A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 600 Black Prince

Huo Yan pushed Zhuang Zhoucheng back to the room to sleep, and lay on the bed without moving.

Zhuang Zhoucheng came out of the bathroom thinking about something, and when he looked, he saw that the little guy was already asleep.

Didn’t you yell that you couldn’t sleep? How come you fell asleep as soon as you touched the quilt?

Zhuang Zhoucheng was lying next to Huo Yan. Perhaps because of the familiar scent approaching, Huo Yan turned over to Zhuang Zhoucheng while sleeping.

She had to be half hanging on him to sleep soundly, with her face pressed against Zhuang Zhoucheng's chest.

Sometimes, if Zhuang Zhoucheng turned slightly to the side, her little head would get a stiff neck.

So Zhuang Zhoucheng pressed her head with his arms several times. She didn't wake up, but Zhuang Zhoucheng was scared. He was really afraid that he would hurt her by accident.

Huo Yan didn't go anywhere the next day. He turned off his cell phone, unplugged the network cable, and focused on writing his thesis.

Now I have to push myself to this point before I can put my heart into it.

Huo Yan rushed to school in the afternoon to submit his paper. He estimated that it would be sent back for revision. Judging from the serious comments from his classmates in the graduation project group, many of them had to revise it 10 to 20 times.

I'm not exaggerating. Wasn't the proposal report submitted at the beginning just this troublesome?

Huo Yan got off the car and turned around to see the beauty in the school walking out of the school. Huo Yan was so envious of her long hair.

The school beauty is dressed simply today, a simple white T-shirt, a pair of washed nine-point jeans, and a pair of simple nude boots, looking generous and elegant.

Huo Yan looked at her blankly. This is what a beauty is. She looks good in whatever she wears.

She looked at herself and reached out to touch her chubby face. Why did her mother give her a baby face?

Her cute face is pleasing, but it is too immature and looks too childish, so no matter what she does, others will think she is just playing house.

So, can she blame Zhuang Zhoucheng for treating her like a child?

How annoying!

When Huo Yan entered the school, he turned around and looked at Guan Jiaren again. Why wasn't she her?

It seemed like her boyfriend was waiting for her, a very artistic and handsome boy.

Every time Huo Yan saw other people’s handsome boyfriends, she felt a little disgusted with Zhuang Zhoucheng in her heart.

Compared with these pretty boys in school, Zhuang Zhoucheng is far inferior and is not on the same level.

Too mature, too calm, too rigid, too unromantic.

Not to mention accompanying her to eat, go shopping, and watch movies like an ordinary lover, he can't even tell jokes to make her happy.

Huo Yan was watching from the side, thinking about his own things, so much so that he stared at the other person in a trance.

Guan Jiaren walked straight towards Huo Yan with the flowers and handed them to Huo Yan:

"Junior sister, this is for you."

Huo Yan was stunned and looked at the beautiful Guan in surprise:

"Why give it to me?"

No matter how much she wants to spend, her husband will buy her.

"Don't you want it? Then just throw it away?"

Guan Jiaren smiled seductively, and she really wanted to throw it.

Huo Yan quickly stopped him and said, "Okay, I'll take them in for you, no need to thank me."

Take the flowers, and you can't take it out on them even if you're angry, because they haven't provoked anyone.

This is Huo Yan's favorite blue rose. Zhuang Zhoucheng said that this color does not suit her, but she just likes it.

Guan Jiaren turned and left. Her boyfriend was a talented visual artist. Huo Yan only remembered his nickname was "Yu Ji" and had no idea what his real name was.

Huo Yan looked at the somewhat distant couple and slowly turned his gaze away, because within his sight, he saw a familiar-looking man getting out of a car.

He just happened to stop Guan Jiaren and asked a few questions. Guan Jiaren turned sideways and her eyes fell on Huo Yan. Then the man also looked over.

Huo Yan was stunned and quickly turned around and walked towards the school.

Can she say she doesn't know that person?

She was walking a little fast, but after a while, someone behind her was calling her seriously.

"The girl in front with her hair down, the girl in the yellow-green skirt, the girl with the red bag, the girl holding the blue champagne rose... please wait a moment!"

Huo Yan gritted his teeth and walked faster and faster.

The man behind followed calmly, about ten meters away from each other.

"The girl in front who's walking faster and faster, the girl who looks so hurried..."

Huo Yan suddenly stopped, turned sideways and waited for the man who was approaching, and said angrily:

"What do you want to do?"

Are you familiar with him?

The students passing by all looked sideways and turned back to look at the two of them with a smile, finding them quite interesting.

The man approached Huo Yan, standing tall and gracefully in front of her. He extended his slender hand and offered it to her:

"I haven't formally introduced myself to you in several meetings. I apologize for interrupting you today. My name is Qi Wenshan, and I've been your husband's business partner for many years."

Huo Yan didn't hear anything else, but the word "your husband" made her hear it. She looked around and interrupted him angrily.

"What husband? Don't talk nonsense!"

"Hey, I misunderstood. Miss, are you free tonight? How about treating you to a simple meal?"

Qi Wenshan smiled gently and elegantly, without a trace of coldness.

Huo Yan closed his eyes slightly. Why did this person look so different from the first time he met him?

Could it be that she remembered the wrong person?

"Um, the person I met in the capital, is it you?" Huo Yan was a little unsure.

She only had a general impression. It happened a year ago and she didn't take it too seriously. It was good enough that she didn't forget it.

Qi Wenshan remained noncommittal. "If you mean the accidental encounter on the left bank, then yes."

Huo Yan curled her lips and handed the flowers to Qi Wenshan.

"I'll send you off. Don't follow me anymore. I'm married!"

There was a hint of surprise in Qi Wenshan's eyes, but he took it.

"Thank you very much, Miss Huo Yan, for the token of love. I will definitely give you a generous gift in return."

Huo Yan widened his eyes, gritted his teeth, and suddenly smiled.

"You're welcome. These flowers were sent by the beauty from the Art Department. She was the one who signed the contract, so it's a big gift in return. Just give it to her. Goodbye, I won't give you any more!"

Huo Yan bent down slightly, made a "please" gesture, and left without looking back.

Qi Wenshan held the flowers and looked at them. Little girl, they are quite interesting.

Qi Wenshan, a grown man, was walking around the campus of Kyoto University with a bouquet of flowers in his arms, indulging himself like a lunatic.

When Qian Ziang called, Qi Wenshan answered the call impatiently.

"What can I do for you, Second Young Master?"

You can tell from the sound of his voice that he is not in such a good mood.

Qian Ziang was stunned when he heard the voice, and spoke carefully, explaining the matter concisely.

Qi Wenshan didn't respond after hearing this, and said after a long while:

"Help me check a woman, I need detailed information."

Qian Ziang was stunned at that moment. Was this gentleman listening to what he just said?

"Who are you investigating?"

Qian Ziang followed the gentleman's words and asked a question in return.

Qi Wenshan's eyes fell on the bouquet, and a determined smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth. He uttered a few words from his thin lips:

"A, a woman..."