When Gu Mo was not at home, An Yan didn't have to get up early to prepare breakfast for her husband, so she had a rare sleep in. When the phone rang, she reached out to pick up the phone beside the bed in a daze, without looking at who it was. Calls are answered.

Xie Fei heard a lazy and soft voice coming from the receiver of his mobile phone: "Hello, who is it?"

"Hello, is this An Yan?" Xie Fei thought to himself what time is it, why does this guy still seem to be awake?

"I am, may I ask you?" An Yan shook his head to regain consciousness, and his voice became more normal.

"I'm James..." Xie Fei said, An Yan suddenly remembered: "Ah, it's you? The teacher called, have you arrived in China yet?"

"Yes, I've already stayed in the hotel. I wonder if we can meet sometime?" Xie Fei asked, and An Yan smiled embarrassedly: "At noon? Which hotel do you live in, brother? I'll treat you to dinner at noon." .”

"So what's the point, I live in the Hilton Hotel." Xie Fei said, and An Yan said: "Guests are welcome, I am the host here, Hilton Hotel, Hilton Hotel... Ah, brother, are you used to eating Chinese food? If you are used to it, There is a nice restaurant near the Hilton Hotel, I will pick you up at noon."

Of course Xie Fei would not say that I am not used to eating Chinese food. The two of them made an appointment to meet in the lobby of the Hilton Hotel at 11:30 noon. An Yan hung up the phone and couldn't help pouting, originally planning to meet Ye Xin in the afternoon For the spa, it seems that it has to be wasted.

After waking up to take a shower, she simply put on light makeup. An Yan never made herself bejeweled unless it was a very formal occasion, so when she drove out, she just wore a very ordinary-looking dress.

The hair has grown to the shawl, and An Yan pinned up one side of her hair with a crystal hairpin. She doesn't like bangs and always thinks that is a bit too cute, so the other side of the hair hangs down naturally, so that it looks refreshing and capable. She thinks so Look a little more mature.

But I have to say that even though she is a married woman and has experienced so many turbulent things, An Yan still looks like a girl, especially the vigor between her brows, which makes it easy for people to forget her. age.

The moment Xie Lang saw An Yan in the lobby of the Hilton Hotel, he was really surprised.

He knew that An Yan was the wife of Gu Mo, the chairman of GM Group. In his imagination, An Yan must have looked like the wife of the chairman even if it wasn't jeweled, but he didn't expect that the woman who appeared in front of him with a mobile phone was like a neighbor. The appearance of the girl next door, of course, the girl next door's appearance is too high.

Xie Fei has been in the United States for so many years, and the aesthetics are still not assimilated by the Americans. He still likes girls with oriental charm. The moment he saw An Yan, Xie Fei found that his heart seemed to miss a beat. .

Apart from her looks, the most exciting thing about a girl is her conversation and the small details of getting along. After this lunch, Xie Fei and An Yan made an appointment to wait until Monday when An Yan would be with him When he went to GM Group, he would have to go through an interview with the Human Resources Department, and at the same time, the person in charge of the Legal Department would also have a private conversation with him.

These are not things that Xie Fei cares about now. He is now leaning on the bed in his own room at the Hilton Hotel, and is surprised to find that An Yan's figure floats in his mind from time to time.

Xie Fei is not a boy who has never experienced a woman, he is a mature man, but today he found that he has a feeling like first love.

Yes, there is a feeling called love at first sight, and Xie Fei is in this state now, and he and An Yan just had a meal.

"You are sick." Xie Fei said to himself, "Her husband is your father-killing enemy. Have you forgotten what you came to the country for?"

He answered himself: "No, I haven't forgotten. But she is really beautiful. Since I want revenge, why don't I take her away from Gu Mo?"

Xie Fei laughed nervously, he stood up and walked to the bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror, the expression on his face made people shudder.

After attending the foundation stone laying ceremony of the Yao family project in Shanghai, Gu Mo politely declined the evening banquet and returned home on Sunday night.

He had already called An Yan on the way, and when he got home, he saw that An Yan had prepared meals and was waiting for him to come back.

The Gu family mansion used to have a dedicated chef, but since Gu Mo and An Yan lived here, An Yan has been responsible for the daily meals. Gu Mo himself has a cleanliness addiction, although it is very slight now, he still prefers to eat his wife's cooking. meals.

Very light home-cooked food, two people sitting and eating together feel very warm and family, if there is a little baby crying next to it, it will be more perfect.

"Senior brother James has arrived." An Yan picked up fish with chopsticks for Gu Mo, and said, "I treated him to lunch yesterday, and he seems to be pretty good."

"Are I handsome?" Gu Mo's focus made An Yan speechless. Why did my husband, who was so cold in front of others, become like this in front of himself?An Yan was really heartbroken.

"How should I put it? You don't look bad, you're tall and thin, and you wear elegant eyes." An Yan said, "But I'm not as handsome as my husband. You are the most handsome."

Gu Mo smiled slightly: "You're smart, look at your brand tonight." An Yan laughed loudly: "Then I want to thank my emperor for his favor..."

Every time I wipe Gu Mo's back when he takes a bath, An Yan always feels distressed when he sees the mottled scars on his body in Myanmar, even though he has seen it many times, it still happens.

She gently wiped Gu Mo's back, as if she was afraid that those old injuries would still hurt. Gu Mo lay on the bathtub with his eyes closed and enjoyed his wife's service, feeling peaceful and joyful in his heart.

"By the way, is your film company going to start up?" An Yan suddenly remembered something and asked Gu Mo.

Gu Mo nodded: "Yes, it will start up in a week." An Yan said curiously: "I don't know what kind of film you are shooting yet. Is there a script? Let me take a look."

Gu Mo said: "Okay, I have it in my notebook, I will read it later on the bed."

The two of them lay on the bed and did not immediately do the embarrassing things between husband and wife. An Yan leaned in Gu Mo's arms and read the movie script with a notebook. She looked up and looked at her husband: "This is written by us. ?”

Gu Mo nodded, that's right, this movie script is the outline of Gu Mo, and then invited the best domestic screenwriter to write the script, the content is the story of him and An Yan.

Of course, many of the contents have been revised, and it is impossible to write all the stories of the two people, including Gu Mo's dual personality at the beginning, including some things about An Yan's mother Zhang Loumeng, which were not mentioned.

Even so, this script still made An Yan's eyes turn red. Seeing her love written down was an experience she had never experienced before, and it also made her feel the heart of the man who hugged her.

"Husband..." The script was very long, and An Yan didn't finish it. She closed her laptop, got out of bed, put the computer on the table, then turned around to look at Gu Mo, biting her lip and calling softly.

Gu Mo couldn't stand An Yan's expressions the most, one was her pouting in grievance, the other was her biting her lip and still wanting to speak, especially when An Yan was walking towards the bed while slowly unbuttoning her pajamas button...

"Husband, I love you..." When Gu Mo entered An Yan's body deeply, she hugged Gu Mo tightly, panting and calling out, her eyes were full of tears, but these were not tears of sadness, but tears of happiness tears.

Women's feelings come and go quickly, and a smart man must remember one thing, that is, women often find problems in places that men can't think of.

This night's love was hearty. An Yan lay on Gu Mo like a kitten. Gu Mo contentedly stroked his wife's smooth and delicate back. Suddenly, he heard An Yan ask in his ear: "Then you choose Xu Sisi?" Be the heroine because she looks like me?"

Gu Mo nodded subconsciously. At the beginning, the director took a lot of materials of well-known domestic actresses for him, the big boss, to choose. The reason why he chose Xu Sisi as the heroine was indeed because he felt that Xu Sisi was similar to An Yan in many ways.

This is his real thought, and Gu Mo doesn't think there is something wrong with him thinking this way. He not only helps Wu Shigui in making this movie, but also wants to leave a commemoration of his love with An Yan. An Yan looks like an actress.

In the end, he nodded honestly, and what he got in return was that An Yan bit his ear, and then An Yan rolled off of him, turning his back to him.

"Angry?" Gu Mo was confused, and reached out to touch An Yan's shoulder: "Why did I get angry when I said it's fine?"

"Don't touch me." An Yan snorted and twisted his body, Gu Moqi said: "No, your mood has changed too fast, you were fine just now..."

"Without me, wouldn't you still have that Xu Sisi, anyway, she looks like me, and she is younger and more beautiful than me." An Yan said angrily, and Gu Mo realized that his precious wife was jealous.

Gu Mo couldn't laugh or cry for a while, this jealousy is too unnecessary, isn't it?
"I just said it looks a bit like it!" Gu Mo said depressedly: "I can't let you do it, can I? Since I'm playing you, of course I need to find an actress who looks like you!"

"Hmph, when the movie comes out, what will you think when you look at Xu Sisi while watching the movie?" An Yan said angrily, "You don't think she is your wife..."

"You're just messing around..." Gu Mo almost collapsed: "This brain hole is too big, why would I think that way?"

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