Marriage is not guarded: emperor's spoiled baby

In fact, without Liao Huiwen talking, Jin Mochen could guess what she was going to say.

It's just that no matter how much she said, it won't affect the feelings between him and Yeqiao.

It was almost noon. Because Jin Mochen was not at home, ye Qiao simply asked Wu Ma to take a bowl of noodles and solve the lunch.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, ye Qiao had revised the latest design draft. She put down her pen and was busy for a while before sending the latest design draft to Siyu's mailbox.

The design draft of this time, ye Qiao combines the elements of Hanfu and dress, and the design is antique. She is still very satisfied with her design.

Maybe it's because the person in charge of the company is not online now. Ye Qiao waited for a while and didn't reply. He got up and soaked a glass of milk and sat on the small sofa on the balcony.

She took a sip of milk, her eyes narrowed slightly and looked indifferent.

I don't know what happened to Qin Yue

If not for himself, Qin Yue might live happily with Jin Mochen

The word "happiness" flashed in his mind. Almost at the same time, ye Qiao appeared Jin Mochen's face.

However, Jin Mochen is also the happiness of Ye Qiao

She gently nodded her eyes, stroked her temples with her right hand and kneaded them carefully.

Ye Qiao sat on the balcony for more than an hour. A glass of milk was cold, but he only drank one mouthful.

The evening breeze was cool. She gathered her shawl and got up and entered the room.

It was already more than five o'clock. In the past, Jin Mochen was coming back. Ye Qiao pursed his lips and sat down in front of the computer.

At more than five o'clock, the person in charge of Siyu company has replied to Ye Qiao: Ms. Qiao Yuyu, I particularly like your design this time. Our company will immediately arrange the next work and strive to let you see the finished product earlier.

Ye Qiao opened his fingers and finally flashed a trace of satisfaction in his eyes: good, happy cooperation.

After replying to Qiao Yu, Si Yihan looked at the design drawings she sent several times again and again, unable to restrain his excitement.

It can be said that Qiao Yiyu's work this time is his favorite and most dazzling one. What he personally has always liked is the works with ancient style, so he was quite excited when Qiao Yiyu sent him the design draft.

Si Yihan stabilized his mood, raised his hand, called the Secretary and said, "help me check Chen Huiqiao's recent whereabouts."

"Yes."

"By the way, be careful not to let her find out." after Si Yihan added this sentence, he hung up the phone.

Lying on his office chair, Feng Yan stared at the design works on the computer desktop and read the words "Chen, Hui and Qiao" word by word.

In an instant, I don't know what I thought. Si Yihan's mouth was hooked and his face was smiling.

The secretary was very efficient and soon found a cafe where Chen Huiqiao often went.

It was already in the afternoon. The Secretary suggested that Chen Huiqiao most often appeared in the coffee shop in the afternoon, so Si Yihan simply signed some important documents and left the company.

The coffee shop mentioned by the secretary was only a ten minute drive from the company. Si Yihan soon drove to the coffee shop. After stopping the car, he didn't get off immediately.

Si Yihan leaned slightly and rolled down the window. It happened that Chen Huiqiao was sitting near the window. Si Yihan saw her at the first sight.

She was wearing a brown coat, with long hair hanging behind her head without modification. She held a book in her hand and took a sip of coffee in her right hand. From a distance, she was a lady's temperament.

After hesitating for a while, Si Yihan opened the door.

After entering the cafe, Si Yihan looked around, and then went straight to Chen Huiqiao's position.

His cello voice sounded over Chen Huiqiao's head, "is there anyone here?"

"No." Chen Huiqiao raised her eyes, politely nodded to Si Yihan, and then moved her eyes to the book.

Seeing that Chen Huiqiao didn't pay attention to himself, Si Yihan was inevitably a little embarrassed. He pulled back his chair and sat down.

They were speechless, and the atmosphere was extremely embarrassing for a time.

"What would you like to order, sir?" just then, the waiter came to Si Yihan with the menu.

"Just like her," he whispered.

Siyihan's seemingly unintentional sentence suddenly stopped Chen Huiqiao's fingertips when she was turning the book. In a moment, she turned the book to the other side.

Si Yihan crossed his hands and didn't know what to say for a moment. Finally, he said something awkward, "Miss Chen, what a coincidence."

"Hmm?" Chen Hye Kyo, who was opposite, stopped the action in his hand and closed the book slowly. The corner of his mouth was unclear. "Hmm, it's very clever."

"I don't know, sir?" she said politely, with an elegant smile.

"Si Yihan."

Hearing this name, Chen Huiqiao was a little shocked. She had already known Si Yihan's name in the industry, but she really saw it today... And he took the initiative to chat up.

She smiled with curved eyebrows and seemingly unintentional openings, "I'm Chen Huiqiao. Shouldn't Mr. Si be working at this time? Why do you still have time to drink coffee?"

Si Yihan is not good at lying. It took him a long time to answer, "yes, I just went to see a customer. When I passed here, I just came in for a cup of coffee, but I didn't want to see Miss Chen here, so I came to say hello."

"Do you know me?"

"One-sided relationship." Si Yihan replied.

"Oh? Where?"

……

The more they talked, the more speculative they became. Soon Si Yihan became familiar with Chen Huiqiao.

"Puff... Really." it seems that because Si Yihan told a joke, Chen Huiqiao covered her mouth and smiled, showing dignity and elegance.

Si Yihan stared at Chen Huiqiao's smile, his eyes flashed slightly, and gradually lost his mind.

Chen Hye Kyo does have all the way he imagined Joe & language, dignified, elegant and atmospheric, but he always felt that there was something wrong

Is it his illusion?

Chen Huiqiao noticed that Si Yihan was staring at herself. She raised her hand and took a sip of coffee to hide her embarrassment.

She has a superior family, beautiful people and good academic performance, so there are not a few men chasing her from small to large. Si Yihan just looked at her eyes. Although she is not 100% sure, she can guess seven or eight points.

Does he have feelings for her?

The thought flashed in her heart, and Chen Huiqiao obviously felt her heart throbbing.

She put down the glass, tucked the broken hair at the temples behind her ears, and then said, "by the way, will Mr. Si also attend the 'advocating' charity dinner tonight?"

"Yes." Si Yihan frowned slightly. He was not satisfied with the title of "Mr. Si". He said, "don't call me Mr. Si. Call me Yihan."