Tendor Woman CEO and Her Love

“amy，Happy birthday。” I was standing in the reception hall in my white dress designed by a famous designer. There were all kinds of young boys and girls coming in and saying hello to me with a smile in English.

I have a close look, in addition to my school good friends, there are a lot of white people, these are my neighborhood, many of my grandmother's friends' children, most of them are about 20 years old.

Watching them one by one come in and hug me, speak American English, exaggerate expression, reckless ridicule, I slightly frown.

No one understands grandma's mind better than I do.

She thinks I'm old enough to have a boyfriend.

Therefore, all the people invited to the scene today are basically my prospective boyfriend's objects in her mind.

These invited people, whether boys or girls, are all upper class aristocrats.

Having been here for three years, I know that the solidified class in the United States is very serious.

For example, few Asians can get to the top.

But my grandmother, Wei Peishan, started her business here. Weishi group has a good reputation here, and its products are more accepted by the people here.

My grandmother is also a natural social skills, here know a lot of upper class people, including political.

It's just

after I've been here for three years, I don't feel that kind of intimacy. Instead, I just feel alienated and unfamiliar.

I went to a famous school. People all over the world have it. But most of them are in the upper class. No one will discriminate against me here. But I don't like this kind of atmosphere. Even in the same class, I can't blend into the different customs and habits. Although they are very friendly to me, their innate discrimination towards Asians makes me uncomfortable and disgusting.

I only like my hometown a city. “Amy。” After I had a fight with some classmates, I leaned against the balcony bar with a red wine cup and looked at the crescent moon hanging in the sky. Suddenly, a hand was put on my shoulder. I turned my head and Ben was standing beside me with a glass of red wine, smiling at me, "what's the matter? Are you thinking about me

"Cut." I knocked off his hand, "think who will not miss you, don't be sentimental."

Ben drank the red wine dry, shrugged his shoulders, and the thief laughed: "little girl, don't be so heartless. What's wrong with me? Look at me. I'm handsome, rich and powerful. It's OK to match you."

With that, Ben turned gracefully in front of me with his glass.

I was amused by his expression. "It can be, but love is such a thing. It's really strange. I just have no interest in you. I can only sigh that we have no fate. But don't lose heart. Wait for the next life. I will let you be my boyfriend in the next life." I

patted the back of his hand.

Ben made a funny expression and said with a smile: "little girl, in fact, I'll bet you that as long as I try my best to chase you, you will promise me."

"Don't stink. Look at yourself in the mirror first." I indifferent a smile, mercilessly hit him, "you are how to change is not my favorite dish, advise you to work less."

Ben is a Chinese American. As early as the 1950s and 1960s, his parents immigrated here, which can be regarded as the upper class here.

He speaks fluent English, French and Mandarin. During the three years in the University, because he and I were both Asian, he and I talked very well. We often played all kinds of games and even forced each other. Even if we talked, we were never polite. If we didn't kill each other, we would never be angry.

of course, he would not be angry. I and he were just like brothers. Compared with him, I feel sorry for the pure and beautiful boys in our school. It may be because of our mutual sympathy. Ben and I have no secret when we get to this stage. We have already regarded Fang as our best friend for a long time.

Ben has a Chinese name named yinglang. I usually call him this Chinese name. He also said that it sounds very friendly, so I don't call him English name.

"Little girl." At this time, yinglang held the red wine cup, looked at the moon with his arms around his chest, and asked, "you are going to graduate from university soon. Do you have any plans? Back inland or stay here? "

His words aroused my homesickness, and at the same time, I felt like I had been looking forward to this day for a long time.

"I must go back to my hometown. I want to go back to my parents." I replied almost without thinking.

Yinglang smiles and shakes his head as he looks at the smiling young American boys in the banquet hall: "I'm afraid you can't be the master."

"Why can't you be the master?" I asked strangely, "only more than a month, I have to go back, this period of time I have been preparing things, I want to go back, that is not my own decision."Yinglang smiles again, points to the boys in the banquet hall and whispers to me, "look, there are so many boys with the best conditions. Your grandmother, everyone knows Sima Zhao's mind."

When he said that, my face turned red.

"Don't tell me that. My grandmother won't be interested in that." I mean to say, but the bottom of my heart is also beating the drum.

In such an occasion and such an intention, even yinglang can see it. How can I not know?

Recently, my grandmother is always beating around the bush. I've been pretending that I don't understand.

Yinglang chuckled beside me and said, "Xiaoni, I'll bet you that your grandmother wants you to stay here and find an American man to be her husband."

"Nonsense, impossible." My face is black.

"Hey, hey." The thief laughs.

"I'll bet you who loses and who is the dog." I'm not convinced.

"Fight as you please. Anyone who is afraid of others is as wise as I am. I will never mistake things." Yinglang, the thief is confident and gambling with me.

"Well, you must be wrong this time." With a strange smile, I took his arm and said, "go, I'll show you something."

As soon as yinglang heard that he was interested, he immediately followed me.

I took him into the study and stood him with his back to me.

I opened the drawer, took out a diary, opened a page of it, took out two tickets and said to him, "yinglang, you turn around and see what this is?"

Yinglang turned and looked at it. His eyes were black and bright: "Hey, isn't this a ticket? Why are you going to leave now?"

"Of course not." I am proud of a smile, "this is I ordered in advance, as long as I graduate, the next day I fly back immediately."

After finishing speaking, he approached him and whispered, "don't tell me about it. You and I know this matter. I don't plan to come back to the inland."

Yinglang's eyes are very bright: "it seems that you are really determined." "Of course." I once again proud smile, "you do not think who I am, I made up my mind that no one can change."

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