All Dote On One: CEO's Only Love

This feeling of joy, expectation, and sudden failure. Lu Chenzhou tasted it.

He seemed to be able to feel the mood of weaving mist.

On his birthday, Bo Zhiwu called him expectantly. His tone was gentle to the extreme and asked him if he was free to go home for dinner. At that time, he had guessed that Bo Zhiwu was going to prepare a birthday surprise for him.

He was also looking forward to what he had prepared for himself.

But he didn't expect that on that night, Qiao zhixia would commit suicide. In fact, he hesitated, but in the end, or chose the past, just because he read, at the beginning, as a soft part of her affection. His intention is to explain everything to Qiao zhixia, and then go home to tell Bo Zhiwu that there will be no more Qiao zhixia in their lives.

But God made a big joke on them. Let them miss it again and again.

He didn't really want to threaten Bo Zhiwu to stay, but he knew that he had no chips, any chips left for her. So he can only use threats, such tough means, to let her stay by his side. He thinks that he has many opportunities to save her and retain his heart.

However, she refused to give herself a chance. Never give him a chance. Yin and yang are separated, which is her most ruthless revenge on him.

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Bo Zhiwu has prepared for this dance. After dinner in the evening, she sat on the bed, watched the TV play and entered the advertisement. She laughed and dialed a phone call to Ji Jiayan.

"Hello, Jiayan, may I trouble you for one thing?"

Ji Jiayan on the other end of the phone, heard her some awkward tone, put down the book in her hand, closed it, and gently laughed, "what's the matter, you may as well say it directly, in front of me, don't hesitate."

Bo Zhiwu laughed, "I haven't danced Waltz and other dances for a long time. I'm new to country a, and I'm not very familiar with it. So, can I ask you to teach me Waltz again?"

Ji Jiayan chuckled, "Miss Bo invited me, how can I refuse. Come to the school dance room tomorrow

When Bo Zhiwu heard this, his heart was relieved. He said with a smile, "OK, I'll come tomorrow. Thank you ~ "

Ji Jiayan shook his head," yes. Otherwise, I'll be upset if I leave you alone at the ball

Bo Zhiwu's delicate smile sounded in his ear, "well, Ji Da's screenwriter is still very conscientious! So, to repay you, I'll make you a drop of Coffee tomorrow? "

"So she's looking for some mice to learn recently." It's the first goal of Jiayan.

Ji Jiayan replied, "good."

Thin weaving fog hung up the phone, hanging heart down. She thought that in addition to her work, she should develop some other interests and hobbies. For some reason, she seemed to be interested in Blue Mountain coffee as soon as she woke up from the hospital.

Ji Jiayan also likes blue mountain coffee. Maybe, this is a tacit understanding between them.

Thin weaving fog lay on the bed, began, in the mobile phone to call out the name of Ji Jiayan, search the relevant content, the latest heat related news, let her almost choked.

"Ji Jiayan, a popular new playwright, suspected to be out of the cabinet?"

Bo Zhiwu chuckled, snapped his chips, cut the picture with a smile, sent it to Ji Jiayan, and asked Ji Jiayan with a deliberate tone of knowing the topic, "how to treat Ji Jiayan for being mistaken for gay?"

Ji Jiayan, who was sitting in his study reading, saw that the screen of his mobile phone lit up. He suddenly felt something interesting. He laughed and typed out a line of words and replied to the thin woven fog.

"Academician Yuan: it seems that I made them eat too much."

When Bo Zhiwu saw the answer, she burst out laughing. She sent a voice to the past, "Mr. Ji, seriously, don't you consider going to clarify it? This kind of rumor can easily affect your reputation

Ji Jiayan Click to play, listening to the happy girl voice on the other end of the phone, the corner of his lips curved, "I don't care."

As long as she knew that he was straight, that was enough.

It's very late. The voice from Bo Zhiwu seems to be with the background sound of the TV. Ji Jiayan dials the phone and says, "don't you sleep so late?"

Bo Zhiwu was caught by him all of a sudden, and felt embarrassed. She asked Ji Jiayan, "you are not sleeping, but you still say me."

Ji Jiayan chuckled, "I am reading, you are watching drama, we are not the same."

Thin weaving fog, pursed lips, no longer speak.

Ji Jiayan didn't respond when listening to him. He said with a smile, "OK, have a rest early. Girls stay up late, it's not good for their skin. "

Thin weaving fog looked down at the time, and it was already past ten o'clock. This is her previously motionless biological clock, she was startled to feel that the time had passed, and then she replied to Ji Jiayan, "I'm going to sleep. You should have a rest earlier."

Ji Jiayan at the other end of the phone said, "well, you go to bed first."Do not know why, clearly is a very simple words, but let the thin weaving fog heart, set off a trace of waves. It seems that, a long time ago, someone said so gently to himself.

Unfortunately, she couldn't remember.

Bo Zhiwu asked foolishly, "Why are you so nice to me?"

Why treat her so well Because she's a weaver, because she's worth it.

This words, in Ji Jiayan's stomach for a long time, finally he relieved to smile, "because we are friends. Because, as a girl, I don't trust you. "

Bo Zhiwu has been in country a for half a year, but there is not much change in her personality. Because I had been busy working in a coffee shop before, and I didn't have time to make friends. Only Ji Jiayan was left.

Country a is too big, and she is not familiar with her place of life. Many things can only be asked by Ji Jiayan. Thinking in this way, she is indeed the same as Ji Jiayan said.

However, Bo Zhiwu didn't think it was right. She felt that her heart was empty since she was discharged from hospital. It seemed that she had forgotten something important. She had asked Ji Jiayan before, but Ji Jiayan only said vaguely that the doctor said that she had lost her memory.

As for who and what he forgot, Ji Jiayan refused to mention a word. She asked, Ji Jiayan changed the topic seamlessly and refused to give her a chance.

Thin woven fog can only be put off. She slowly lowered her head, looked down at the jade pendant on her neck and murmured, "when can I find my family?"

People in foreign countries, every new year's festival, will inevitably feel lonely. Maybe this is what people call homesickness.

Once upon a time, she always felt that a person must be free and happy outside. But, really left to know, homesick these two words is what taste.

She wants to eat sweet and sour spareribs. In the restaurants of country a, although they are also delicious, Bo Zhiwu always feels that there is something missing, which is not the taste that he has eaten before.

It's easy for people to think in the middle of the night. Bo Zhiwu shakes his head and laughs at himself, "Bo Zhiwu, don't be coquettish in the middle of the night. Go to bed and let Jiayan teach you how to dance tomorrow. If you ask for help, you are still late, isn't it

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