Electro-optical Phantom [Entertainment]

Xiaoyuan walked out of the banquet hall, and Gao Tezhu was already waiting for her at the door. She opened the big boss with a card to use the elevator.

The elevator gradually went up, Xiaoyuan watched the rising letters in a daze. The WeChat came too suddenly, and all of her drunkenness was dispelled all of a sudden.

The first time she and Wei Zhuang met face to face, it was in this elevator. The picture in the memory became clearer and clearer. She frowned secretly, becoming more and more uncertain that she should go to see Wei Zhuang.

But she was really curious about the woman's intentions, and what was the meaning behind that series of continuous actions?

Xiaoyuan was entangled in a dream, and suddenly heard the voice of Gao Special Assistant.

"Miss Xiang, you are beautiful tonight."

She pursed her lips, turned her head to look at Alex, and suddenly smiled.

"Alex..." She thought of that night again. She thought Alex was Wei Zhuang and said her gossip in front of Wei Zhuang.

"What?" There was a little curiosity on Alex's face.

Xiaoyuan smiled a little, and went to hug her, "It's nice to meet you."

When the elevator door opened, Alex smiled brightly, but as soon as she saw the people standing in the corridor, her smile suddenly converged, guarding the elevator entrance and no longer moving forward.

Xiaoyuan also saw Wei Zhuang at a glance, and she saw her whole picture clearly.

She wore a long skirt of deep seaweed green, with the skirt trailing slightly on the carpet.

This color is very difficult to wear, ordinary people can not handle it, it will become kelp essence, and the skin color will be dulled.

But on Wei Zhuang, it looks as quiet and cold as an oil painting, with a sense of story that has settled down over the years.

The temperament, aura, and aura are all available, Xiaoyuan was stunned by her, and she calmed down before walking over slowly. When she was still some distance away from the woman, she stopped.

Wei Zhuang's eyes were always staring at her, as cold as usual, but didn't know if it was her own illusion. Xiaoyuan always felt that she was deserted at this moment, as if she was still suppressing the calmness of the storm.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds of silence.

At the elevator entrance, Gao Tezhu suddenly felt that his neck seemed to be breathed by the cold wind from nowhere.

"Come here." The woman spoke first, motioning her to enter the room.

Xiaoyuan didn't want to go in, there were more memories in it. She couldn't face it at the moment, so she refused, shook her head, "No."

Wei Zhuang's eyes froze.

"What... just say it here, wei..." Xiaoyuan choked inexplicably, and swallowed the sentence.

"Come here, top floor."

Even if you don't even call her, you can feel that the starter is not in a good mood even if it is written.

why? It shouldn't have been a dance between yourself and Xu Muyi, right? This idea is incredible, right?

Xiaoyuan just snorted in her heart, but she never heard Wei Zhuang say a second word in her ears. She raised her eyes to meet Wei Zhuang’s eyes. She just stared at herself in silence, with a haze in her eyes, and silence gradually began It became a heavy pressure, penetrating the surrounding air.

Just when Xiaoyuan was about to lose patience, she spoke, her voice low and light, "Have you accepted Xu Muyi's pursuit?"

Xiao Yuan was taken aback, her first reaction was not to answer this question, but why she would ask such an unreliable question?

She clearly disclosed on Weibo that she is single, doesn't she know? Or is it still because I danced with Xu Muyi just now? But that is a very normal social dance, and it hasn't finished the dance. Although Xu Muyi has thoughts about herself, she has been restrained by herself. What else does she have...

Xiaoyuan's mind was quickly processing the information, but obviously the woman could not wait, and another sentence was thrown into the air, making a loud noise, "Why? Don't you deny it?"

The tone was frozen, and there was an unspeakable ridicule. Xiaoyuan's emotions were hit all of a sudden, and he instinctively fought back, "Does this have anything to do with you?"

Who does this woman think she is?

She is not her leader, nor her girlfriend?

Wait, even a girlfriend can't talk to her in such a ferocious tone. Does this woman really think she has to come to call her? And it is not normal for her to have suitors?

Mo said she did not agree, even if she did, it has nothing to do with Mr. Wei, we are over! ! !

Xiaoyuan squeezed her palms and her face became cold. Her eyes were full of irritability. She faced Wei Zhuang directly, "Whoever I fall in love with is also my freedom. Now I have nothing to do with you!" President Wei!"

Wei Zhuang's cold eyes were a little unbelievable, she stiffened as if choked, and involuntarily stepped back.

Gao Te helped the corners of his mouth twitch, he couldn't bear to intuitively "his" to himself.

[The little boy is too cruel, the sweet little boy who was still hugging him in the elevator just now shows up with sharp little claws! 】

[Mom, it's so slapped, I scratched my face straight on the nail. 】

[However, it seems to be correct...]

Alex glanced worriedly at her boss, thinking about whether to call the family doctor first. She was worried about the boss' blood pressure.

[Cheer up, cheer up, boss, talk well, talk well, don't be angry, don't be angry...]

Xiaoyuan also felt a slight pain in her heart at this time, her face was warming up, her breath was slightly hurried to Weizhuang's dark, dark and ice eyes.

The air solidified for a long time, maybe not long, but Xiaoyuan felt it, and they seemed to be in a deadlock.

Wei Zhuang pressed her lips tightly. The contours of her facial features were originally deep and cold, and her lines resembled those carefully sculpted by a painter. Now she looks particularly uncomfortable without expressions, but her eyes are like the dark sea surging in the dark. Looking at the danger, there is a trace of fragility.

Xiao Yuan's heart twisted for no reason, and it was all about it. Now she didn't know what to do or how to end it.

She was afraid that she would feel soft when she looked at Wei Zhuang's eyes again, and she would feel even more distressed.

Xiaoyuan breathed out slowly, turned her face away, and drew her hair unconsciously.

"Why don't you wear a bracelet?" Wei Zhuang stood up slightly, his voice tense, and when he spoke, he turned his back slightly, unconsciously pulled the clothes, and the silk satin glowed at her fingertips.

It’s okay if she doesn’t mention the bracelet, Xiaoyuan is a little depressed when she mentions it, and she blurts out,

"...I didn't say I accepted it." Xiaoyuan wrinkled her nose quickly when she said that, feeling that she had spoken too hastily.

"...You lost it?" Wei Zhuang's eyes fell cold.

"...That's not..." Xiaoyuan lowered his eyes and said weakly.

Wei Zhuang's expression barely eased a bit.

Xiaoyuan felt that she had endured long enough, not like procrastinating. This time she went upstairs to ask clearly. She raised her voice and asked, "Why are you giving me a gift?"

Why take the initiative to send a message to me? Even if we were together before, the number of times Wei Zhuang took the initiative to send messages was very few? She didn't want to guess the woman's mind anymore, and didn't want to be vacillated by any of her actions.

"It's your birthday." Wei Zhuang said after a short pause.

"We don't need to give each other birthday presents now." Xiaoyuan immediately retorted her, and suddenly ridiculed herself in an arc that didn't make much smile, "I was wrong, not each other, I don't know your birthday."

A little burning in her eyes, fixedly looking at the woman: "I only know something about you. Wei Jiabao is your son, but I only knew it by accident."

"Except for this, I can't remember what I know about you. I am always guessing what you are thinking. I am always actively looking for topics. I always..." She choked suddenly and stopped talking. Turning his face away showing signs, he swallowed all his crying.

Wei Zhuang's skirt made a noise on the carpet. She frowned, and the tumbling tingling pain in her chest made her very uncomfortable. Her complexion was pale, her lips trembled slightly, and she stopped talking.

Xiaoyuan pressed her chest tightly and turned her head again, her expression almost calmed down, thanks to her being an actor, "I hope we can get together well, and you don't want to do anything else, I won't. That's it."

When Alex turned around in Xiaoyuan, he stepped back from the elevator in time and lowered his face, not looking at them.

Seeing Xiaoyuan turning around and about to leave, she felt more anxious than anyone else. She stared at the boss from the corner of her eye and winked at her.

[Can't let her go, hurry up and say something to stay, this walk is really over. 】

Fortunately, the boss was so strong this time, she finally couldn't help it, "Xiaoyuan..."

Xiaoyuan paused, and her heart suddenly mentioned that she had decided to leave, but she didn't know why her ankles trembled a little, as if she was still expecting her to say something.

Gao Tezhu also stretched his ears expectantly.

Wei Zhuang stared at her slender and beautiful back. Her eyes were deep and ups and downs, but there was no long-term struggle. She quickly said: "Xiaoyuan, let's re-sign, can we?"

Gao Tezhu's facial features were all crumpled together, and she turned her head and couldn't bear to look at it.

Wei Zhuang didn't mind paying attention to Alex. She just looked at Xiao Yuan's figure and waited for her to turn her head. She squeezed her knuckles, and her previously determined and quiet voice became erratic and vague.

The shoulder line of the girl in front was slender and straight. She seemed to have stopped. After hearing this, she let out a chuckle, then turned around and walked quickly towards Wei Village.

In the next second, the air at the tip of Wei Zhuang's nose was filled with creamy soft fragrance, and the light and shadow quivered on the girl's eyelashes, her cheeks came in, almost face to face with her, her hair tangled.

Wei Zhuang couldn't help but startled, his eyelashes trembled hastily, and the expression on his face went blank for a moment.

Then, Xiaoyuan slowly raised her eyes and looked into her deeply. The slightly recessed collarbone resembles two white daggers. Underneath the beautiful swan neck is a seductive curve, and her plump and small red lips smile a little. Yi, a very charming smile, red lips buzzing slightly, but cold bullets came out, "Thank you Mr. Wei for your kindness..."

They were too close, breathing each other, and could feel each other's soft and rapid heartbeat. Xiaoyuan's throat seemed to be choked with a large pantothenic stone, and her soft fingertips were separated by silk satin. Scratching Wei Zhuang’s collarbone, she seemed to be able to feel the heat of the skin under her fingertips. She resisted the throbbing pain in her heart, "But oh, no, I don’t want to."

Wei Zhuang's chest line surged heavily, his eyes facing each other, Wei Zhuang's eyes were slightly dark, but he still looked at her deeply.

At this moment, pain, unwillingness, and grievance were captured in each other's eyes.

Xiaoyuan thought that she had read it wrong, and she felt that she had read it right, but what about? She didn't want to experience it again.

"Okay." Wei Zhuang's eyelashes shook lightly. After saying a word, he opened his face slightly, and the corner of his eyes spread a little rose color imperceptibly.

Xiaoyuan bit her lower lip silently. When she turned around, her eyes gradually became wet. She tensed her face and walked quickly toward the elevator door.

It's over soon, she wants to end it quickly, the woman said "OK", it was what she wanted, she was very happy, not sad at all, absolutely not sad, really not sad!

Her eyes turned red unknowingly.

Why, she is the one who decides to "end", and she is the one who decides to "resign"? What about being a little older? If you don't have such a bully, you still look like you are aggrieved?

What is she wronged for? Do you think you will feel bad? She will not feel sorry for her! Not at all! What to be oneself? Do you come and go when you call? Come here when she comes, treat her as a cat or a dog!

"Xiaoyuan..." Wei Zhuang's voice rang again behind him.

All the complaints, resentments, unwillingness, grievances, and distressed emotions were raging in her heart. She seemed to explode, turned her head fiercely, and called her name, "Wei Village!"

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