My charming CEO wife

In fact, there is not much profound truth in this world.

For example, everyone knows that water flows to low places and people go to high places.

But not everyone can act.

So finding a right direction and doing the right thing is the most precious thing.

Everyone has the right to grieve.

No matter how strong a person is, he will be injured, depressed, depressed, and sad.

The difference is that the strong can grit their teeth with blood in their eyes and turn these into motivation to move forward.

The weak will just spin around in circles, immersed in grief, unable to get out.

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Lu Chen and Xia Shiqing are both people with strong minds.

The short-lived sadness soon came out.

Didn't let it really flow upstream.

It was a fool who looked up at the sky at 45 degrees and burst into tears when nothing happened-forced to kill Matt's pseudo-literary youth talent.

After the two went to the grave, they quickly restrained their emotions, went down the West Mountain, got into the car and went straight to the Bund.

Then Xia Shiqing dragged Lu Chen to the men's clothing store.

All are top international brands.

Probably the kind that can sell for five figures for a pair of pants.

If Lu Chen paid for it himself, even if he was killed, he wouldn't be able to buy even a pair of underpants in these stores.

To be reasonable, just this pair of underpants is worth three months' wages.

However, President Xia is President Xia. If he said that he would support Lu Chen, he would really support Lu Chen. After visiting three stores, he bought three sets of clothes for him, and the total value was almost 50.

The one who was moved by Lu Chen, when he left the men's clothing store, he said that he wanted to make a promise with his body on the street, and when he said it, he wanted to do it, and he wanted to offer a kiss with his lips pouting. from.

The two were arguing, Lu Chen took advantage of her unpreparedness, and kissed her delicate red lips with a bang.

This is on the street, President Xia was so ashamed that he couldn't help struggling.

"Crack-"

At this moment, I saw a flash of light.

Lu Chen quickly released Xia Shiqing, and looked at the tall-nosed foreigner with a golden hair and a SLR camera in front of him.

Delek is still an international friend.

But no matter how international your friends are, you can’t take sneak shots.

Lu Chen grabbed the foreigner by the collar and said angrily:

"Boy, who sent you here?"

The 1.9-meter tall foreigner was actually caught by Lu Chen, and his face turned pale with fright.

Hastily explained: "Hero, I'm not a bad guy, I'm a photographer!"

Lu Chen let him go and said in surprise, "Brother, yes, you can speak Chinese quite fluently, but why does it smell like old sauerkraut?"

The foreigner explained that his name was Frank, and he was the chief photographer of Time Magazine. Just now, he thought the picture of Lu Chen and Xia Shiqing kissing was too beautiful, so he couldn't help but took it.

He also said that he would use this photo as a blueprint to create a picture album with the theme of real-love.

Lu Chen said angrily: "That's not okay, delete the negatives quickly, or don't blame me for bullying international friends."

"Hero, you must know Chinese Kung Fu, Ah Da!"

Fleck's face was full of admiration, and he imitated Bruce Lee's roar.

Nine out of ten foreigners are fans of Bruce Lee, and Frank is no exception.

Lu Chen was speechless: "You bastard is still acting cute to my young master..."

Xia Shiqing said, "Frank, are you really the chief photographer of Times and Zhou Dynasty?"

"Beautiful lady, I'm a gentleman, never lie to deceive others, this is my business card."

Frank handed Xia Shiqing a business card.

Frank's Chinese teacher is definitely from the Northeast.

This foreigner was taken so crookedly, the authentic Dongbei dialect is really joyful.

Xia Shiqing took it, and after a closer look, it was indeed true.

That's a great artist.

She said, "Frank, you just said that you would use our photos to make a picture book?"

Frank said, "I'm not lying."

"Lu Chen, let him take pictures, this is art."

Xia Shiqing held Lu Chen's hand with a coquettish tone.

Just take a photo, portrait rights are worthless, just take it.

"Frank, I still don't think-"

"Hello..." Xia Shiqing was a little dissatisfied.

Lu Chen rolled his eyes and smiled: "Honey, I didn't prepare enough for the picture Frank took just now, I think my eyes should be more focused and affectionate, and your eyes should be more graceful and tender, or Let's do it again ten times and eight times, let Frank take a few more pictures?"

"Ten times and eight times?"

Xia Shiqing's pretty face flushed.

Her small face was slightly red, and compared to her eyes, her slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and she wanted to refuse and welcome.

Pale golden sunlight poured on her face, rendering a blurred gleam, overwhelming the country and the city.

What a hypocrite.

Lu Chen took her slender waist and gnawed on it. Maybe he really had the consciousness to dedicate himself to art, but Xia Shiqing took the initiative to cooperate.

A long kiss.

Frank is very accomplished as an artist, and the camera flickered to capture this scene in time.

"Beautiful lady, and this hero, after the pictorial comes out, I will send you the original, thank you for your cooperation, you are natural lovers, God will bless you."

Frank crossed himself and sent his most sincere wishes.

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