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Chapter 3

The spring rain brought a chill, but it couldn't suppress the enthusiasm of reunion.

After taking a shower, Xiao Yige changed into a nightdress, leaned against the bay window, turned on his phone, and scrolled to Suhang's circle of friends.

This person started Moments about a few years ago, as she expected, later than many people.

Suhang has a dull temperament, but he is motivated.

This was true in high school, and it is even more true now at work.

Suhang majored in jewelry design, and had worked in a well-known jewelry company, but the company has already formed a default promotion system, which places more emphasis on other aspects of performance than ability.

So Suhang gave up applying for a well-known company, and instead searched for a small brand of Jingluo jewelry, which had just entered the market.

Until today, Suhang has single-handedly promoted it from an unknown state to the whole country. She can be regarded as one of the veterans of this brand, and she has also been seated as the chief designer.

It is conceivable how much hard work has been put in behind the scenes, and these achievements that Suhang has enjoyed after years of hard work are not worth mentioning to his half-brother Cheng Yuzhe.

Xiao Yige shook his head to drive away these scattered thoughts.

She continued to look through Suhang's circle of friends.

The content is very simple, either to share scenery photos, or a short text, or to share songs, and some design drawings.

There is nothing to dig out, and it is impossible for Xiao Yige to understand her emotional field.

She sighed and put down the phone.

They didn't have much to talk about tonight, and they didn't reminisce too much about the past, probably because they hadn't met for a long time.

I am not familiar with each other at all, so where will the reunion after many years be so exciting?

They said "Long time no see" to each other to complete the ritual sense of reunion, and then she took the initiative to add WeChat with Suhang.

They had exchanged phone numbers, but they never contacted each other. I don't know if Suhang has changed them.

Just as she was about to ask, Su Hang pursed her lips and said, "If you haven't changed your number, I'll add you."

This person moved very quickly, and the friend request was sent immediately.

She clicks through.

The WeChat profile picture of Suzhou and Hangzhou is the surface of a lake with slight ripples in the early morning. The filter is used just right, and the scenery is warm and beautiful, but the taste of veteran cadres cannot be concealed.

Xiao Yige held back his smile, and the two of them gently held the corners of their mouths as they walked back together.

The sound of rain kissing the window glass became more and more intense, awakening Xiao Yige who was smiling without knowing it.

Under the bay window, the furry Alaska looked at her with wide eyes, like a cute bear.

She took a deep breath to regain her senses, and said in a brisk voice: "Xiong Xiong, come up."

Xiong Xiong leaped onto the bay window, a large ball of brown-red fur rolled into her arms, raised its head to rub against her face, and stretched out a snow-white front paw to shake hands with her.

Xiao Yige smiled lightly and shook Xiong Xiong's paw, his melancholy mood dissipated a lot.

Before she could start playing with Xiong Xiong, her mobile phone rang to remind her of a Wechat call.

She stroked Xiong Xiong's head and reached out to answer.

Mo Feifei's distorted voice was still extremely lethal: "Xiao Yige, where are you! Don't tell me you are sleeping with Cheng Yuzhe!"

Xiao Yige rubbed the fur on Xiong Xiong's head with both hands, dragging his voice lazily: "Xiong Xiong, tell Auntie Feifei where I am."

She has icy skin and snow skin, long honey tea brown curly hair pulled over one shoulder, and her slender and graceful curves are hidden in a suspender nightdress, half-covered and half-exposed, as if pure and lustful.

Xiong Xiong seemed to be captured by this beauty, and obediently called out twice.

Xiao Yige never takes Xiong Xiong to unfamiliar places or meet unfamiliar people. Since Xiong Xiong is by his side, it means that Xiao Yige is either in Xiao's big villa or in his own small world.

Mo Feifei was relieved now, and the volume also weakened: "It's good that you are at home, almost scared me to death... I'm really worried that your brain is flooded, and you didn't even see you agreeing to so many hunk young meat appointments, why? This time I have to see such a brain problem."

One mouthful of "water in the brain" and "there is a problem in the brain", it may be difficult for someone else.

But they have known each other for many years, Xiao Yige is well aware of her open-minded and casual nature, and being outspoken is one of the signs of a profound friendship with her, and as time goes on, she feels that this temperament can invigorate the atmosphere more and more.

Hearing that Mo Feifei was really worried, Xiao Yige comforted him this time: "Don't worry, I know it well."

The worries were appeased a little, Mo Feifei finally stopped yelling, and the gossip tone followed: "Then what do you think after seeing you tonight, is Cheng Yuzhe really having a big brain problem? I've seen photos of him, he looks really good Little milk dog, what a pity."

Cheng Yuzhe's childhood illness left sequelae, which is well known in the business circle, and the second-generation ancestors of the same age rarely take him to play with.

Xiao Yige has never been interested in these gossips, she had no intention of commenting on Cheng Yuzhe, and raised the point ambiguously: "Tonight he called Suhang to help."

"Suhang? It sounds familiar, who is it?"

Mo Feifei subconsciously repeated the name, unable to picture the image that the name represented for a moment.

The prank achieved the initial effect, Xiao Yige bent his lips slyly, and threw out a heavyweight message: "Our high school classmate is also Cheng Yuzhe's half-sister, and Cheng Yuzhe sometimes relies on her."

Time suddenly stopped moving.

Mo Feifei burst into a roar that was about to pierce her eardrums: "Fuck?! Fuck! She is the daughter of old man Cheng? She is the daughter of the dignified daughter who was kicked out of the house at the age of eight? Also, how do you know that Cheng Yuzhe relies on her? ?”

The voice was fast and the volume was high. In just a few seconds, Xiao Yige went through hell again, and his facial features were all wrinkled.

Even Xiong Xiong shrank into her arms in fear.

She covered Bear's small pointed ears, put her arms around its round head, and said to Mo Feifei, "I found out. She used to be too low-key, and we didn't bother to find out what Cheng Zhiang's daughter was called."

She spoke naturally, but Mo Feifei caught the bright spot: "Why do you have nothing to check on her? You don't want to start with her and let her help you sleep with Cheng Yuzhe for the sake of your classmates, right?"

Xiao Yige laughed and said nothing, Mo Feifei said the wrong thing, it wasn't Suhang who was being used.

It's just that she didn't plan to tell Mo Feifei too much at this time.

She is not a child anymore, she can't yell loudly before she wants to get something, she can't be mischievous, and she can't be childish. Once the target is alarmed, the result is likely to come back empty-handed.

With a smile on her lips, she rubbed her raging little ears and replied to Mo Feifei: "You will know when the time comes."

Mo Feifei literally had a mouthful of old blood stuck in her throat, and said, "You'd better not stick a flower in cow dung, or I'll die of anger", and then hung up the phone.

Xiao Yige pursed his lips innocently, let go of Xiong Xiong and rummaged in the storage box next to him.

In addition to sundries, there is also a Nokia 5230 used in high school, which is now holding a small brick, with a photo under it.

The photo is a bit blurry, it was taken by her with this mobile phone back then, and it was exported and printed a few years later.

It was in the classroom between classes in the first year of high school. At that time, she thought that the second year of high school would be divided into classes. Maybe some friendship would fade away before it could deepen, so she took a picture of everyone moving freely at that time.

It just so happened that the girl with long hair like black ink was sitting upright and writing, her figure was like a green bamboo, exuding the aura that strangers should not approach her, no one around her approached her.

Everyone knows that the perennially low temperature of the extreme north will not heat up anyone who tries to land.

Xiao Yige's fingertips caressed the silhouette that had been separated for many years, tenderness and anticipation entangled in his voice: "Suhang, long time no see."

The rain didn't last long, and the room was full of spring cold early the next day.

Breakfast is light porridge with green vegetables, and it is the Xiao family's habit not to have heavy oil or meat for breakfast.

Xiao Yige was the last to come down. Mother Xiao Manyi and father Gao Wenyuan were already discussing dinner tonight.

Xiao Manyi scooped porridge slowly with a small spoon, wearing a woman's cheongsam with her long hair coiled up, her mature charm and luxury were integrated into one.

She swallowed the food in her mouth, and said slowly: "It's better to ask the kitchen to make dinner according to the baby's preferences, and the nutrition should be balanced. Those things eaten abroad will make people useless."

"..." Xiao Yige pulled out the chair and sat down, laughing but didn't know what to say.

Gao Wenyuan accommodatingly picked up a vegetable for his wife, with a refined and pampering look, "Okay, I'll explain to the kitchen later."

"Mom, Dad, good morning." Xiao Yige said hello while serving porridge, not expressing his opinion on this phenomenon.

She has only returned to China for less than a month. After joining the company's headquarters, she usually has a lot of work arrangements. Fortunately, she lives at home more often, and her meals and work and rest are slowly adjusted.

She has nothing to object to Xiao Manyi's seemingly strict but caring attitude.

Gao Wenyuan smiled fondly and said, "Good morning baby, eat breakfast quickly."

Xiao Manyi took a few glances at her daughter's state, and asked with great interest while being quite satisfied: "How was Cheng Yuzhe's performance yesterday?"

Xiao Yige just scooped up a spoonful of porridge to cool it down, and after drinking it leisurely, he replied calmly: "It's not bad, let's see."

If she wanted to comment on Cheng Yuzhe, to be honest, she really didn't know where to start.

Cheng Yuzhe is no different from ordinary people, and when the basic standards are different from ordinary people, no matter how she evaluates it, it is not appropriate for her to evaluate it. Besides, she does not know anyone with the same situation, so she cannot judge Cheng Yuzhe's pros and cons.

Her expression was too dull, so Gao Wenyuan, who has always played the role of a peacemaker, observed his wife's face sensitively, and unilaterally cooperated with his daughter: "We just met alone, and we can't tell what will happen in the future. It's good to get along slowly." .”

Xiao Manyi rubbed the handle of the spoon with her fingertips, glanced at her husband, and smiled inexplicably: "You don't really think that my daughter can like Cheng Yuzhe, do you?"

Her tone was not arrogant, but the sense of superiority cultivated in high positions all the year round existed all the time, but the speed of her speech was slow, with majesty and weight invisible.

Xiao Yige's movements paused, but he didn't make any excuses.

Xiao Manyi's intuition is the keenest, and she also understands her best.

She has grown to this age, and Xiao Manyi, who is well-read and knowledgeable, is indispensable for her training. It is almost impossible to retreat under Xiao Manyi's nose.

"I do find it strange..." Gao Wenyuan looked at his daughter in surprise, his loving face was full of tolerance, "But that kid looks pretty good, I thought Yige just wanted to play."

As expected of a husband and wife, one guessed that she didn't care about drinking, and the other thought she was going to play some grown-up games.

She held the hair that fell down her ears, blinked her watery eyes unnaturally, licked her lower lip and admitted honestly: "I really didn't have his idea, but I can't say what it is for."

Gao Wenyuan suddenly realized, and gave his wife a look of "you are worthy of it".

Her daughter's affirmation made Xiao Manyi raise her eyebrows happily, and she was very generous and concerned: "Pay attention to the scale, and don't make too much noise."

This doesn't sound very normal.

But Xiao Yige had no reason to disagree, and readily agreed: "Got it."

The Xiao family's Huasheng Group mainly focuses on high-end hotels, with branches in major cities across the country, and has developed into many tourist cities abroad.

Xiao Yige went abroad to study after graduating from high school. During college, he joined the foreign branch of Huasheng Group for training. He rose from the most ordinary employee to the management level step by step. After finishing his studies, he was directly promoted to the general manager of the foreign branch.

Now that she returns to China, she directly joins the headquarters as the general manager. With the achievements she has accumulated over the years abroad, even though her mother is the chairman and her father is the executive president, no one in the headquarters has any objections.

After the morning meeting, when Xiao Yige returned to the office, he was so buried in the documents that he couldn't lift his head, and the unread emails in the mailbox were like an invisible mountain.

As the sun gradually rose from the east, Xiao Yige finished processing the last document that the secretary thoughtfully marked "emergency processing".

All the energy in her body drained in an instant, and she rubbed her brows and leaned back into the soft seat.

Just 2 minutes after stopping, the email reminder was lit at the bottom of the computer screen, and at the same time, wechat received a message from the secretary.

[Secretary Qiao: Mr. Xiao, the RH Group project proposal has been sent to your mailbox. 】

Xiao Yige frowned and clicked on the latest email, which contained the preliminary cooperation project proposed by RH Group. He wanted Huasheng Group to provide a Chinese classical style venue, and RH Group invited well-known cosplayers to hold a national style cosplay.

RH Group is mainly engaged in high-end clothing. Recently, in order to break into the young people's market, it has established a special Hanfu studio, intending to find a breakthrough in the two-dimensional culture and slowly penetrate into this field.

Instead of blindly pursuing the high-end market, Cheng Zhiang has a shrewd vision.

Xiao Yige closed the email and refused to reply, but he couldn't help feeling something in his heart.

Cheng Zhiang's ambition is definitely not something Cheng Yuzhe can afford.

Secretary Qiao's message interrupted her rest again, but the tone broke through the default collocation of work notices.

[Secretary Qiao: Mr. Xiao!Director Su has an event at the archery gym the night after tomorrow! ! ! 】

Last night, the desolate scent of Su Hang's body seemed to reappear in her nose instantly, and the warmth between her eyebrows and eyes gradually broke away from the solemnity brought about by work.

She got up with her mobile phone and came to the French window. She clicked on her girlfriends and sent a voice message in a group of three: "If you are free the night after tomorrow, accompany me to go archery."

[Zhu Zhen:? 】

[ Mo Feifei:? 】

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感谢在2022-07-1121:00:02~2022-07-1321:00:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 3 newspapers in the dog's mouth; 1 foggy green hill;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Xiao Wanqing, the delusion of the world, 17; The whole process of Yi, Lin Yujue one;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 25 bottles of Wide; 20 bottles of Latte; 10 bottles of Yijiu throughout the process; KAMID. , 5 bottles of little snowflakes;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!