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【I finished the exam】

[Dancing video sent to you]

[Pass the exam easily]

There is also a "yeah" expression behind it.

Fu Yanlou could easily imagine how happy she looked when she sent this expression.

In fact, she is easily satisfied.

Fu Yanlou clicked on the video.

In the video, Wen Ying was dressed in a custom-made Yueying gauze dress, turning around and dancing gracefully to the sound of music.

In the hazy light and shadow, her slender waist was moving and spinning like a whirlwind, showing an indescribable grace and agility.

The softness that emanated from her bones made her look so ecstatic when she stopped to look at it.

Come down.

The hairpin is curling up, haloing and yellow, and the jade color is light and bright.

It can be said that every glance and every smile is touching.

Classical dance is just a piece of time, but the clever thing is that he can understand the story inside.

"Spring Silence·Pear Blossom Snow"

Missing is not a sudden red tide, but a continuous drizzle that drowns people.

Fu Yanlou watched the video again, saved it to his phone, and exited.

No wonder the king didn't go to court early, he finally understood.

Fu Yanlou asked the person behind him, "How long until the next meeting?"

Assistant You replied, "There are still fifteen minutes."

Fu Yanlou said without hesitation, "Please inform me and postpone it for another fifteen minutes."

Assistant You understood it and smiled secretly, "Yes, Mr. Fu."

When Wen Ying received the video call from Fu Yanlou, he had just scanned the QR code and paid.

Wen Ying said in a brisk tone, "Fu Yanlou."

"I watched the dancing video."

Wen Ying walked outside the dessert shop, "How was it?"

Archie took the dessert from the clerk and followed her.

Fu Yanlou put his face close to the phone and whispered into the receiver, "It sparkles when I dance, it's amazing."

His Yingying shines so brightly.

Wen Ying got into the car with a smile on her lips. She liked to hear compliments from the people she liked.

"But my tutor said I was performing normally." Wen Ying boasted of his talent, but most of the time he still had a happy-go-lucky mentality, "Anyway, just pass the exam. Do you know what the dance music is called?"

Wen Ying signaled the bodyguard to open the dessert box with her eyes, and then she heard Fu Yanlou say, "Spring Silence·Pear Blossom Snow."

Wen Ying was surprised, "You actually know?"

His tone was normal, "Well, you are a classical dancer, so I know a little bit about it."

I really want to understand this, but how can I understand it without putting in some effort.

You have to care about someone to want to know everything about her.

"Then do you know what that song means?" Wen Ying scooped up a small piece of dessert and put it in her mouth. The sweetness spread to her taste buds, feeling satisfied.

Fu Yanlou followed her movements and his eyes darkened slightly, "Yeah, I know."

Wen Ying felt very happy just thinking about it. He could understand what she wanted to express.

"Yingying." Fu Yanlou reminded her, "There is butter on your lips."

Wen Ying leaned close to the phone screen and stuck out her tongue to lick off the cream. She didn't notice Fu Yanlou's eyes, "I have to go to the gym after eating this dessert."

Fu Yanlou's breathing was a little erratic, but he didn't look out of place, "You're fine just the way you are."

"That won't work." Sometimes, Wen Ying is still a little strict with herself, "What if I gain weight and can't fit into the engagement dress?"

Wen Ying hasn't seen her engagement dress yet. It was prepared by Fu Yanlou. Wen Ying can really trust it to him, but she is still afraid of gaining weight during the period.

Fu Yanlou suggested, "Then I ask the costume designer to widen the waistline by how much?"

Wen Ying, "..."

Good suggestion, but don’t say it next time.

Wen Ying pouted, "Isn't this embarrassing the costume designer? I'd better go to the gym to burn off some calories."

Junzhi must have finished the exam, so he just invited her to join him.

Wen Ying sent a message to Lu Junzhi.

Lu Junzhi replied instantly and said OK.

Wen Ying switched back to the video screen and said, "I made an appointment with Junzhi to go to the gym together."

"it is good."

Wen Ying asked, "Are you still busy today?"

"There will be a meeting later."

Just as he was talking, there was a knock on the office door. It was Assistant You, "Mr. Fu, it's time for the meeting."

Wen Ying only heard a few vague words, "If you want to be busy, go ahead and be busy."

Wen Ying ended the video call and said to Archie, "Go to the gym."

Archie didn't quite understand, "Miss, if you went to the gym after eating dessert, why do you still eat it?"

The lady doesn't seem to like going to the gym very much.

Wen Ying glanced at him expressionlessly and said lukewarmly, "Eating desserts will make girls happy, no matter what age they are, Archie, remember."

Archie started the car, "Miss, I shouldn't need to remember this."

Wen Ying chuckled and said, "You should be single for the rest of your life."

"I just let it happen."

"...Who can make so much money and spend it?"

"You don't need to give flowers to anyone, just support yourself in your old age."

Why can't Daddy find a humorous and enthusiastic bodyguard for her?

Wen Ying didn't want to see him, "Raise the partition."

Archie obeyed, "Yes."

Wen Ying went to the gym to show off again, took a few photos, and had dinner outside with Lu Junzhi.

Seeing their circle of friends, Huo Xiaolian called and asked, "Come out."

Wen Ying refused, and he couldn't stop keeping in good health. In that kind of situation, he might still meet Mr. Huo.

Second Young Master Huo really sneered, feeling that Yingying had changed. They had obviously had a lot of fun together before.

As soon as Huo Xiaolian poured a glass of wine into the glass, a message came on his cell phone, his brother, [What did Wen Ying say? 】

Huo Xiaolian lowered his head and typed, [She said health care]

Huo Zhiqian, [Give me a screenshot of her circle of friends]

Yingying, I'm sorry, this is not betraying you.

Huo Xiaolian muttered something silently in his mind, honestly took a screenshot and sent it to his brother.

Wen Ying's circle of friends is fully open, and he almost posts one message a day these days.

All in all, the day was very happy.

There are also videos of her dancing on her video account.

But it was just a few months ago.

She rarely updates videos of her dancing.

Huo Xiaolian looked at the conversation with his brother and wanted to persuade him, but he didn't know how.

Forget it.

As an outsider, what can he say about feelings?

Huo Xiaolian threw the phone into the arms of the female companion beside him, "Don't let me touch the phone tonight."

The female companion was enchanting, and she ran her hand down Huo Xiaolian's chest, wanting to be a interpretive flower, "Second Young Master, you can talk to me if you are unhappy."

"You?" But Huo Xiaolian didn't understand amorous feelings. He looked at the woman, pulled his lips, and smiled coldly, "Do you know what love is?"

"I……"

"Stop it."

Mingcheng Group.

The lights outside the office are bright, but the interior is several degrees dark, with only the vague shadows of lights reflecting off the neon lights outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. Huo Zhiqian was holding his mobile phone, and the white light of the screen illuminated his profound and heroic face. If anyone were present, they would see the vicissitudes of life in his eyes.

His fingers ran across Wen Ying's photos one by one. His seemingly calm eyes were as deep as an abyss. Looking at them would make people fall.

It was strange that when Wen Ying had been clinging to him before, he never paid enough attention to her. To put it bluntly, she didn't care.

But why now, looking at her photo, I suddenly miss the days when she followed him.

He was obviously soft-hearted towards her, but why did Wen Ying leave him and fall into the arms of another man? Does this make sense?
  Is her love so cheap?

Huo Zhiqian clicked on her dancing video.

In fact, it is not difficult to find videos of her dancing back then. Huo Zhiqian dug them out on the theater's official account.

He turned over it for a long time.

He didn't have it before, but now he has a lot of patience with Wen Ying.

Isn't this what she wants?

Click on the video.

Fifteen-year-old Wen Ying is still very young in appearance, but she has already become extremely beautiful and dazzling. When you see her as a child, you will know that she is a veritable little princess, a red rose, and a gorgeous and eye-catching type.

At that time, she was wearing a green dance costume, her hair was braided into a braid hanging on one side, and there was a green ribbon tied into a bow at the end of her hair.

She was dancing alone on the spacious stage.

The bells on the feet make a clear and sweet sound while dancing.

At that time, her every smile was unconsciously touching people's hearts.

No one can stand up to fifteen-year-old Wen Ying.

Huo Zhiqian watched the video over and over again.

Suddenly remembering that Wen Ying had invited him, he smiled brightly and said, "Mr. Huo, come to the theater and watch me dance. It won't hurt to watch me dance."

Look, she looked so confident when she was little.

The little girl who has been beautiful since childhood seems to know that she is beautiful and will magnify her own advantages.

What kind of signal was she then?
  It’s just that I like you, so I confidently show my beauty.

What did he say then?

Memories came flooding back, and Huo Zhiqian clearly recalled the words he said at that time, "Wen Ying, I don't have time to watch you dance."

He rejected Wen Ying so coldly.

Wen Ying's little face suddenly felt disappointed.

In an instant, she smiled again, as if the sky had cleared up after the rain, "It doesn't matter if you don't have time to come. Someone is responsible for recording the video. You can watch the video then."

He didn't even want to see her in person, let alone a video.

The prematurely mature Mr. Huo doesn't like the young Wen Ying at all.

Later, the dance Wen Ying performed in the theater was posted on the Internet, causing quite a stir on the Internet and also became famous in Hong Kong City.

At that time, everyone knew that the eldest daughter of the Wen family was very beautiful and charming when dancing classical dance.

Not long after that, he received a video from his brother on his mobile phone. When he clicked on it, it was a little beauty dancing barefoot in the Grand Theater.

Huo Zhiqian only watched it for about ten seconds because a call came in, and he never opened the video again.

He was so busy trying to take over the family business, how could he remember her.

Looking back now, it is clear that he had a lot of things at that time.

He obviously has many opportunities.

The night is deep.

The harbor city is brightly lit and people are intoxicated with money.

The Cadillac was speeding on the highway, overtaking countless other cars, and seeing the license plate number, other cars gave way.

In just two minutes, the road ahead was cleared.

Mr. Huo's car was wild and arrogant, and there was no car to stop him. He arrived at the door of Wen's villa in half the time.

After getting out of the car, Huo Zhiqian leaned back on the car, took out a cigarette and lit it.

windy.

The fire couldn't be lit at all.

He held the crumbling flame with both hands before successfully lighting the cigarette.

After taking a few deep breaths, the thick cigarette smoke came out of the nasal cavity, and nothing could burn away the manic depression at the moment.

Instead, it became more and more violent with each puff of cigarette.

Turning around, he put his hand through the car window and took out his mobile phone. When he made a call, there was only a cold prompt from there.

"The number you dialed cannot be connected, please try again later..."

Not a big surprise.

After that phone call, Wen Ying blocked him again.

Not a single thought was left to him.

Wen Xingyu drove back from outside and saw a car parked at the door of his house.

The tall and lonely figure next to the car... Wen Xingyu didn't know why Young Master Huo was here so late at night.

Just as Wen Xingyu was considering whether to stop the car and say hello, he saw Mr. Huo get in the car and leave after answering a phone call.

baffling.

When Wen Xingyu came home, he sent a message to Wen Ying, but his sister didn't reply. He heard that she was taking care of herself and was probably sleeping, so she wouldn't disturb her.

Wen Ying woke up the next day and was blocked by Wen Xingyu at the door.

Wen Ying looked up, "What are you doing?"

Wen Xingyu pushed Wen Ying's shoulder and walked back to the room. He sat on the sofa and crossed his legs, "Yingying, do you know who I met last night?"

Wen Ying was not interested, "Does it have anything to do with me?"

"Master Huo."

Wen Ying looked at him emotionlessly, "You have to ruin my mood?"

Wen Xingyu looked thoughtful, "He sent flowers and came downstairs to our house late at night. What do you think he meant?"

Wen Ying didn't want to guess, it was boring, "As long as it didn't disturb me, I'll just treat it as unaware."

Today, Mr. Huo didn't ask anyone to send flowers anymore.

Wen Ying breathed a sigh of relief.

He is the Mr. Huo she knows who is free from entanglement and free and easy-going.
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  Wen Ying remembered the fifth day Fu Yanlou left Hong Kong City very clearly.

There are only two days left before the time he said.

She would really get angry if he wasn't on time.

Lu Junzhi saw that Wen Ying was absent-minded several times, raised his hand and waved it in front of her, and said dissatisfied, "Who else are you thinking about when you are with me?"

Wen Ying looked at her.

"Yes." Lu Junzhi didn't have to guess, "If you miss him so much, why don't you go back to the capital with him?"

Wen Ying stirred the coffee with a small spoon and said with a gloomy face, "You haven't officially married yet, how can you go home with him?"

Lu Junzhi exposed her, "If you leave your body here, wouldn't you be thinking of flying to the capital already?"

After being told that, Wen Ying pursed her lips and remained silent.

Lu Junzhi asked, "After you get engaged, will you stay in the port city or go to the capital?"

Wen Ying suddenly looked up and said, "Of course it's Hong Kong City. I haven't finished my studies yet."

Lu Junzhi smiled, "It sounds like you care about your studies. I haven't seen you go to school many times."

Wen Ying curled her lips and smiled, "I passed the exam, how about you."

She failed the class.

Lu Junzhi suddenly didn't want to talk anymore and was depressed.

Wen Ying held her chin, "But you said that if I marry him, should I transfer to a school in the capital?"

Lu Junzhi said, "You only show up at school for exams. It's not far from the capital to go back to Hong Kong. It doesn't matter whether you transfer or not."

Wen Ying figured it out immediately, "That's right."

Lu Junzhi suddenly saw the Maybach outside the restaurant, "Is that car Mr. Huo's?"

Wen Ying looked at it and said, "Yeah."

Lu Junzhi took a breath, "Isn't he here to find you?"

Wen Ying said calmly, "Look for Miss Liang, Miss Liang works here."

It's the same restaurant as last time.