Pretty girl and school grass live together

Walking into that splendid building, Yan Zhen felt as if she was in a dream.

It turns out that Hua works in such a splendid building, which towers into the sky, and it is said that it is just a branch office. If it is Wen's headquarters, wouldn't it be more magnificent than the imperial palace?

Yan Zhen looked at the young man adoringly, and the young man gave her a doting look.

The oncoming people all respected the young man and looked enviously at Yan Zhen, who lowered her head shyly.

The teenager took her hand and sat in his exclusive elevator with Camille.

As the elevator flew up, the boy held the girl's hand tightly, and the eyes of the two were entwined freely, making Camille's face blush.

Taking Yan Zhen to his lounge, he briefly explained to Camille, "You first greet Yan Zhen well, and I'll explain it at the conference."

"But—" Camille's face was full of anxiety, and she wanted to face the problem with him.

Confidence rose on the boy's face, "It's okay, Camille, thank you very much."

The voices of the two were so low that Yan Zhen couldn't hear them at all, but judging from their expressions, the matter seemed serious.

"Is it because I influenced something?" Yan Zhen asked uneasily.

"No, you wait for me here first, and I'll come over later." Wen Lunhua stroked her hair, and a kiss landed on her forehead without warning, making Camille blush and heartbeat, as did Yan Zhen, he How to kiss her in front of Camille, Camille must be very sad, right?

The entire lounge was overshadowed by the boy's departure, and both girls stared absently at the closed door that separated the boy from them.

Camille's forehead is sweating, she is rarely so nervous and restless, today she is very anxious, she can pretend to be invisible in front of others, but now, she is really tired, so tired, so tired.

Yan Zhen suddenly realized that something was wrong with Camille's face, her pale face was full of uneasiness, and fine sweat was streaming down her forehead.

"Camille, are you okay?" Yan Zhen's voice trembled.

"No." Camille replied weakly, and Yan Zhen quickly handed her a tissue.

"Thank you." Camille forced a smile.

"Are you sick?" Yan Zhen asked again uneasily.

Camille shook his head, brought Yan Zhen a cup of coconut juice, and smiled sourly, "Since the young master knew you like to drink coconut juice, he ordered me to buy coconut juice and put it here."

Yan Zhen was stunned, her heart warmed up.

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