Cohabiting Husband, Go Find Your Ex-lovers

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After Yan Zhen hung up the phone, she became a little uneasy. Her recent life has been a bit dull and strange. Li stayed at the company all day long to deal with official duties. The Li family and Mu family were preparing for their marriage intensively. It all seemed to be silent.

Everything is a little too light, and he.

Since Mr. Li knew that he had asked Secretary Wang to inquire about his property, he had given him a two-week vacation. The beautiful name was to let him heal at home.

But Yan Zhen couldn't be more clear in his heart that he couldn't hide anything from Li Sihe's eyes. He just wanted to let go of his hands and really do what he wanted to do.

"Don't worry, Yan Zhen, such a dull day will not last too long. When your vacation is over, you will almost be busy."

He also heard how Li Sihe looked tired and holding a winning ticket in the office that day.

Yan Zhen believed him very much.

I took out the gray sweater from the closet, thought about it, put it back, and picked up a white half turtleneck sweater, dark gray cropped trousers, and a black long trench coat.

The manager of the jewelry store is also very efficient for 80 million yuan. Only three days later, he invited Chen Mochen back. In fact, Yan Zhen can also go to her uncle’s house to find her, or investigate her residence in the city, etc. But Yan Zhen suddenly didn't want to do this. He wanted to try, just like ordinary people, like that, to chase the girl he likes.

As the car gradually approached the destination, his heart couldn't help but lift it up.

While waiting for the traffic lights, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a flower shop on the opposite side of the road full of flowers. The girl in the brown apron was watering the water with a kettle.

His heart moved.

The body made a decision for him faster, the car leaned firmly on the side of the road, and walked into the flower shop with some hesitation.

"Welcome, sir, can I help you?" The girl burst into a big smile.

"Well, I want to buy a bunch of flowers." Yan Zhen suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He walked into the store, and the scent of flowers and colorful flowers clustered together.

Some dazzled the pick.

"Excuse me, who is it for? A lover?" she guessed boldly.

"Not yet." Yan Zhen said after a pause.

"If you are a lover, of course the rose can express your affection best. If not, how about the rose? It is very similar to the rose, but the color is lively and bright. Girls will also like the flowers of the same Rosa family." Yan Zhen actually thought. Take a look for yourself, and don't like others talking too much.

But he is indeed a person who lacks romanticism.I just watched it like this, but I didn't see much.

"What kind of rose?" Yan Zhen asked.

"These are all." The girl smiled happily because of the suggestion. She pointed to the row of flowers behind him, dark red, light pink, orange, blue, purple and pure white.

"The flower language of Chinese rose is to wait for hopeful love. Each color has a representative meaning of each color. For example, red is passionate love, pink is elegant and noble love, orange yellow is more restrained," the clerk said It is an enthusiastic introduction.

"What kind of flower is this?" Yan Zhen asked suddenly, interrupting the clerk's introduction.

The clerk was stunned for a moment, and when he walked over, he saw that there was still a bunch of white, small petals in front of him, folded in a complicated manner.

"This is Eustoma." The clerk sighed and Bai introduced it for so long.

"Then I want this." Yan Zhen made the decision directly, a little white flower, cute and cute, very similar to the Chen Mochen he knew.

"Then what flower language is it?" Yan Zhen asked smoothly when paying the bill.

The clerk was taken aback for a moment and thought about it, "Eternal love, love without regrets."

Satisfied.

Seeing the customers walking out of the flower shop holding flowers, the clerk sighed. In fact, many customers would not choose lisianthus flowers, because besides those two flower words, it also has another flower language. Give up the bellflower.

-Hopeless love.

Yan Zhen slowly placed the flower in the front passenger seat, and looked at the green white flower, which seemed to be more stable than before.

Hope that Silence can accept his apology.

Did not stop this time, the car drove all the way to the commercial building, do you want to hold flowers?Yan Zhen was embarrassed again in his heart, asking him to walk through the crowds with flowers in his hands. He was a little uncomfortable after all. Forget it, when she comes down, it is not impossible to count as a surprise.

The manager looked around in the store early in the morning, and when he saw Yan Zhen, he immediately asked someone to open the door.He took the initiative to greet him.

"Welcome, Mr. Yan."

"Chen Moche?" Yan Zhen went straight to the subject.

"She's inside." The manager beamed and invited him in.

Going to the design room inside just happened to pass the counter, "Check out first." Yan Zhen remembered the rules last time and took out a card directly from his pocket.

"Actually, you don't need to be so anxious." The manager said so, but he has already accepted his card respectfully and swiped it neatly.

Thinking of the turnover of 80 million yuan, the smile on the manager's face deepened.

Yan Zhen finally walked into the design room, and the manager was also very personal. If he couldn't see clearly anymore, he didn't have to get involved in the industry. When Yan Zhen was brought in, he quit with great interest.

The same room as last time, the materials on three walls, the shiny or unpretentious jewels and stones on the whole wall.

Chen Moche turned his back to him, bent over and did something on a table, Yan Zhen walked over gently, he didn't know whether she knew whether he was asking her to come back, or the manager said something. , He started to regret not having asked a few more questions outside.It's just that when he thought of seeing her soon, he could be with her recklessly, and his head became faint with some happiness.

Chen Moche stood up, her long hair was randomly twisted into a bun, and the milk-white back of the neck was exposed in front of his eyes, and she occasionally saw her tool-like profile face, bright and bright.

"Silent." Yan Zhen called out, not loud, but in the quiet design room, it was enough.

He saw Chen Moche's back visibly stiffened for a moment, and immediately resumed his work, turning around unhurriedly, "Mr. Yan, don't come here without any problems."

His face is smiling indifferently.

This is the first time the two met in the car after he said such decisive words. She lost a lot of weight. She was originally a slap-sized face, but now she was even thinner, with her eye-catching eyes. Bigger.

And now, those eyes looked at him openly, and with the smile at the corner of her mouth, she said, don't come unharmed.