President Sony Ericsson: Woman, you are mine

Chapter 1389
When Xia Zixuan heard that Wang Yang was making him something to eat again, his brows almost frowned again.

But seeing how beautifully that box was wrapped and tied with two beautiful bows with ribbons, she must have put a lot of thought into it.

Thinking of this, Xia Zixuan laughed.

Wang Yang put the cake on the coffee table where he received guests, opened the box, and smiled like a flower on his face: "Dangdangdangdang."

The appearance is not bad, very beautiful, Xia Zixuan walked over, took a look, and seemed a little disbelieving: "You did it?"

Wang Yang nodded with certainty: "I did it," and then muttered softly: "I've been doing it all morning, and I haven't eaten any food, so you can't praise me."

Xia Zixuan smiled at her: "Very beautiful."

Ms. Wang is not modest at all: "Of course."

Of course it's beautiful, the cream is painted round and round, and the heart shape of the grapes, she put it at least five times, can't it be beautiful.

"Come, come, taste it," Wang Yang picked up a knife and fork and cut a large piece for Xia Zixuan.

Xia Zixuan held the cake, hesitating a little, he would have diarrhea after eating this thing.

Wang Yang looked at it with bright eyes: "Eat it quickly, taste it quickly."

Meeting her expectant eyes, Xia Zixuan decided to eat it. This food is baked, and it shouldn't cause diarrhea after eating it.

Xia Zixuan took a fork and put a piece into his mouth.

Wang Yang was so excited that he stared at him motionlessly, "How is it? How is it?"

Xia Zixuan is already prepared, no matter how unpalatable it is, he must swallow it.

But it was a surprise.

Not bad, really.

Sweet, but a little hard, better than expected.

"How is it?" Miss Wang asked again.
"Delicious," Xia Zixuan nodded, and forked another large piece into his mouth.

He was so busy with work that he didn't have a good lunch, and Xia Zixuan ate a piece of cake when he was hungry.

Wang Yang was so happy, he loves to eat, he loves to eat cakes made by her.

Wang Yang's heart was full of happiness.

"I'll eat it too," Wang Yang shoveled a piece for himself, took a big bite and put it in his mouth.

Hmm... The smile on Ms. Wang's face faded like a flower fading rapidly.

Not tasty at all.

Xia Zixuan noticed her strangeness, turned around and asked, "What's the matter?"

Wang Yang's expression seemed to be listless: "It's not tasty, don't eat it, if you want to eat it, I'll go down and buy it for you."

As she spoke, she went to get the cake in Xia Zixuan's hand, but Xia Zixuan avoided it, and he said, "I think it's delicious, I like to eat it." He continued to eat it, as if it was really delicious.

Xia Zixuan thinks it's okay, it's delicious, because it's much more delicious than expected.

Ms. Wang didn't think it was delicious because her expectations were too high. She usually ate cakes from high-end tea restaurants.

As soon as I ate what I made myself, I was suddenly sad. In comparison, it was too unpalatable.

But why Xia Zixuan said it was delicious, he ate one piece after another.

It was obviously not delicious, but he actually said it was delicious, and he was desperate. Ms. Wang suddenly thought of those scenes on TV. The girl can't cook, but she cooked for the boy once. The boy took a bite and found that the meal was not cooked. Sad, just eat with relish.

Because there is love, it feels delicious.

Wang Yang was so moved that he wanted to cry.

In fact, Xia Zixuan is not that great. He was really hungry and tasted better than he imagined, so he only ate two pieces. The fruit on it was delicious, and he ate all the fruit. Heart-shaped, my heart is indeed touched.

Wang Yang is regarded as a queen, but cooks for him time and time again.

Wang Yang was still moved, she suddenly hugged Xia Zixuan and buried her head in his arms.

"What's the matter?" Xia Zixuan lowered his head with a gentle tone.

"No," Wang Yang shook his head, continued lazily in his arms, buried it for a while and said, "Believe me, I will definitely make delicious cakes for you to eat."

Xia Zixuan patted her head: "I believe in you."

Xia Zixuan was very busy, but he sat with Wang Yang all the time. He enjoyed being hugged like this.

After hugging for a while, Wang Yang got up by himself, took her bag, took out a card from it, and handed it to Xia Zixuan, she said: "I have 1000 million in this card, you take it."

Xia Zixuan pushed her hand and only said: "No."

Wang Yang sat closer, hugged him again, and said softly, "I'm all yours now, and my money is your money."

Xia Zixuan is a gentleman and a man, how could he accept Wang Yang's money, even if he really needs the money, but he just said: "No, you keep it yourself," frowned and added: "I won't you if you do this happy."

Miss Wang acted coquettishly, and hugged her tighter: "What do you want, just pay me back later, you borrow from the bank, the bank's interest rate is horribly high, and you may not be able to get the loan yet, I'll give you the money, you After earning money, buy me beautiful clothes and jewelry. I won’t be polite to you. I spend money lavishly. You can use it. Just treat it as an investment in your company. There will be an advertising fee in a few days Call in, you don't have to worry that I have no money, I'm not that good, I'm very greedy, you will buy me a lot of beautiful things in the future, and pay for me every day, if you do this calculation, you will still lose money, won't you I'm afraid of losing money, so I don't want my money."

After Wang Yang said a few words, Xia Zixuan didn't know what it felt like, a certain place was as soft as water, and there were still ripples.

Xia Zimo and Dongfang Chen walked down from the mountain, it was already lunch time, they both agreed to go out for a big meal.

There was no time to drive down, the president took a taxi to go.

Go to the French restaurant where they ate together for the first time, and have a good meal.

Still at the original place, ordering the same dishes, but Xia Zimo couldn't drink anymore.

It was in this private room with a strong sense of color that Dongfang Chen raised his glass and collided with Xia Zimo. He said, "Cheers to our reunion."

At that time, Xia Zimo didn't understand what he meant by this sentence.

"Mo Mo, come, eat quickly."

Xia Zimo was cutting the steak and looked at Dongfang Chen opposite. He was still as handsome and dazzling as before, his eyes were as beautiful as diamonds, and he was too good-looking.

"Is the person you met in France really me?" In fact, Dongfang Chen explained it once before, but Xia Zimo was still a little worried.

"Mo Mo," Dongfang Chen looked up, with a gentle and focused expression: "Mo Mo, is the title of your thesis 'Van Gogh and his Art of Tragedy'?"

Xia Zimo nodded: "Yes," she spent the whole university obsessed with Van Gogh.

Dongfang Chen pointed at her: "Yes, that's you, it's destined, you can't escape, obediently, stay by my side forever."

"But Zhu Dan said..."

"She really wants us to break up, do you want to fulfill her?"

"No!" Xia Zimo shook her head resolutely: "No, killing her won't fulfill her!"

"Haha, eat quickly."

(End of this chapter)