My girlfriend is from the future!

When He Tianran pushed the door open, Wen Liang could clearly see the visitor standing behind that colleague outside the door - Yu Naoqiu.

How did the two of them get together?
Thinking of the time when he had met this woman at a previous class reunion, Wen Liang was surprised, but he had to suppress this fleeting thought as the door of the conference room closed again.

Outside the door, He Tianran looked at the somewhat unfamiliar visitor in front of him and gave a stiff smile.

"I'm going to the bathroom first, please wait for me in my office."

"it is good."

Yu Naoqiu, dressed like an urban beauty, pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on her nose, and without any suspicion, followed the female colleague who had just knocked on the door and left.

"Whoo~"

Looking at the two people's backs as they left, He Tianran breathed a sigh of relief.

Five minutes later, in the company's bathroom.

“Huahuahuahua——”

In front of the sink, water from the copper faucet continued to flow. He Tianran scooped up a handful of water and wiped his face, then supported his hands on both sides and looked at his wet face in the mirror. This young man, who was not even thirty years old and whose career was already at its peak, had bright features and sharp edges. The good life he had in the past few years and the confidence he gained from being able to display his talents had tempered him into a determined temperament.

However, the most bizarre thing at this moment was that his eyes, which should have been full of determination, now revealed an inappropriate embarrassment.

This embarrassment naturally comes from the immature teenage personality in this body.

In the past half month, He Tianran had thought about playing his current role in social life well, but all of this was too unfamiliar to him. Human growth may only take a moment, but the moment of waiting for growth is destined to be long.

When a boy cannot quickly become a man, his only subconscious decision is to escape.

It's not like he hasn't tried to find ways to solve some problems. For example, Yu Naoqiu, who came to visit him today, was a breakthrough he found during this period of time. He asked the other party what kind of person he was before he lost his memory, why he became like this, etc.

But now that he had invited the person to come, he began to get scared again. What would happen if his parents knew about his situation?

Now his mother lives with him, helps him with his work, and he sees her every day. His father affirms his career and wants to give him more power. The young He Tianran has never been valued by his parents as much as he is now. This kind of life should have been what he dreamed of as a teenager. He does not want to break this "ideal" state, but he finds that he cannot control this kind of life in his current state.

Is it possible that we can only hope that the psychiatrist will keep it a secret?

The young man He Tianran's mind became more and more confused. He didn't know how to ask what he wanted to know when they met later...

The water from the faucet was still running. He scooped up two handfuls of water and wiped his cheeks vigorously, trying to make himself more awake. Until he looked at himself in the mirror again, an idea came to his mind.

"If only I hadn't lost my memory, if only I were still the adult who could handle all current affairs in an orderly manner."

……

……

Yu Naoqiu waited alone in He Tianran's office. After a long time, he naturally felt a little bored.

This was not her first time to come to the Shanhai Building. Her father had taken her to several shareholders' meetings before, but that was several years ago.

He Yuanchong had also asked her to come, saying that he wanted to discuss several real estate projects under his name, but most of the topics were either about building relationships, trying to persuade her to invest and use the relationship to get her father to join in as well; or they were all about having fun, driving around in BMWs and luxury cars, as if he was afraid that others would not know the strength of him, the second young master of the He family.

Yu Naoqiu has seen too many rich second-generations like him. They are a bit dissolute, but at least they are not stupid. They have ambitions, but they are still some distance away from what they really want.

Thinking of this, Yu Naoqiu was still quite curious about what topic He Tianran would start with.

After all, compared to the last time He Yuanchong brought him here, he said with certainty that He Panshan was currently testing him and letting him hone his skills in the company. There was only a glass partition workstation that was different from that of ordinary employees. Yu Naoqiu looked around the decoration of this office and had a rough idea in his mind.

When it comes to the weight of a person in another person's heart, material things may not be the most important factor, but they are the most direct way of expression.

Even though He Tianran's regular office has moved back to Zhuguang Lane and he only comes back here when it comes to the Surfing Line Video business, the entire company still leaves him a corner in this high-rise building.

The walls of the entire office are painted with high-quality light grey paint, which is both modern and calm. Several minimalist art paintings are dotted around. In the north corner of the area, there is a small open cloakroom with several suits of different colors. The shoulders and collars are spotless, suitable for different occasions. It can be seen that someone cleans and maintains them regularly.

Behind the walnut desk is a chic tobacco and wine cabinet, which neatly displays a selection of red wines and cigars for the owner to relax after busy work.

The ceiling of this office does not have complicated chandeliers installed, but makes full use of natural light. The large floor-to-ceiling windows extend from the ground to the ceiling, allowing sunlight to fill the entire room. Yu Naoqiu stood up and looked out the window at the Tuomo River rushing to the sea. Even though she came from a wealthy family, standing here, she once again understood He Panshan's preference and He Yuanchong's anxiety.

Just as the woman was standing by the window gazing at the river view in deep thought, the door behind her opened, and the reflection in the window showed He Tianran walking in.

Yu Naoqiu turned around, took a good look at the tall man, and then smiled brightly:

"Brother Tianran is dressed really youthfully today. He looks like a college student."

Of course, He Tianran's personality transformation is not just about his character. In November in Hong Kong, a white printed sweatshirt wrapped around a casual jacket and a pair of jeans, this combination is obviously more suitable for young people's taste and is also more relaxed.

However, in the adult world, there are not many things related to "relaxation".

He Tianran did not comment too much on the comment "like a college student". Instead, he looked around the office in silence with an abnormal and unfamiliar look, just like Yu Naoqiu had done before.

This period of time was not long, just a few seconds. Just when Yu Naoqiu was about to ask in confusion, He Tianran's eyes suddenly shot over, sweeping away the abnormal demeanor of the previous one, and politely asked:
"Miss Yu, do you know anything about wine?"

"Ok?"

There were no polite greetings or unnecessary enthusiasm such as "sorry for the long wait" or "long time no see". He Tianran's inexplicable words made the smile on Yu Naoqiu's face freeze slightly. She tilted her head slightly, but her eyes were still looking directly at the man in front of her.

The answer is actually self-evident. Yu Naoqiu's father has a large collection of wine, and his family also has a hotel business, so even if he is not an expert in this, he is also a knowledgeable person.

He Tianran didn't wait for her specific answer, and Yu Naoqiu didn't say much when he saw this. He just waited for the atmosphere to pause for a moment, and then the two of them walked towards the wine cabinet behind the desk, one after the other, as if they had a tacit understanding.

The two stood side by side in front of the wine cabinet, looking at the various high-end foreign wines on display. The woman pointed to a bottle in the middle and said, "Romanee-Conti, my dad likes to open this wine when he makes a deal. Director He, are you going to treat me with this?"

He Tianran stroked his chin and smiled:
"Two hundred thousand a bottle of wine, even I feel a little pain in the ass. Miss Yu, do we have a project cooperation worth twenty million?"

"Director He, is that what you want to do? Okay, then..."

If what kind of person is what determines what kind of wine He Tianran opens, then Yu Naoqiu understood. She glanced at the wines in the cabinet again and pointed to a bottle of red-label wine.

"That's it, Petrus de Bordeaux?"

This wine is known as the King of Bordeaux wine and is well-known for its noble, complex and rich flavor. It enjoys a high status among wine lovers and collectors around the world, and the average market price is RMB 50,000.

Seeing He Tianran hesitate again, Yu Naoqiu put his hands behind his back and took the initiative:

"Whether it's a 200,000 yuan wine or a 50,000 yuan wine, just relax, Tianran. Although I'm not good at choosing wine, I'm good at making friends, especially with you, Tianran. So I don't care about the value of the wine. Just treat it as a gift to Buddha this time. Just order whatever you like."

This was a very grand statement. Not only did it reverse the position and shift He Tianran's behavior of measuring the value of others to measuring his own value, but it also raised his own value from a self-perspective. If He Tianran showed weakness next, he would be considered inferior.

However, perhaps only a rich lady like Yu Naoqiu, who has seen and eaten everything, can say such things with such confidence.

But He Tianran didn't take it seriously. There was no trace of panic or flattery on his face. He just explained slowly and as a matter of course:

"Romanee-Conti may be luxurious, but in an occasion like ours, it seems a bit greasy. This bottle of Petrus has been aged for eight years. Although it has distinct layers, the vanilla and fruity notes at the beginning have gradually weakened, and are replaced by the leather, tobacco and other woody notes that come with aging. This is not bad. Miss Yu, if you were a man, I would definitely choose this without hesitation. So from the beginning, I have been thinking about what kind of wine would be suitable for you. Until the two of us... now standing together, I finally got the answer."

"what is the answer?"

Yu Naoqiu looked puzzled. He Tianran opened the wine cabinet with his bare hands, took out a bottle of Champagne Musigny, and answered simply:
"The smell of flowers...or rather, the smell of your perfume."

In an instant, the woman's face turned red before she even drank the wine.

He Tianran seemed to ignore this. He turned around, took out a wine knife and two wine glasses, cut off the lead cap of the wine bottle, and used a screwdriver to drill a hole in the cork. While doing this, he said:

“It is said that the end of wine is Burgundy, and the end of Burgundy is Musigny, which is where this wine is produced. Although the prices of some first-class wines are not as exaggerated as the first two, due to the small planting area, they are often in a situation where there is a price but no market. This bottle of wine from the grand cru winery in my hand is even more so.”

Yu Naoqiu walked around to He Tianran and watched him open the wine.

"So, why do you think this wine is suitable for me?"

"From the visual point of view, its color may not be the darkest, and from the taste point of view, its structure is not the strongest, but it has the richest floral fragrance and a lace-like texture, just like Miss Yu. What I admire is your fragrance and elegance, not your strength and muscles."

"Why call me Miss Yu? Brother Tianran, you are too polite. We haven't seen each other for only half a month. Why do we feel so distant again? You should just call me Naonao."

He Tianran didn't comment. He raised his wrist, and with a "pop" sound, the cork was pulled out.

The man put the bottle mouth to his nose and sniffed it, then turned to Yu Naoqiu.

"Smell it."

The woman stroked her hair, leaned down and sniffed it as well. Her brows suddenly frowned, and then she sniffed again uncertainly. Her brows frowned even tighter, and she said unconfidently:

"Why...why does it smell like rotten eggs?"

He Tianran was delighted to see this, as if his evil plan had succeeded, and laughed, "Because he's still drunk!"

The woman immediately raised her head, her eyes wide open, feeling embarrassed, annoyed, and helpless, and complained loudly:

"Brother Tianran, you are really...really bad! Why didn't you show any expression when you smelled it just now?!"

"Because I was holding my breath~hahaha."

This little episode made the sense of distance between the two people after not seeing each other for many days disappear completely, at least that's what Yu Naoqiu thought.

He Tianran poured the wine into the glass beside him and explained:

"Aged wine will have this kind of off-flavor after opening, but Burgundy wine generally does not need to be decanted for too long, so we just need to decant it. Wait for a minute, and the tannins inside will expand and oxidize, and the aroma will be stimulated. Then you can smell it and see."

He picked up two wine glasses in each hand, shook them, handed one to Yu Naoqiu, and then walked to the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and sat down.

Yu Naoqiu followed with the wine, walked over and sat down opposite him, placing the wine glass on the small table between them.

"Brother Tianran, why did you ask me to come here today?"

Yu Naoqiu crossed her legs and leaned her upper body slightly on the sofa, and she asked.

"Psychological consultation, just like the reason I came to you last time."

He Tianran stared out the window without looking at her.

"Now? You want me to stimulate your subconscious mind here through hypnosis?"

The woman was very surprised. She blurted out that hypnosis requires a very particular environment. She didn't think this office was a good place for hypnosis, and it seemed that He Tianran would have a meeting to attend later.

However, when He Tianran heard these words, he suddenly stopped shaking the wine glass.

He raised the wine glass and even put the tip of his nose into the glass. After the wine stained his lips, he just took a sip lightly. As he put down the wine glass, the expression that was half-hidden by his hand reappeared in front of Yu Naoqiu.

The man also placed his wine glass on the small round table, then crossed his hands in front of his abdomen. His back was naturally bent, and he did not lie down on the sofa. He just stared at him without saying a word. Yu Naoqiu could not understand the almost mysterious expression on his face for a moment, but he found that there was a strange look in the man's eyes, and then he heard this sentence that seemed to be full of interest:

"So that's how it is... Heh~ Interesting." (End of this chapter)