Three and a half years old fast: the group pet's little milk bag is sweet and soft

Chapter 67 The Great Injustice Father 30
Seeing the car stopped, Wan Menglin ran over with the manuscript, the car door opened, and a faint scent escaped from the car, cold and mysterious.

Wan Menglin looked at the person sitting in the car, the man looked leisurely, with an indescribable warmth and maturity, like a majestic mountain, strong and reassuring to rely on.

He is wearing a dark suit, the leather shoes on his feet are translucent, and the jade buttons on the cuffs are shiny and gentle, rich and low-key.

Sitting next to her was a little girl, shaking her legs, wearing delicate red leather shoes and white lace stockings, she was extremely cute.

Seeing this man again, Wan Menglin found that this man was more charming and powerful than she imagined.

When a man or a woman is the most attractive is when she/he doesn't love me.

When Ye Yanshan was nice to her, Wan Menglin didn't realize how superior this man was, but when she rolled around in the mud and got close to this man, she felt ashamed.

Ye Yanshan crossed his legs together, crossed his hands on his lap, and sat in the car looking at Wan Menglin. He was obviously sitting, but he was more powerful than the standing person, which made Wan Menglin take a step back involuntarily.

Nan Zhi said, "Aunt Wan, hello."

Wan Menglin immediately showed a gentle smile and said hello, "Hello, Xue Li, Xue Li, you are even cuter."

With this interruption, the atmosphere became less rigid, and Wan Menglin panicked even more when she found that Ye Yanshan was silent.

She didn't know if Ye Yanshan was ignoring her on purpose, or if she was angry, or if she was retreating as a way to advance, Wan Menglin didn't know, but she did panic.

The future is all tied to Mr. Ye,
"Mr. Ye, this is my design drawing, please take a look, please take a look." Wan Menglin hurriedly handed the design drawing to Ye Yanshan with both hands, hunched over and humble.

Probably after a series of blows, people suddenly became conscious and became realistic.

Wan Menglin's vague arrogance and distinctive innocence began to dissipate slowly, and she became an ordinary person polished by life.

It is also a sad thing to say.

But if there is some arrogance and some differences are based on others and maintained, then now it is just returning to the essence.

Ye Yanshan glanced at the design drawing, and didn't accept it, but asked instead: "Why don't you hand it over to the director, the manuscript and the electronic design draft are all handed over to the director."

She didn't even want to read it, Wan Menglin was shocked and panicked, and said quickly: "Mr. Ye, I don't want to trouble you, but I was fired by the director, I have no choice but to come to you .”

"Mr. Ye, you said I have talent, take a look, I painted it." Wan Menglin looked at Ye Yanshan, with tears in her eyes, and begged.

Ye Yanshan subconsciously stretched out his hand to take it, and when he realized it, the manuscript was already in his hand.

Nanzhi looked at Papa, with "Yuan" written in his left eye and "Zong" written in his right eye.

Hey, when Papa met Aunt Wan, she became a fool.

"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Ye." Wan Menglin laughed almost through tears, and thanked repeatedly, as if as long as Ye Yanshan read it, she would be able to stay.

Ye Yanshan: ...

Want to beat hands.

Let you move around.

But now that he got it in his hands, Ye Yanshan also looked at it seriously, looking at each one, his expression remained the same, he was not happy to praise the table, nor did he say that the painting was difficult.

Wan Menglin became nervous, she clenched her hands tightly, her heart was pounding, she was extremely nervous, and began to feel unconfident.

Looking forward to it in my heart, one, even if there is one that Mr. Ye takes a fancy to, even if it is one.

Ye Yanshan looked at one by one, and saw the last one, and then handed the manuscript to Wan Menglin.

"Ah?" Wan Menglin took the design draft with some confusion, and looked at Ye Yanshan.

Ye Yanshan and Wan Menglin looked at each other, and in just over a month, there was a sense of vicissitudes and change.

Ye Yanshan looked at her, his heart was very calm, he didn't know if he had changed, or the things he liked in Wan Menglin had disappeared.

"Mr. Ye..." Wan Menglin's voice trembled a little, as if she realized something, her face was extremely pale, shrouded in despair, which made her feel like the sky was falling.

She didn't know why she encountered so many things, encountered so many difficulties, and couldn't move an inch. These difficulties seemed to overwhelm her.

Wan Menglin looked at Ye Yanshan's mouth opening and closing, and said in an ethereal voice, "Sorry, Miss Wan, these design drafts are sparse and ordinary, and the interns in the design department can draw them casually."

"Honestly, it's not even close to the casual, yet inspired design you did on the tissue paper."

"Mr. Ye, I can learn. I'm just too anxious and have too many distracting thoughts in my mind. Please give me another chance. Please, Mr. Ye, only you can help me now. Help me once, and I will repay you. "

Ye Yanshan just said: "I'm sorry." The voice was gentle and full of apology.

Such gentleness, but a tough attitude, no insults, no sarcasm, only a calm and breezy apology, but this made Wan Menglin feel panic and despair.

Even if, even if you scold me, even if you humiliate me in front of me, it doesn't matter if you speak harshly.

Ye Yanshan stretched out his hand to close the car door, but Wan Menglin grabbed the car door in a panic to prevent the car door from closing tightly. When the door was closed, her life would be different.

The secret feeling made Wan Menglin feel terrified, like a catastrophe, she had no manners, and she clung to the straw of Ye Yanshan as if out of control.

"Mr. Ye, do you want to marry me? I want to marry you." Wan Menglin could only do what Ye Yanshan asked. From the beginning, Ye Yanshan was kind to her because he liked her and wanted to marry her.

In such a situation, Wan Menglin really couldn't afford to worry about it, and kept waiting, waiting for the happiness in the dark.

But that misty, future, and invisible happiness was destroyed by the cold reality and drifted away with the waves, crushed into a lump of mud.

Ye Yanshan suddenly smiled, "Fake marriage."

Wan Menglin shook her head again and again, "No, no, really married."

Ye Yanshan: "Is it reconciled in your heart? You like Mr. Huo in your heart, and you are not reconciled in your heart after marrying me. You feel that I have persecuted you, and you may still hate me."

Ye Yanshan sighed while speaking.

Wan Menglin immediately said: "No, no, although Huo Heyun and I have two children, there is no relationship between us."

"Besides, Huo Hejun doesn't love me either. You've always helped me." Wan Menglin's expression was sincere, but now she was stupefied, sweating profusely, and had no sense of beauty. .

Ye Yanshan felt a little sympathetic to Wan Menglin.

Yes, sympathy.

　Hee hee

　　
　
(End of this chapter)