Chu Shao's sweet wife is beautiful and wild

Chapter 82 What a pity

When Yan Yiren walked out of the company, he saw his eye-catching Lamborghini.

Ji Hanjiang leaned against the car door, a handsome man holding a bouquet of roses in his hand.

A picture of waiting to pick up his girlfriend from get off work is too easy to make a woman's heart flutter.

Why is he here?

Yan Yiren stopped in his tracks, stood still, and looked at him from a distance. Their gazes intertwined across the distance.

Ji Hanjiang stood up straight, with a smile on his face, and walked towards her.

The distance was shortened by him step by step.

It was as if the distance they had opened up due to their quarrel before, at this moment, it was up to him to show weakness and take the initiative to pull back the distance.

"Yiren, I'll give it to you." Perhaps it was because he hadn't seen her for a few days, but when Ji Hanjiang saw her expressionless face, his throat suddenly became dry.

I wanted to say a lot of things to her, so I opened my mouth and only said this dry sentence.

Yan Yiren lowered her head, staring at the rose he handed in front of her, in a daze.

Huang Meigui's words are an apology, is he taking the initiative to apologize to her?
"Han Jiang, why did you give me a yellow rose?" Does he know what Huang Meigui said?

Ji Hanjiang stuffed the flowers into her arms, "We haven't been in touch for several days, this is the first time, the first time since we were together, we have had a long cold war."

Yan Yiren hugged the flower and listened to him quietly. Ji Hanjiang reached out his hand helplessly, pinched her face, and pulled the corners of her lips upwards: "Smile, Yiren smiles very charmingly."

"You haven't told me why you gave me yellow roses."

Ji Hanjiang shrugged helplessly, and surrendered to her: "Before coming to your company, I went to a flower shop. The boss asked me what flowers I wanted to buy and who to give them to. I told the boss. My girlfriend got angry and I I want to send her flowers. She was angry with me, and I couldn't bear to apologize. I hope these beautiful flowers will not make her angry. So, the boss recommended yellow roses to me. She also said that my girlfriend saw it, You will definitely understand my unspoken apology."

Yan Yiren lowered her head, and the corners of her lips showed upward marks. Ji Hanjiang pinched the hand on her face and rubbed it lightly instead, "Yiren, do you think the boss lied to me?"

"What if the boss lied to you?"

"Well, then I consider destroying her shop, because the flowers she sold didn't make my Iraqi happy." Ji Hanjiang said solemnly.

Yan Yiren finally smiled, and took his hand away angrily, "You are so violent."

"Are you, forgive me?"

Yan Yiren bypassed him and walked towards his car, "I don't forgive you."

Ji Hanjiang's hearty laughter sounded behind him, "It seems that the flower shop owner's shop has been saved."

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A famous musician held a concert in Ningcheng, Ji Hanjiang took two VIP tickets, and after dinner, he took Yan Yiren with him.

This is a well-known British violin musician, and tickets for the tour are hard to find.

After taking a seat at the VIP seat, Yan Yiren turned her head and asked in a low voice, "Why did you think of bringing me to the concert?"

"The first time we met, wasn't it at a concert?" Ji Hanjiang pinched her chin and kissed her on the lips.

Yan Yiren suddenly thought of Ling Yunhuan, and said with a little regret: "Huanhuan likes this violinist very much, it's a pity that Huanhuan couldn't come."

"Really." Ji Hanjiang seemed a little unconcerned.

This night, Ling Yunhuan came, but she was not at the VIP seat, and she also had a ticket in her hand, which was taken from Ji Hanjiang.

Others come in groups, mostly couples, but she is alone, no matter how beautiful the music is, it can't drive away the loss in her heart.

"Huanhuan?!"

　Sorry, there will be an update tonight.To be honest, it's been almost a month since I published the article, and my grades are very poor.Very frustrating and shocking, I hardly have the confidence to write this book down.The state is not good, and I am really sorry for Cavin.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)