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It happened to be the day when I ran into Cheng Suran at the airport.

Weibo accompanying text: [I saw Jiang Yu at the airport ahhh!The real person is so tall and beautiful, I didn't mess with it! ]

Jiang Yu frowned looking at the photo, remembering the passerby who held up his mobile phone to take pictures of himself that day, the clues matched, but, how did Bai Lu find the amateur Weibo?

Soon she understood.

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"..."

The word "little sister" hurt Jiang Yu's eyes.

This is synonymous with canary.

Of course, she had been jealous of Bai Lu before, but Bai Lu didn't express anything at that time, it's just that she gradually became more possessive until now.

For some reason, it made her a little uneasy.

Jiang Yu couldn't figure it out, and only thought it was a joke, so he sent a voice message in a serious tone: "Now she is a partner of the company, not a little sister, you should call her 'Boss Cheng'."

Bai Lu: [? ]

Jiang Yu: [I will explain later, you should take a good rest for a few days. ]

After waiting for a while, Bai Lu replied: [Okay, I will find you for dinner later. ]

[Um. ]

After logging out of WeChat, Jiang Yu put down his phone and took a sip of the hot water next to him.

Her nose was still a bit stuffed, and the cold was so severe that the medicine didn't help her so much. She woke up every day with a top-heavy head, and she spoke with a nasal voice, hoarse and low-no wonder she could hear it.

Jiang Yu sighed.Thinking of seeing Ranran next Wednesday, my mood brightened again.

……

The nanny car was driving on the highway, Bai Lu looked out the window, touched the phone screen with her fingertips over and over again, and played the voice, Jiang Yu's serious and cold voice came from the earphone.

Finally, it stopped.

She sneered.

partner?Mr. Cheng?I'm afraid it's another trick to spoil a little lover.

dirty.

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of the office building.

Bai Lu put on her hat and mask, got out of the car, and took the elevator to the twelfth floor.

When I came out, there was an empty front desk, and my name hadn't been hung yet. I walked straight through the messy office with desks and chairs, and came to a small office, and knocked on the door.

"Enter."

She pushed the door in.

A short-haired middle-aged woman in a leather jacket sat on a swivel chair and looked at her with a smile, "Come on, how about this place?"

Her agent Mina.

"It's too messy outside, clean it up as soon as possible." Bai Lu covered her nose and fanned the ashes, frowned, took out a tissue from her bag, and wiped the already clean chair carefully before sitting down.

Mina nodded leisurely: "These are trivial matters, don't worry."

"How is the contact with the Russian parent company?"

"Well, we can finish the decoration here in two or three days. When you sit in town, the models from Russia will sign with us directly. I have contacted several agents and show directors in New York and Paris. After signing, we will directly send people Send it over."

"The timing is not very good. This year's spring and summer are over, and the next time will be at the Gao Ding show in January at the earliest. Are you sure that the newcomer will go directly to the Gao Ding show?" Bai Lu said in a serious tone, tapping her index finger Looking at the table, he looked like a big boss, no longer that charming and glamorous appearance.

Mina was smiling, her shrewd and sharp eyes could penetrate people's hearts, but her face was calm and composed: "You are wrong, the time is just right, it will be after the end of the fashion season. There is no show, and there will be a print shoot, let alone Serious magazines, how many models are discovered because of a simple photo, aren’t you yourself? As long as there is exposure and can be seen, there is a chance, and they have good qualifications, don’t worry.”

Bai Lu raised her eyebrows and raised the corners of her mouth.

"Sister Na, I can rest assured. After all these years, we have finally become the bosses, so it's most comfortable to do things for ourselves."

"Yeah," Mina smiled sarcastically, "I'm with the wrong person, so I might as well go it alone."

"When will you resign?"

"Wait for the first batch of models to be sent to New York and Paris."

"That will take a long time. If you don't give up for a day, you will continue to report to Tian Lin's work. I will feel aggrieved for you. Heh...you talk about qualifications and performance. How can she not be beaten by you? Jiang Mobu I knew I was on guard against you, so I lifted her up." Bai Lu curled her lips.

Mina's slightly wrinkled face sank, and when she heard the word "Jiang Mobu", she couldn't help laughing again, "It's never too late for a good meal, I know it by myself."

"Hey, where's your boyfriend?"

"It's been a long time ago," Bai Lu said casually, and then she was taken aback, "What kind of boyfriend? What kind of boyfriend is a poor actor? I cheated Jiang Mobu. It doesn't count as 'division', it's money and goods."

Mina said "Yo" and nodded again and again, "Slip of tongue."

"However, Jiang Yu is not easy to deceive. You should restrain yourself and don't go too far. She can't find out for now."

"Got it." Bai Lu made an OK gesture.

The two smiled at each other.

……

Wednesday was cloudy.

On the eve of departure, Cheng Suran packed his luggage, just like many days of business trips, no difference.But at night, she suffered from insomnia, and her mind was filled with Jiang Yu's drenched appearance sitting there, and the nasal voice of that man's voice echoed in her ears...

She fell asleep in a daze in the early morning and was woken up by the alarm clock at nine o'clock. She couldn't enter the state of the working day for a long time, as if she was not going to work, but just to see that person.

The familiar black car was waiting at the gate of the community.

The driver put the luggage for Cheng Suran, opened the rear door, she bent down to get in the car, and a light scent of iris entered her nostrils.

Jiang Yu was sitting next to her, with her face sideways, her long eyelashes clearly defined, the corners of her eyes slightly brows, her lips were rich and dark red, she was wearing a full set of white suits, she was cold and capable, yet elegant.

She looked away from the file on the tray table.

Cheng Suran looked at her, lost his mind.

"Of course, have you had breakfast?" Jiang Yu asked softly, with a faint smile on his lips.

Cheng Suran nodded.

Jiang Yu didn't speak any more, and his gaze fell back to the document.

Cheng Suran stared at her for a while, hesitated to speak, and silently looked away.

It was very quiet all the way.

When we arrived at the airport, we met other people, completed the check-in procedures, and half an hour before the flight took off, the group entered the VIP lounge.

Cheng Suran was Jiang Yu's accompanying interpreter and followed her the whole time. There were two vacant seats by the window. They sat down respectively. One continued to flip through the documents and the other read the meeting materials. Neither of them spoke.

There are turbulent waves hidden under the calm surface.

Cheng Suran was a little absent-minded, and couldn't help glancing at the people around him from the corner of his eye, but saw that Jiang Yu's expression was focused, and he was not disturbed by the outside world at all, and his words spun around and around.

Time passed by every minute and every second...

"Have you recovered from your cold?" she said suddenly.

Jiang Yu was startled, turned around, and saw Cheng Suran looking at him with concern, with worries in his eyes.She was quite surprised, her lips trembling slightly: "Okay..."

Cheng Suran pursed his lips, lowered his head, and said softly, "I'm sorry that night, I shouldn't have left you there alone..." Having said that, he raised his head again and looked at her with regretful eyes, "Later I I went to see it again, but you were not there, you... are you okay later?"

As soon as the words fell, my heart ached.

How could it be all right.

She was full of thoughts about not caring about Jiang Yu any more, and not getting any more emotions for Jiang Yu, but she still couldn't do it after all.I dreamed all night and all night, dreaming of her embarrassed appearance, and woke up in heartache.

She was about to be tortured insane by herself.

"It's okay," Jiang Yu smiled lightly, "It's just a small cold."

"..."

Cheng Suran nodded slightly, not knowing what else to say for a moment, so he smiled at her, lowered his head and continued to read the information.

The condensed and stiff atmosphere seemed to be broken, and a warm air flowed slowly.

Jiang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart was also in a state of confusion, with thousands of feelings coming up...

It turned out that he didn't ignore her anymore.

She always has a place in Ranran's heart.

The heart soaked in cold water suddenly warmed up again, and the lost blood flowed back little by little, filling her empty and cold chest, and she seemed to be alive again.

……

Arrive in the capital at [-]:[-]pm.

The residence arranged for this meeting is not a hotel, but a vacation apartment similar to a private house, each room has two bedrooms and one living room. Cheng Suran naturally chose to live in one room with Jiang Yu.

It is for the convenience of work.

she said to herself.

After check-in, they packed their bags and took a short rest. At about 03:30, the group set off to meet the representative of the parent company in Paris.

The other company has been delivering external models for domestic model agencies for a long time. The headquarter is in Paris. There is no branch in China, only a business point. Jiangyu plans to expand the external model market. In the first half of this year, he signed a delivery contract with a Russian parent company. Prepare to complete the second contract in half a year.

The two sides met and talked happily.

Naturally, there will be dinner in the evening.

In October, the north is colder than Jiangcheng. In the evening, there is a little drizzle in the sky.

At the dinner table, Cheng Suran was sitting next to Jiang Yu. She was in a hurry today and didn't have time to eat in advance to fill her stomach. She was already prepared to not move her chopsticks, and tried her best to make the meal a success.

But Jiang Yu suddenly spoke French.

"Anais, On l'aime pour sabeauté saine et classique..."

"?"

Cheng Suran was stunned.

Several Frenchmen were also obviously taken aback.

Then continue talking.

While other people were talking, Jiang Yu turned his head to look at Cheng Suran, lowered his voice and said, "Don't be hungry, eat something quickly." Then he turned back.

Cheng Suran's eyes showed shock.

this person...

When did you learn it?

But after listening to a few sentences, she soon discovered that Jiang Yu was just a half-baked guy, whose level of English was about the same as that of domestic third-year junior high school students, and his vocabulary was very simple.

He was fighting for her time to eat.

The softest part of my heart was pinched, and there was a dull pain. Cheng Suran's nose was sore, and he didn't dare to waste any more time, so he hurried to eat.

The meal took two hours.

Cheng Suran was a little supportive.

……

Back at the apartment, Jiang Yu took a shower first.

Cheng Suran was sitting on the sofa, flipping through tomorrow's meeting materials, while listening to the sound of water dripping in the bathroom, his heart was in a mess and he couldn't concentrate.

She will go in after Jiang Yu comes out.

The bathroom is filled with fragrance, clear and intoxicating, it is the familiar iris root.

She takes an extra long time in the wash.

Coming out of the bathroom, the living room was empty. Cheng Suran subconsciously looked for Jiang Yu's figure, and when he looked up, he saw her standing on the balcony.

Her hair was loose, and the loose wine-red nightgown was tied around her waist, with graceful lines, and a pair of slender calves were long and straight.

Sexy and alluring.

Cheng Suran stared at the back, his cheeks were slightly hot, and his heart beat a lot faster unconsciously.She stepped forward and came behind Jiang Yu, "When did you learn French?"

The back froze, then turned around.

"In the past two years," Jiang Yu smiled softly, his eyes a little out of focus, "When dealing with people in this circle, you must know a little bit. It's no problem to deal with simple communication, but it's definitely not as professional as yours."

Of course it is right in front of you.

She wanted to hug her so much.

"Oh……"

Cheng Suran looked at her deeply for a long time, then said softly, "Thank you."

"what?"

"Buy me time."

Jiang Yu understood, pursed his lips and smiled, not knowing what to say for a while.

Ever since she experienced the last conference, she knew that it was difficult to be accompanied at the dinner, everyone could eat, but the translator had to be hungry and concentrate.

It's happened once, there can't be a second time.

Because that's her nature.

"You... go to bed early, I'll read the information later." Cheng Suran smiled back, with a little star in his eyes.

Jiang Yu shook his head: "It's not so early yet."

"..."

There was an eerie silence between the two of them.

Cheng Suran didn't say any more, and sat on the sofa with the meeting materials in his hands. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Jiang Yu also sat down. When he flipped through the document, he didn't know if it was a contract or something else.

She suddenly couldn't concentrate.

Looking at it, there was a faint pain in the stomach, first for a while, and then gradually for a continuous cramping...

Cheng Suran covered his stomach, curled up, and made an uncontrollable gasp in his throat.

hiss--

pain.

"Of course?" Jiang Yu noticed that her expression was wrong, put down the document and sat down, "What's wrong?"

"Stomach... hurts..." Cheng Suran gritted his teeth and said.

Jiang Yu reached out and touched the place she was covering, and frowned, "This is the stomach."

"Um……"

"Why do you have a stomachache? Do you often have pain?"

"No," Cheng Suran gasped, "Maybe I ate a lot of glutinous rice at night..."

Seeing beads of sweat oozing from her forehead and her painful expression, Jiang Yu was so anxious that he got up and ransacked the room, but couldn't find any medicines, so he realized that this was not a hotel.

Without further ado, she put on her coat and picked up her bag, "Of course, wait for me, I'll go out to buy medicine."

Cheng Suran opened his mouth, but before he could speak, he had already left.

It was past nine o'clock at night, the cold was severe, and the nearby pharmacy was still open, so Jiang Yu went to buy stomach medicine and digestive medicine covered in the cold, and hurried back.

There was no one in the living room.

"Of course?" she called out loudly.

A suppressed voice came from the master bedroom: "I'm here..."

Jiang Yu put down his bag, poured a glass of warm water, and entered the room with the medicine.

The light in the bedroom was dim and warm yellow. Cheng Suran lay on the bed sideways, curled up, and let out painful gasps.

"The medicine is here, but..." Jiang Yu put the water by the bedside table, stretched out his hand to help her up, wrapped her tightly in his arms with his long arms, carefully peeled off the medicine, and brought it to her mouth.

The fragrance of iris in his bosom became more and more intense, Cheng Suran leaned against her, a little greedy, obediently swallowed the pill in his mouth, took the water she handed him, and swallowed it.

"Well."

Jiang Yu hugged her and comforted her softly: "It won't hurt in a while."

Cheng Suran drooped his eyelids and said nothing.

In the silence, each other's rapid breathing, chaotic heartbeat, fragrance and body temperature are slowly intertwined and fused together.

I don't know how long it took, Cheng Suran felt the pain gradually lessen until it disappeared, and overwhelming drowsiness swept over her, her upper and lower eyelids were fighting...

"Of course, does it still hurt?" Jiang Yu asked nervously.

Only silence answered her.

Fell asleep.

Jiang Yu's furrowed brows relaxed, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He lightly laid the man down, pulled the quilt over him, and got up to leave.

"Sister..." Cheng Suran murmured in a sound sleep.

Jiang Yu froze.