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Cheng Suran left.

Jiang Yu was the only person left in the huge conference room. She stood there with her hands down, lost in thought, her feverish head slowly cooling down.

When she signed the contract just now, she remembered that morning six years ago, when the girl sat on the sofa obediently, looking upright and well-behaved, looking at her nervously.She was sure that Ranran remembered it too - no matter how well she pretended, she would still be betrayed by small tricks.

She stared at her hand holding the pen, and a turbulent sea arose in her heart, surprise, anger, resignation...all rushed up.

The surprise is that she still remembers, the anger is that she is proficient in acting, and the disappointment is that she already has a partner.

Jiang Yu briefly lost his mind.

But when she regained her sense, she realized that for Ranran, that time was painful and unbearable to recall, but she stabbed him with her own hands.

what's wrong with her?

Jiang Yu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and sat down dejectedly.

In just two days, the shock was too great. She hadn't fully adapted to it, hadn't adjusted her status, and didn't even understand what kind of feelings she had for Ranran.

For so many years, she has never devoted herself wholeheartedly to a relationship, and has always been the "financial owner". She raises this bird today, and raises that bird tomorrow. The joy and security brought by the money relationship makes her addicted, but it also makes her tired.

What else could she be other than a benefactor?Can I only be trapped in the identity of the gold master in this life?

Before walking out of the building, Cheng Suran adjusted his mood.

The car was waiting at the corner, she watched it from a distance, her confused heart calmed down a bit, she walked over and got into the car as if nothing had happened.

Her favorite "Winter Garden" is playing on the speakers.

"Of course——" Wen Ruoxian leaned against the window, turned her head, and handed her the phone, "I bought you a suitcase, it's here, and I can use it on a business trip tomorrow."

On the screen is the logistics map of RIMOWA official website order.

Cheng Suran was stunned for two seconds, "But I have a suitcase."

"It's been used for several years, and it's time to replace it with a new one. Last time you said that it was scratched so badly at the airport that you couldn't see it. You might as well get another one." Wen Ruoxian said in a gentle tone.

Cheng Suran insisted: "It's okay, it can be used for a while longer, but since you bought it, you can keep it at home as a spare." She curled her mouth, her smile was a little weak, "Thank you Ruoxian."

She has always been used to being frugal, and she doesn't like to spend money recklessly. She wants to save even a little money, and ensure that her income will continue to flow, so that she can feel safe.

Wen Ruoxian's eyes fell on the fingers she was rubbing, his expression was slightly concentrated, and he felt something was wrong, he looked at her silently for a moment and asked, "Did the signing of the contract go well?"

"?" Cheng Suran was full of doubts.

"you're not feeling OK."

"..."

Wen Ruoxian stretched out her index finger, lightly poked her forehead, and laughed angrily: "I can't hide any emotions from me."

"Why?" Cheng Suran was embarrassed by being exposed, and was curious how she could see that she was no different from usual.

Wen Ruoxian lowered her eyes and said, "Every time I'm in a bad mood, I rub my fingers, they turn red." She grabbed Cheng Su Ran's hand and covered the rubbed red skin, like holding a treasure.

There was a warm touch between her fingers, and Cheng Suran shrank subconsciously, a little uncomfortable. She looked at the woman's deep and soft eyebrows, and completely calmed down.Ruoxian has such magic power, which can easily soothe the turmoil in her heart.

"No, it went well. It has been signed. I will stay in that hotel next Wednesday, three days and two nights." She smiled and avoided talking about the reason.

Wen Ruoxian stared at her for a while, glanced at the file bag, nodded slightly, let go of that hand and put it back, "Let's go, have a good sleep in the afternoon, and I'll see you off."

"Ah."

Cheng Suran curled up his hands.

The car slowly drove up the road, Wen Ruoxian stared at the shadow of the building in the rearview mirror, thoughtful...

Ever since the reunion with Jiang Yu, Cheng Suran seemed to have opened up some kind of mechanism. From time to time, he remembered something about the past. At first, he was terrified, but then he got used to it, just like when the two separated, they went from pain to peace.

She was busy with work, and after she devoted herself to it, she had no time to take care of other things, and the time passed very quickly.

Blink to Wednesday.

In a week, Cheng Suran read almost all the meeting materials. The client requested to arrive at the hotel at two o'clock in the afternoon to prepare. She packed her luggage early and made a simple lunch by herself.

Ruoxian went to another place for a meeting yesterday, and she was the only one at home.

To do this is to follow the changes of the meeting place and fly all over the world.

After eating, Cheng Suran took a nap, put on a more formal black half-sleeved silk shirt, loose wide-leg trousers, and specially wore a pair of pearl earrings in order not to look monotonous and gloomy.

Her dressing style is a little influenced by Jiang Yu, and she is mainly simple and comfortable. She always wears black, white and gray rice camels in her daily life. She only wears bright and trendy clothes when she goes out to play or when she is in a particularly good mood.

Ten minutes before two o'clock, Cheng Suran arrived at the entrance of Yunjin Lihua.

After many years, the hotel gate has not changed much, the fountain square is still open and magnificent, and the two rows of tree-lined avenues are lush and lush, everything looks familiar.At first, every time she passed by, she deliberately didn't look at it. She thought it would be a difficult challenge for her to come to this place again.

When she stepped into the hotel lobby, her heart was calm.

She looked at the elevator and remembered that she ran out from here back then, stumbled, followed Jiang Yu's figure, and then watched that person leave, she chased the car, ran and ran, until she couldn't run anymore...

How silly.

Cheng Suran sneered, turned and walked towards the front desk.

The conference lasted for three days, and the organizer arranged for the participants to live in hotel rooms, one for each person.Cheng Suran was not the first to come, the foreign guests arrived yesterday, and the other male interpreter with her was also earlier than her.

"Ms. Cheng Suran? Please keep your room card, the middle suite on the [-]th floor." The front desk said with a smile.

suite?

Alone, live in a suite?

With doubts, Cheng Suran took the elevator upstairs, swiped open the door and went in, turned around, it was a two-room suite, one living room, one bedroom and one toilet.

Those who make luxury goods are really rich and powerful.

She pushed the suitcase into the bedroom, packed her things, and returned to the living room when there was a knock on the door.She opened the door and was taken aback when she saw the person standing outside.

There were shallow ripples in the bottom of my heart, and soon returned to calm.

"Boss Jiang, what's the matter?"

The woman stood quietly with one hand in her trouser pocket. Her tall and tall figure gave off a cold and coercive look. Seeing her, a faint smile rose from the corner of her lips.

"Is it convenient to go in and talk?"

Cheng Suran made way sideways, "Yes."

Jiang Yu stepped into the room, glanced around, and turned around, "Is the room satisfactory?"

"Ah."

"For high-intensity mental activities, ensuring physical comfort is the most important thing, so I have arranged a suite for you, and I hope you will live comfortably."

"Mr. Jiang is bothering you," Cheng Suran nodded politely, but her intuition made her ask again, "Is it the same for other people?"

Jiang Yu shook his head and said, "They are all on the eighteenth floor."

"..."

Just know.

"I'm next door to you." She added.

For a moment, Cheng Suran thought that Jiang Yu was doing it on purpose, and hoped that he would think of something, so that he could act like a benefactor - looking at her and talking to her with condescending eyes and tone.

A faint sarcasm floated in her heart, perhaps because she had been stimulated and desensitized, she had no expression, she just nodded, "Okay."

There was an eerie silence in the room.

Jiang Yu looked at Cheng Suran with burning eyes. She was wearing all black today, she was calm and solemn, but not dull. The round and white pearls in her ears added a touch of luster to the dark color, making it more charming.

Of course it's not her canary anymore.

She doesn't want to be anyone's benefactor anymore.

"I'm sorry about the last time."

"what?"

"The day the contract was signed."

Cheng Suran pursed his lips, and said softly, "I accept the apology."

Jiang Yu was slightly stunned, she didn't expect her to answer like this, the stranger Cheng Suran was in front of her eyes, and the familiar Cheng Suran was in her memory, but they were the same person.

"Will you hate me?"

"will not."

Cheng Suran glanced at his watch, "Boss Jiang, it's two o'clock, don't you need to prepare in advance?"

Jiang Yu nodded and said nothing more.

The meeting started at three o'clock, and the foreign guests entered the venue one after another early. There were two to three hundred people in the entire conference hall, and there were no empty seats.

In the southeast corner of the hall, there are three gray simultaneous interpretation boxes, which look like three small houses from a distance. In each simultaneous interpretation box, there are simultaneous interpreters of the corresponding language, in groups of two, separated in the middle, except for the equipment on the table. In addition, there are computers and paper materials brought by the translators.

Both the English group and the Italian group were from Wing Voice, and their jaws almost dropped when they saw Cheng Suran. The French group and Cheng Suran's partner, another male interpreter, was hired by the organizer from another company, and his ability was not bad.

The translation of the three languages ​​was carried out at the same time. Two people in each group alternated, one for 15 minutes, and the other for a rest.

Simultaneous interpretation requires a high degree of concentration. When her partner was translating, Cheng Suran was not idle, and while familiarizing herself with key words repeatedly, she thought about various word sequences. When it was her turn, there was no pressure at all.

A small simultaneous interpretation box is a world.

About half an hour into the meeting, Jiang Yu took the stage to speak, and now it was Cheng Suran's turn to rest. She drank some water and came out of the simultaneous interpretation box to get some air.

From the angle she stands, she can clearly see the whole picture of the stage.

Jiang Yu's figure is tall and straight, with slender legs, the profile of his face is like a perfect sculpture, the corners of his eyes and brows are faint, and his thick red lips are as hot as fire, from head to toe he gives people a charming sense of arrogance.

She just stood there, looking at the world with awe.

Over the years, she seemed to have changed, but she didn't seem to have changed.

It is more charming than before, and its temperament is more mature, like a full red fruit, ready to be picked.As for that face, I remember that when I looked at it up close, the skin was still as delicate and soft as before, and there was no wrinkle at the end of the eyes.

Cheng Suran stared at her intently, and had to admit that even now, he still fell in love with such a beauty.

When I met someone so amazing when I was young, I will never forget it in my life, and I can't hold other people in my heart.

It's just that she may never be able to get rid of the shadow brought by that relationship, and she may never be able to get together with this person...

The meeting lasted for two and a half hours, and part of the work on the first day came to an end, but for the translators, the task was not over yet. During the ensuing dinner session, they were assigned to accompany several industry leaders as accompanying interpreters .

Cheng Suran was fortunate to be with that "fashion freak" Aunt Morgane again.

But Auntie doesn't remember her anymore.

Accompanying the dinner is more difficult than doing simultaneous or consecutive interpreting. There is a lot of wine on the table, and the guests and hosts enjoy themselves. Everyone can enjoy the dinner happily, except the interpreter.

As long as the boss speaks, no matter whether the interpreter is eating or not, he must immediately put down his chopsticks and be on standby at any time. After a dinner, he can't eat a few mouthfuls, or even just drink water and not eat.

Cheng Suran only ate some scallops and caviar, and he was so hungry that he protested, but he couldn't completely relax and eat.

After dinner comes another banquet.

The foreign guests put on their dresses one after another, and Cheng Suran was always by the side of the "weird" aunt. This was the first time she had experienced such an occasion. The novelty gradually outweighed the hunger, and she lost consciousness when she was hungry...

At nine o'clock in the evening, the dinner party was over.

Cheng Suran didn't feel hungry anymore. After returning to the room, he couldn't wait to take a shower, dry his hair, and sit down to read the materials of tomorrow's meeting.

—— tuk tuk tuk

There was a knock on the door.

"Who?" Cheng Suran raised his voice and asked.

Jiang Yu's muffled voice came from outside: "It's me."

Cheng Suran's heart moved slightly, he hesitated for a moment, got up and went to open the door.

A ray of warm yellow light leaked out and merged with the corridor lights. Jiang Yu stood outside the door with two bags in his hands, his cold and proud face showing a bit of softness.

She was also wearing an evening gown, a deep V champagne dress with trailing tails and high side slits reaching her thighs, elegant and sexy.

Cheng Suran's heart beat inexplicably for a while, but his face was very calm, "Is there something else?"

"I don't think you ate anything for dinner, so you brought some snacks here for supper." Jiang Yu raised the paper bag in his hand, turned sideways, passed through the gap beside her, and entered the room.

Cheng Suran: "..."

The hem of the skirt swept over her feet, icy cold, silky and smooth, very comfortable.

Jiang Yu walked to the table, put down the paper bag, and took out the lunch boxes inside. One was square and the other was round, made of ceramic and wood, with the hotel's logo printed on it.

She opened the lunch boxes one by one. The square ones were waffles, and the round ones were fruit yoghurts. They were small and exquisitely presented, making them appetizing just by looking at them.

Cheng Suran looked at the waffle, and there were slight ripples in his peaceful heart.

"I remember you used to like to eat." Jiang Yu said with a smile, took out the tableware and handed it over.

That year they traveled, went to the hot springs, and exercised by the pool. When they were tired and hungry, they took some snacks and ate while resting. She will always remember how Ranran ate like a little hamster.

[So you like to eat this. ]

[Thank you sister. ]

The conversation between the two echoed in her ears, and Cheng Suran's heart trembled slightly. She only felt irony and funny. The hair that had just been washed and blow-dried was fluffy and messy, covering most of her face and expression.

"Of course?" Jiang Yu gently shook the tableware.

Cheng Suran recovered, shook his head, and said, "I don't like eating now."

Jiang Yu was stunned, "Why?"

"People's preferences and tastes change."

"..."

The air suddenly fell into silence.

The two stared at each other.

Jiang Yu lowered his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered, raised his eyes after a moment of silence, and said softly, "Then what do you like to eat? I'll go to the restaurant to see."

Cheng Suran was about to speak when the cell phone beside him rang.

"Sorry." She whispered, picked up her phone and looked at it, it was Wen Ruoxian who quickly ran into the bedroom to answer the phone.

Before the bedroom door closed, Jiang Yu vaguely heard her call a nickname:

"Ruoxian..."

The voice is clear and soft.

Jiang Yu's heart sank.

ruoxian?

who is it?

Will it be the object?

The sound insulation effect of the hotel room is very good. When people talk in the bedroom, the people in the living room can't hear anything, and there is only silent air in their ears.

Time passed by every minute and every second...

Jiang Yu stared at the door intently, tightening his fingers holding the cutlery little by little.

until that door opened.

Cheng Suran came out from the inside holding the phone, his eyes were full of smiles, and the two small dimples on his cheeks had a sweet curvature. When he looked up, he saw Jiang Yu, and the corners of his slightly raised mouth gradually flattened.

She froze for a moment, seeming to remember that there was someone else in the room, and glanced at the desserts on the table.

"Mr. Jiang, thank you for your kindness. I don't want to eat supper at night, so I'd better take it back." She smiled politely.

"it is good……"

Jiang Yu nodded calmly, put the lunch box back up and put it away, turned around with the paper bag in his hand, walked to the door, and stopped the moment his outstretched hand was about to touch the door.

After a long silence, she turned around again.

"Is it your girlfriend?"