen it for many years. The face of his childhood still appeared in front of He Xiaoran.

She covered her mouth in surprise and looked at the person sitting in front of her with a better face. Compared with many years ago, the original immature face has now become mature. No wonder when she read Xinghai's novel, she I feel very familiar, but can't remember who it is.

"Why is Haiwei you?" He Xiaoran said exaggeratedly.

"Xiao Ran, long time no see, do you still remember me?" The man in front of him saw He Xiaoran's eyes sparkling. The last time the two met was ten years ago. Moving away from the original place, Huanwei was still small when he was a child, but now he seems to be a big man with a height of 1.8 meters.

He Xiaoran hadn't reacted from the surprise yet, looking at the man in front of her, she suddenly forgot that he was not the little boy she had been protecting all along, but Xinghai, who had become a bestseller in the world.

"How do you know it's me?" He Xiaoran said in surprise. She hasn't contacted Haiwei since she moved, and it has been ten years in a blink of an eye. Time is always so pleasant and deceiving.

"When I saw the pen name behind your design drawings, I felt very familiar. I remember that you liked flower design drawings when I was young, but I didn't expect that you are now working in Shengshi. Xiao Ran, I believe you will be able to do it." Hai Wei He looked at He Xiaoran and said.

I haven't seen him for many years. The person who was always bullied because of his short stature has grown up to be a person who can protect others. I haven't seen her immature face for many years. Now she looks so attractive.

With peaked eyebrows and deep eyes with a trace of mixed blood, if it is exposed, it must be as fascinating as Luoyang.

It's just that after many years, people who are familiar with each other when they meet each other no longer seem to talk about everything like in the past, but look like strangers who look very familiar.

Now the person I protected before has become a world-famous writer, but even though I became a designer in the prosperous age, I would not have been able to design this work if it wasn't because of An Chengxi's frame.

"Well, it's been a long time since I haven't seen you. You are already a great writer." He Xiaoran moved his position a little rigidly.

I haven't seen He Xiaoran for many years and it is no longer the same as before, but Haiwei spent a long time looking for He Xiaoran. Feelings.

"By the way, I'm here today to talk to you about Shengshi's cooperation. I don't know if this design meets your requirements?" He Xiaoran can clearly distinguish the value and know what is right. Many years later, many things It has become no longer the same as before.

Everyone has become different with the passage of time, and each of them has been mingling in this seemingly ruthless society with their original intentions.

The fancy man with tea came out from the kitchen, breaking the embarrassment caused by He Xiaoran.

"Come and have some tea."

"Miss He, we, Ah Hai, have already signed the cooperation agreement after seeing the design drawings handed over by your company." said the fancy-dressed man.

He Xiaoran looked at Haiwei gratefully, but felt that he was not much better than Anchengxi this time. If Haiwei didn't know himself, why would he choose such an unknown among so many excellent works? It's something designed by a famous designer.

Haiwei saw that He Xiaoran's face turned livid, and he asked nervously, "What's wrong with you, Xiaoran, are you feeling unwell?" '

"It's okay, it's just Haiwei. Although I am the designer of this project, I hope you signed the contract because you like the design and not because of my personal relationship." He Xiaoran waved his hand and said, with a look on his face. A very serious expression.

Although I really don't want to leave the second design department, I don't want to leave Shengshi, but I don't want to let myself stay because of the background.

Haiwei looked at He Xiaoran's serious face, and his face that was still laughing suddenly became serious. He took He Xiaoran's hand and said, "Xiaoran, I like your design. I like your design, and I have been looking for you for a long time until now."

He Xiaoran could already see from his eyes that the man in front of him was no longer the crying child back then, but a person who had left traces in this world with the name Xinghai.

She shrank back in fright, pulled her clenched hand from his and said, "Well, since this is the case, I'll go back first."

Although she didn't take the things back then into consideration, she didn't need anyone's reward, let alone Haiwei's, Xinghai is Haiwei, but Haiwei is no longer the former Haiwei, everything is different It starts to get out of your control without you even knowing it.

"Xiao Ran, have you forgotten me after not seeing you for so long? I think if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be the Xinghai I am now." Haiwei looked at He Xiaoran sincerely. Said.

For so many years, he didn't want to be exposed. Even though he was well-known and had many fans, he still liked to live a peaceful and undisturbed life, but he never forgot this woman who was very important to him.

When he was bullied by children of the same age, He Xiaoran came out to help without hesitation. At that time, he secretly vowed in his heart that he must make himself stronger so that he would have enough ability to protect He Xiaoran in the future.

But just like this, it took ten years in a flash. She disappeared in his world for ten years, and she never dared to face it alone. Up to now, he has been several times taller than He Xiaoran With his size, he thought, the current self is likely enough to protect He Xiaoran.

He Xiaoran stood up from the sofa, no matter what time He Xiaoran always regarded him as his younger brother, always the little boy who hid behind him to protect.

"Haiwei, not Xinghai, thank you for your cooperation, goodbye." He Xiaoran said in a very polite tone, she hoped that Xinghai could understand that no matter how close they were in the past, they were just friends and could not be crossed .

Xinghai is the name that Haiwei changed after he became famous, and it is also because this name let everyone know that there is such a talented writer in this world, but the meeting again is different from what he thought, and it is a little more embarrassing and strange .

He Xiaoran is still so stubborn and brave, like poison, even after so many years, even if there are countless excellent girls around him, none of them can replace He Xiaoran in his heart.