President, madam, she can't read it anymore

When Chen Xinyou saw Yan Tingchen, she panicked: "I...I...you are...the president..."

Yes, her bewildered look was almost exactly the same as the little woman he remembered.

Those eyes were almost eighty-nine points similar to her in memory.

He almost wondered if he was wrong.

This is because apart from her, he has never seen anyone else have such smart eyes.

The next day, Yan Tingchen found this woman through his secretary.

So for the first time, he began to pay attention to the work of an artist, and began to intervene in the company's management of the artist.

Even the company's publicity began to intervene, and he went to the battle in person, received her to catch up with the announcement, had dinner with her, and visited the set when she was filming.

And deliberately disclosed these whereabouts to the media, let them take pictures, and made her an instant traffic star.

It is equivalent to Yan Tingchen personally making her popular step by step, and getting her to where she is today.

The reason for this is very simple, because her eyes are very similar to Lin Nian.

He never told Chen Xinyou about it.

Therefore, Chen Xinyou probably always thought that there was something special about herself that really attracted Yan Tingchen.

That's why she dared to bully Lin Nian like this, and came to his office arrogantly.

Maybe she didn't expect to meet the legendary Lin Nian in his office.

The photo of this woman has been kept in Yan Tingchen's wallet.

She was foolish enough to think she was special to him.

After hearing all this from Yan Tingchen, Lin Nian finally understood why he thought this woman looked familiar when he first saw her.

That's right, it was only because of her eyes, in retrospect, that her eyes were indeed similar to her own, so she felt so familiar.

Originally, Yan Tingchen would be so kind to her, so special, only because his eyes resembled his own.

No wonder, from the very beginning, she was thinking, how could a person like Yan Tingchen do those condescending things in order to make his artists popular.

Hearing this, Lin Nian began to feel that it was not surprising at all.

But he still felt uncomfortable in his heart. After all, Lin Nian always thought that he was simply waiting for him these two years. He didn't expect that he would find a substitute for himself. It seems that he has done a lot of work on this substitute. It's good for her.

Lin Nian didn't say these words, but the man sitting next to her saw through his mind and said frankly: "The news you read on the Internet is just for show.

I just want to make her popular
He didn't even eat a meal with her. "

Lin Nian stared at him blankly: "Really?
"Of course, apart from you, I can't tolerate other women anymore, even if I look like you."
He sighed: "Back then Lin Zihan was a typical one, right? Don't you believe me?
Yan Tingchen is correct.

When looking for a substitute who resembles herself, Lin Zihan is definitely the best choice, because the two have exactly the same face shape.

But he didn't choose to do that, he could almost be said to have abandoned Lin Zihan, and he didn't even want to look at her more.

Because what he wanted was this person, not this face.

Lin Nian sat on the sofa and looked at this person. He couldn't tell what it was like, but he felt a warm current in his heart.

"another thing."
Lin Nian suddenly remembered.

what happened
he asked.

"Did Chen Xinyou see your wallet?"

Lin Nian recalled what she thought of when she saw the photo in Yan Tingchen's wallet that she mentioned.

Yan Tingchen frowned: "My wallet?
"That's right."
"No"

Of this he had no recollection.

Lin asked again: "Is my photo in your wallet?"

Yan Tingchen was a little surprised: "How do you know?

It does look like there is a photo of Lin Nian in his wallet.

Lin Nian recalled carefully and never thought that he had ever had a photo with him, let alone a photo of him.

What exactly is that photo?Is this a sneak shot by him?Isn't that ugly?Lin Nian hastily pulled up his sleeves: "Show me the photo, hurry up?"

I haven't shown you.

But Yan Tingchen suddenly twitched.

Maybe he felt a little ashamed of sneaking up on hiding pictures of her and using them to spy on people.

In this way, of course, Lin Nian couldn't settle accounts with him anymore, and asked again: "I saw a few photos, why didn't I know that I still have a photo with you?"

Yan Tingchen sighed: "That year when it was snowing, you took a picture of me under the street lamp.

Did you forget it?

It was only then that Lin Nian remembered that such a thing had happened.

At that time, she had to go out to see the snow, and Yan Tingchen wrapped her very bloatedly. The two of them went out for a walk in the snow together, and they came to a street lamp. She stood under the street lamp and asked Yan Tingchen to take a picture of her.

Afterwards, she forgot this photo in the corner, plus everything that happened later, she could no longer remember this photo.

Unexpectedly, this photo was developed by him and has been preserved as a treasure until now.

"I want to see."
He said.

Yan Tingchen had no choice but to take out his wallet and hand it to her.

The wallet is black, with a simple and low-key style, which fits his temperament very well.

Lin Nian opened the wallet, and as expected, he saw the snowflake photo of her inside.

Because it was night at that time, and the pixels taken by the mobile phone were not too high, but it can be seen that she was still very young at that time in the photo.

Limbs are very slender.

When Lin Nian saw this photo of her two years ago, he couldn't help feeling deeply moved.

Things seemed to be vivid at that time, but it was two years ago in a blink of an eye.

Time is like a passing time, it really flies by.

Lin Nian took out the photo from his wallet, and in a blink of an eye, Lin Nian was a little stunned, because the edges of the photo were carefully wrapped with transparent glue and were severely worn.

"here…"
She was dumbfounded.

"" The original negative was because I accidentally lost it when I changed my phone.

So this is the only one left. "

He raised his eyebrows and said, "After all, these two years have passed, and I can preserve it so well, that's enough."

Because there is such a photo of her in his hand, in those thousands of long nights, only such a photo can give him some comfort.

The corners of the edges were fraying, so he found scotch tape and rewrapped them all.

Otherwise, just like he used to take out the photo to look at it so many times every day, I am afraid that this photo will not be usable long ago.

Lin Nian held the photo like this and looked at it quietly, always feeling that there was a weight of tens of thousands of catties in his hand.

It was no longer just a photo, but it carried his pain and remorse over the past two years, and carried his tossing and turning thoughts over the past two years.

She couldn't help sighing softly: "Why are you so stupid?"