Belong with me,My Girl!

At night, Times Square is more prosperous and lively. Handsome Han's windbreaker collar is firm, and his face is more elegant and white. Although he is busy every day, he has a feeling of energy.

Han Yi suddenly wanted to find someone to share his joy. He turned over his mobile phone contact, but he didn't dial the number.

He suddenly regretted that he wanted to ask others to help him express his feelings. But if he was bold, this beautiful girl would belong to him.

Han Yi looks at the photo of the girl on her mobile phone. It is taken by him while someone is sleeping. The girl's sleeping face is pure and beautiful, her hair is dark and her skin is white.

For six years, if he didn't go to Milan, if she didn't go to France, would everything be different.

Han Yi looks at the photo, suddenly a burst of sadness, fingers slide across her face on the screen.

When he saw the mobile phone, he was sad to see his mobile phone.

Han Yi smiles and walks down the third floor from the fourth floor.

Suddenly, at the corner of the elevator, there was a pause.

It was her. After so long no see, he recognized her at once.

The woman in the red woolen coat took off her sunglasses and was surprised: "Han Yi."

Unexpected encounter.

Han Yi Leng after, float a habitual smile: "Zhu Dan."

In the restaurant on the second floor, the waiter led them into a private room.

Han Yi sits down at will.

Zhu Dan puts the bag aside and sits opposite Han Yi.

Compared with Han Yi's natural calm, Zhu Dan's beautiful face implies a glimmer of joy of reunion. She seems to be a little cramped, and she doesn't know where to put her hands.

"Han Yi, when did you return home? I really didn't expect to meet you here."

Han Yi smiles and pours a cup of tea for Zhu Dan. Her eyes sweep her slightly.

She is more mature and beautiful with meticulous makeup. She wears a slim dress under her red coat. From the perspective of Han Yi, everything is valuable.

Yes, she has become a big star now. She is no longer the part-time college student.

"Han Yi, how have you been these years?"

"Good, you're fine, too. See a lot of your movies."

Zhu Dan's smile is a little proud, and then a little bitter.

I haven't seen you for three years.

Han Yi saw this classmate who had been called "friend" or "lover" three years ago. However, he found that his mood did not change much after he was slightly surprised.

Han Yi is drinking tea.

Zhu Dan's vision, but moved to his key on the table.

She recognized it at a glance. It was Rolls Royce's car key. When she looked at Han Yi's eyes, it was slightly different. It seemed that he was not only very well off, but also had made a lot of progress in recent years.

Just now Han Yi was ready to go home. The car was parked downstairs, so she kept holding the car key in her hand. When she sat down, she naturally put it on the table.

Han Yi's Mercedes Benz was damaged by a bad mobile phone seller. Before his new car arrived, he drove his father's Rolls Royce phantom out.

"Han Yi, are you running a clothing store here?"

In the past, when Han Yi and Zhu Dan were together, they said that their home was a clothing city, selling clothes.

When Zhu Dan saw him coming down from upstairs, he thought whether he was opening a clothing store here.

"Yes," Han Yi nodded. He is going to open a clothing store here. The stores have already been set down, but they haven't opened yet. This answer should be right.

Zhu Dan said, "then you must have driven a lot of homes." otherwise, how can you drive a Rolls Royce car? But, do you really make money by selling clothes?

"Yes," Han Yi nodded again. E-show stores spread over most of China. Although they were franchised, they also opened a lot of them. This answer should be correct.

Zhu Dan's eyes with a little admiration smile: "you are so talented, you know you will be successful."

Han Yi glanced at Zhu Dan faintly and deeply. She didn't say so at that time. She said that what can be achieved in fashion design and make a fortune by selling clothes.

Zhu Dan was swept by his glance, and moved away from his eyes with a guilty heart and served tea.

Han Yi suddenly thought of one thing and kept laughing.

When he was in college, he and Zhu Dan were together. He didn't tell her what the family did. He just told her: my parents sell clothes.

Then I came back this year and met the girl who had been hiding in my heart. She told him: my boyfriend sells mobile phones.

The one who sells cell phones.

Clothes, cell phones.

Ha ha, this is not called retribution.

Han Yi wants to laugh all the time. In fact, it's not cheating. His parents produce clothes to sell them.And other people's boyfriends, the production of mobile phones, is also to sell mobile phones.

That's all right.

Zhu Dan looks at Han Yi who is smiling all the time.

He really did not change at all, or so Yang Shuai Guangqi, his carelessness and cynicism, always easy to attract her eyes.

Zhu Dan's young girl's heart seems to return, in those days, it was really beautiful.

It's a pity that they were not meant to be.

In fact, Han Yi didn't see Zhu Dan for the first time after he returned home. They were really predestined. Not long after he returned home, Zhu Dan also came back from Singapore and went to a charity dinner a few days after he came back.

At the dinner party, Han Yi saw the radiant Zhu Dan, but he chose to turn around and disappear.

After Han Yi laughed there, she seemed to want to get up: "Baoqian, my mother is still waiting for me to have dinner at home."

"Oh," judan stood up, but she wanted to talk to him more.

"It's just that I'm leaving too. Let's go down together."

They went down times square together, and Han Yi pressed the key to get off the car.

Zhu Dan saw that, in response to him, it was a Rolls Royce mirage. He was so young that he actually drove such a luxury car. It seems that he graduated from university and did a good job.

The car body is nearly six meters long. With the design of the opposite door, the whole black car body shows a noble and domineering spirit.

Zhu Dan also wanted to take out the car key from his bag, but somehow he put the key down and walked over with a smile: "Han Yi, can you give me a ride?"

People have come, Han Yi how to refuse: "OK, get in the car."

Zhu Dan opened the door of the co driver himself.

After getting into the car, her eyes were still looking at the car. Rolls-Royce phantom of

is only a hundred in mainland China.

Once a general family boy friend, incredibly so capable, Zhu Dan did not know what to think.

Han Yi, who was driving a car, saw it and said, "this car belongs to my father."

Han Yi, who said that, suddenly regretted it. He should say that I borrowed this car.

Mr. Han started his business for so long. The Han family is one of several big families. A Rolls Royce phantom is nothing.

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