After marrying a wealthy family, I just want to start a career[Transmigration Book]

Feng Yun sometimes has some idealism towards the people and things he loves.

So he can say "you only belong to me, and I only belong to you", such romantic and pure words.

But such a person, once he gave up on something, would be very decisive and merciless.

Ning An looked at him with a smile, not knowing how to answer for a while.

The initiative was never in his hands.

Feng Yun thinks like this now, but after knowing the truth, he may not be able to continue thinking like this.

Maybe she will fear him and hate him.

So at this moment, the attachment, tenderness and pure childishness he showed in front of him, he felt very precious.

The food was already served, he picked up a chopstick of shrimp and wanted to send it to the plate in front of Feng Yun.

But Feng Yunyu held his wrist halfway, his palm was warm and dry, full of strength.

He raised his arm, lowered his head, took the shrimp with his hands, and took it with his lips.

He put the shrimp into his mouth, then pressed his lips lightly on his hand, and looked up at him in this posture, charming and charming.

He expected that he could give him a response, and Ning An knew it.

He still looked at him with a smile on his face, his brows were gentle, but his eyes blinked slowly twice out of patience, without saying anything.

Feng Yun was a little disappointed, but it wasn't unbearable. He had gradually gotten used to the feeling of hopelessness.

Sometimes he also thought that maybe he really wasn't good enough, that's why Ning An couldn't respond to him for a long time.

But in the end, he forcefully drove all these thoughts out.

He can't be a self-pitying person. He can be strong, gentle, or childish in front of him, but he can't lose his muscles.

He attributed everything to Ning An's rationality and restraint, and to his serious and responsible attitude towards everything.

Obviously wanting to give him time.

But now he understands that the premise of giving him time is that there can be no one else around him, and he can't have any possibility of leaving him.

His own so-called giving him time is nothing more than self-deception, but confining him by his side to think slowly.

He rubbed his forehead against the back of his hand, feeling a little sad and sorry for this knowledge.

But very weak.

He wants to show his mature and responsible side in front of him, so that he also has a sense of security and can rely on himself with confidence.

But he was always in front of him, easily let go of his guard, showing the most secretive and softest side.

Childish and childish, capricious and immature.

This is a very contradictory point. What he doesn't want to show in front of him can only be shown in front of him.

Because I like him, I want to act like a baby to him, I want to talk to him, I want his sweet words and hugs.

But in front of others, he always puts on a thick mask unconsciously. Instead, he is mature and sharp, advancing and retreating with ease, with ease.

He gradually understood that when he was emotionless, people seemed more reliable.

After dinner, Feng Yun didn't go back to the company.

He didn't know that the situation would turn out like this before, he had already made preparations to accompany Ning An in the afternoon, and dealt with the more urgent work in advance.

Once he had the thought of absenteeism, even if there was still a mountain of work waiting behind him, he could no longer move away from his side and rush there.

They walked downstairs.

Triumph also has Chuhe's high-end line stores.

Ning An took a slow look at the two floors of clothing and accessories, and took the opportunity to learn about the hot-selling styles at different positions in the market, as well as the different fashion elements they contain, and compared the different emphases and general trends of each level. The expected direction is estimated.

He took a lot of photos while looking at it with his mobile phone, and made some records.

It is rare for them to have the opportunity to go shopping together like this. The two of them watched and chatted while walking, and both work and entertainment could be taken care of, so they both enjoyed it.

After the tour, Ning An stopped by the material market to buy fabrics and tools. Everything was ready, and when he was about to go home, the sun had already set and the street lights were on.

During this period, Feng Yun answered a phone call, which was from Liu Qing.

Probably what Chu Yunhe meant, Liu Qing said that it would be his birthday soon, and they wanted to hold a birthday party for him.

Invite some family friends and business partners to come over and let everyone have a good time.

Ask him if he has other ideas.

In the past few months, Feng Yun has already become famous in the business community of City A.

Although he rarely shows up and doesn't like to participate in those social activities, there are not many people in the mall who don't know him.

So the purpose of this banquet is actually very obvious. It is said that everyone has fun, but in fact, they want to introduce him solemnly and take the opportunity to reveal his identity.

Feng Yun was silent for a while, then looked at Ning An.

Ning An didn't look at him, and was also holding the phone, his slender and white fingers were nimbly jumping on the screen, probably replying to a message.

"Thank you, auntie, but this year I still think about it more simply." Feng Yun replied politely, but then added: "Wait until August."

Chu Yunhe's birthday is in August.

The reason why Feng Yun made such a decision also had his own ideas.

The civil strife in Chuhe has not completely subsided yet, and many people are still waiting and watching, not daring to stand in line easily.

And Feng Yun no longer needed to rely on such things as his background to consolidate his position in Chuhe, so he was not in a hurry.

Sometimes the more chaotic the situation, the clearer the situation. Although more than three months is not a long time, it is enough to do a lot of things.

Chuhe is such a big company, it should have been decomposed a long time ago.

If you don't take the opportunity to do this matter now, and think about it again later, it may not be so simple.

Therefore, he wanted to hide his life experience first, and watch them mess up for a while.

Besides, it should be a very gratifying thing for Chu Yunhe if he chooses to disclose his life experience at Chu Yunhe's birthday party.

With more and more contacts, Feng Yun didn't say anything, but he really admired Chu Yunhe's behavior more and more.

Except for the fact that he abandoned Feng Ran to be with Liu Qing when he was young, he may never be able to forgive him, in other respects he can indeed look at him slowly without any prejudice.

Hearing what he said, Liu Qing smiled and said softly, "Okay, then come over to have dinner at home on your birthday, and the family will simply get together, so let's not engage in formalism."

Feng agreed.

In fact, for the previous 23 years, he didn't really care about his birthday.

Many times he even hated the day he was born.

He thought more than once that it might be better if he hadn't been born.

But now, looking at Ning An next to him, he no longer thinks that way.

Because of meeting him, his world became warm and bright.

He brought light to him, made him perceive the infinitely better and hopeful side of life.

So for those in the past, he didn't think there was anything else to complain about.

And he also expects that Ning An can give him a gift, or he asks him for something that is not easy to get at ordinary times.

Such as hugging, such as kissing, it is okay not to kiss the lips.

Thinking about this, he smiled and asked him, "What are you busy with?"

Ning An turned her head to the side: "Fang Jin said that GS is going to shoot a promotional video for autumn and winter, and because I shot the brochure for spring and summer this year, he still wants me to continue filming."

GS has its own part of high-end users, and their promotion through offline and online platforms is also very successful, especially the online platform.

So this time not only to shoot the autumn and winter sample album, but also to shoot a TVC by the way, and put it on the network platform.

Nowadays, many self-operated brands have given up TV advertising, and instead rely more on Internet and self-media publicity. There are many successful cases.

This is also the publicity route that GS will take in the short term.

"Oh," Feng Yun looked at him: "Did you pick it up?"

"Well," Ning An said, "the salary is quite high."

He called up the calculator again and started to calculate. After a while, he said, "I don't plan to accept too many events this year, but I still have to accept events with good brands and relatively high rewards. After all, I need to save more money."

Feng Yun looked at his seriously calculating side face, but didn't say anything.

They drove home and wanted to stop by a good shop for fish soup.

When passing through the business district, the traffic jam was severe.

The crowds are constantly flowing, and the night market has already been set up.

Looking along the street of the night market, a bright jade belt lit by lights extends to a very far place, which is extremely lively.

Stopping and walking, Feng Yun accidentally saw a new online celebrity dessert shop opened across the road.

He knew this store because of his secretary Yang Miao.

During the break at noon that day, his assistant went out to eat, so Feng Yun went to the tea room to pour coffee by himself.

And Yang Miao was sitting with a few girls in the tea room, chatting and eating ice cream and small cakes.

Because of working a lot of overtime, Chu He prepared a lot of snacks for the employees in the tea room, Feng Yun didn't care.

But the girls obviously didn't expect him to come over, and after a moment of stunned, they hurriedly tried to hide the things on the table.

Feng Yun looked at them quietly for a while, and they blushed again and withdrew their hands.

Yang Miao wisely went to the refrigerator to take out a huge ice cream bucket and held it in her hand: "Mr. Feng, do you want to eat?"

Feng Yun raised his eyebrows: "What is this?"

"Internet celebrity ice cream sent by Yang Miao's suitor." Someone said, "It's super delicious."

Feng Yun was a little strange: "Ice cream?"

Seeing that he wasn't as indifferent as usual, the girls blushed and chirped, "Because it's sweet, and love also tastes sweet, very similar to this."

The ice cream bucket had condensed a layer of water droplets, and Yang Miao blushed, the girl who glared the most was still obediently holding the ice cream bucket in her hand.

Her boss just stared at it thoughtfully, but didn't say whether to eat or not.

Feng Yun only smiled when Yang Miao's hands were almost numb from the cold.

"I won't eat it," he said.

He hadn't been allowed to eat much of these things since he was a child, so he didn't quite understand their fascination.

Watching Yang Miao carefully put the ice cream bucket back into the refrigerator, he said again: "During the break, it doesn't matter what you want to eat, you don't need to hide."

Feng Yun took the coffee and went back to the office. He was thinking about something, so he forgot to add sugar, and the coffee tasted extremely bitter.

But slowly, some repentance.

This is the taste that Ning An likes to drink, and it can't be said that he likes it. It may just be a taste that he has to get used to in order to maintain his figure.

He suddenly wanted to taste how sweet the ice cream was.

Will the taste of love really be as sweet as ice cream?No bitterness?

He hasn't been in love yet, but now his mood is like this cup of bitter coffee, with a mellow fragrance and sweet aftertaste in the bitterness.

But he wanted to eat ice cream, to taste the taste of love, he didn't want bitterness, he just wanted sweetness, it didn't matter if it was too sweet.

The gleaming sign on the opposite store sign gradually overlapped with the sign on the ice cream bucket that Yang Miao was holding in his hand, arousing the desire in his heart.

He parked the car on the side of the road and said to Ning An, "Wait for me."

Then the long legs stepped out of the car and went straight to the opposite side of the road.

There was a long queue at the door of the store, and he waited patiently, turning his head to look at the cars parked on the side of the road from time to time.

After waiting for a long time, he bought two ice cream balls and walked back holding them carefully.

The flavor of ice cream is chosen for him by the clerk.

He is not very experienced, and it is very difficult to see the various tastes.

The clerk blushed and recommended taro and vanilla flavors for him.

Satisfied, Feng Yun carried the ice cream back to the car, and passed the first scoop to Ning An's lips: "They said it tastes like love, do you have a taste?"

Ning An looked down, it was a little funny, but it was just ice cream.

He often ate it when he was a child, and he often kept it in the refrigerator at home.

But after becoming a model, he seldom touched this kind of food because of its high calorie content.

It's okay to get used to it, and I don't usually feel greedy.

But when I put it in front of myself like now, with that sweet smell lingering in my nose, I really can't help but miss it very much.

But the habit of self-discipline made him hesitate again.

"Eat." Feng Yun was a little anxious, and the spoon moved to his lips again, and it was close to his lips, the touch was cold, but the sweetness was even stronger.

The ice cream had melted a bit and stuck to his lips. Ning An opened his lips, took the small dessert spoon into his mouth, and sucked up the cold sweetness on top. .

A clean and transparent dessert spoon spit out from his mouth, and he raised his eyes with a smile: "It's delicious."

The ice cream stained on the lower lip turned into a liquid, with a little purple, which wet the lips.

Feng Yun held the ice cream box in one hand and the dessert spoon in the other,

He stared at those lips, naturally took the empty dessert spoon into his mouth, and wiped the remaining ice cream off his lips with his hand.

Ning An watched him put the empty spoon into his mouth, and felt a strange feeling in his heart. He blushed suddenly and lowered his eyes.

Feng Yun's fingertips caressed his soft lips, which were slightly cold from eating ice.

Seeing the faint blush on his snow-white skin, he couldn't help being startled.

Resisting the urge to kiss that finger too, the dessert spoon with nothing in his mouth was carefully depicted over and over again. .

It was empty, but it seemed to contain too many things, making his heart throbbing and numb.

It was indeed sweet, the taste of love, Yang Miao and the others did not lie to him.

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感谢在2019-11-1019:26:19~2019-11-1215:31:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Did you explode 1 today;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottles of Qinyuan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!