The husband and wife of a wealthy school

Yan Cheng approached step by step, forcing him into a corner, with his back against the elevator wall.

Zhao Yan leaned his back against the elevator wall, his eyes slightly lowered, looking at the diamond button on Yan Cheng's neckline and the shiny little button on his white shirt, slowly approaching and approaching again.

Yan Cheng's suit jacket was unbuttoned, and it was open. Zhao Yan's eyes moved down along the snow-white shirt fabric. The hem of the shirt was tucked into the belt, tying the outline of the waist, which made people imagine.

If you touch it, it will definitely not feel bad.

Yan Cheng's breath sprayed on his forehead, as if bewitching people's hearts, he felt that every cell on his lips seemed to be clamoring, eager to be touched and ravaged.

He slightly closed his eyelids and raised his lips to meet her, but he was not kissed as he expected and expected.He opened his eyes and saw Yan Cheng's face turned sideways, the lines of the side face were in line with human aesthetics.

Yan Cheng: "When will you be white again?"

Zhao Yan thought that he was rejected by others, and the enthusiasm in his mind subsided by half, "I don't know."

In fact, Yan Cheng is not purely concerned about skin color, he can still accept the current wheat color, just looking at that lip, with a seductive color that is eager to be picked, exhaling like blue, he just has no choice but to restrain himself Thinking back to the past, in the hospital stairwell, those lips kissed other men...

Not so long ago in the car, the ecstasy that those lips gave him was still fresh in his memory, but... he just couldn't convince himself all of a sudden, even though he kept trying to do so.

Zhao Yan felt a little downcast in his heart.

Yan Cheng: "Isn't there a lot of whitening skin care products now, do you want me to give you a few sets?"

"I don't use those, and I'm not a woman."

Yan Cheng obviously noticed that Zhao Yan's mood suddenly fell, and he couldn't bear it, but he couldn't help it, at least not today.

Zhao Yan drove Yan Cheng back, and didn't say much all the way, he didn't want to.The car drove into the college area. At this point in time, the road was full of campus couples walking hand in hand.

Yan Cheng: "You said just now that you are going on a business trip to City B in a few days?"

"Correct."

Yan Cheng: "I'm going to City B in two days. I'll help you buy a plane ticket. Let's go together?"

"it is good."

After sending Yan Cheng to Shengshi Qingcheng, on the way back, the white Lavida stopped outside a shopping mall for a long time. The third floor of the shopping mall was a cosmetics counter.

An hour later, Zhao Yan got off the car and walked in.Looking at the dazzling array of bottles and cans on the shelves, he resisted the urge to frown. He didn't understand these things, and he wasn't interested at all.

"Hi sir, what would you like to see?"

Zhao Yan: "Whitening skin care products."

"You bought it for your girlfriend, what products does she usually use?"

Zhao Yan: "No, buy it for myself, I haven't used it before."

"I suggest you buy moisturizing ones. Generally, dull skin is mostly due to lack of water in the skin. If you replenish the water, it will naturally become whiter."

Zhao Yan still couldn't help frowning: "I'm sorry, I don't understand these things, you don't need to explain too much to me, anyway, I just want whitening."

Before leaving, Zhao Yan found a Lancome counter and bought a set of Lancome for Zhao Jingjing.

It turned out that the price of this set was ten times that of the set of whitening products he bought for himself.

Zhao Yan decided to educate Zhao Jingjing when he went back. When buying things, he should choose the ones with good effects, not the most expensive ones.He is not like Mr. Yan, who runs a company and makes money while lying down.

……

On the day of the business trip, Zhao Yan didn't go to work and was packing his luggage early in the morning. He only went for two days and didn't have much to bring.

The window in the room was open, the wardrobe was open, and the suitcase was opened on the floor next to the bed.There was a climbing vine on the wall outside the window, which climbed onto the window sill. The morning sun shone on Zhao Yan's side face. His hair was a little long, and he didn't bother to cut it.

"Yanyan, take these buns with you and eat them on the plane. Put them in a fresh-keeping bag so they won't lose the smell." His mother walked in, holding a fresh-keeping bag with three or four buns in it, and said Just put it in the corner of his suitcase.

Zhao Yan: "Mom, it's only a four-hour flight, so you really don't need to take it with you. Even if you're hungry, there will be meals on the plane."

"How can the food on the plane compare with the ones made at home? They are nutritious and healthy. Remember to ask the stewardess to warm them up for you when you eat them. Don't eat cold ones."

"This box will be checked in at that time, and I will put the steamed stuffed bun in my carry-on bag later." As he spoke, Zhao Yan took out the steamed stuffed bun stuffed in the corner of the suitcase and put it on the table beside him.

After packing up his luggage, putting on his coat, and going to the bathroom to wash his hands, he looked up at his face in the mirror, left and right, but he didn't find that it was much whiter than the previous two days.

Looking at the two bottles on the sink, Zhao Yan was very disgusted, and never used them again, and it didn't work at all.

Mainly because the smell is unbearable.

The reason why I chose to pass these two days is because there will be a medical seminar in city B tomorrow, the theme is about nutritional therapy and chronic disease prevention and control.

He walked out of the house with his suitcase and waited at the intersection.Zhao Yan raised his wrist and looked at his watch, it was 15 minutes before the appointed time.

With a backpack on his back, he looks like a college student who hasn't graduated from a distance.

Not long after, two black Mercedes-Benz drove by at the end of the road, the one in front stopped beside him, the rear window was lowered, Yan Cheng turned his head and said, "Get in the car."

Assistant Jiang in the driver's seat got out of the car and helped Zhao Yan put the suitcase into the trunk.

Zhao Yan opened the door on the other side of the rear seat, and looked behind before getting into the car.

"Is that car in the back with you?" Zhao Yan asked as he got into the car.

Yan Cheng: "Yes."

Zhao Yan: "How many people did you go?"

"Four."

Why did the four of them drive two cars? Is it because they wanted to pick themselves up?

Yan Cheng understood the question in Zhao Yan's eyes with just one glance, and said, "I don't like to ride in a car with others."

Zhao Yan: "Why?!"

"If there are too many people, it will affect the air quality in the car." Yan Cheng said in a natural tone with a cold face.

Zhao Yan turned his head to look at Yan Cheng. He was wearing a black suit, black shirt, and no tie. The black made his neck and face very white. The leather shoes on his feet were black and shiny, which could illuminate the figure.

This is the rhythm of wanting to be the only one...

Zhao Yan: "It's fine if you open the car window, and it's not raining."

Yan Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at Zhao Yan's Danfeng eyes. The shape of those Danfeng eyes was still as beautiful as before, and he was honest when he expressed his disapproval, "Why, do you have an opinion?"

Zhao Yan: "No, I mean, there are more people on the plane, should you take a private jet?!"

Assistant Jiang, who was sitting in the front, had secretly given Zhao Yan a hundred likes in his heart. It is a disease that must be cured.

Yan Cheng had a half-smile, and moved closer: "Why, do you want to take a private jet?"

How can you say that!It's none of his business.

Zhao Yan: "I don't think there are too many people in the car and the air is not good."

Looking at it like this, Yan Cheng knew he was still upset about what happened in the elevator last time, "I haven't seen you for two days, why are you dark again?"

Zhao Yan turned around and stared: "I guess you were the one who drove the black Mercedes when my car was hit last time. You hit and run and blamed others."

Yan Cheng: "Assistant Jiang, talk."

Assistant Jiang: "No, no, it wasn't our boss Yan who opened it, but my brother-in-law."

Zhao Yan: "Didn't you say last time that it was opened by your buddy?"

Assistant Jiang: "My brother-in-law is my buddy."

When the car drove to the airport, two people got on and off the Mercedes-Benz at the back, a man and a woman, dressed as business elites, and Assistant Jiang followed behind Yan Cheng.

Not to mention anything else, full of style.

Zhao Yan felt that he, who was walking beside him, was like a younger brother who was carrying someone's bag.He was walking with Yan Cheng at the beginning, but as a result, he walked farther and farther, and the distance became wider and wider.

After Yan Cheng noticed it, he glanced over unhappy.Zhao Yan feels that Yan Cheng has developed some bad habits in the past ten years, for example, he likes to boss him around and hopes that others will act according to his face.

What's the matter, I'm not your subordinate, if you have the ability, you quarrel with me squid!

A city generally has only one airport. People traveling from south to north gather here and then separate from here like birds and beasts.

The airport is a place of parting and a place of reunion, where you can easily meet acquaintances.

As soon as Wang Lin got off the plane, she pulled the suitcase and walked out. She saw Yan Cheng at a glance. Some people are so powerful that you can see him at a glance among tens of millions of people. He looks more and more like Yan Xuanyu when he was young. .

She just came back from England, and she went to England to visit Chen Silin who was sent there to study.

Now that Yan Cheng has become famous, Wang Lin's tone of voice is no longer the same as before, and has become more polite and gentle: "Xiaocheng, where are you going?"

Yan Cheng didn't take off his sunglasses, put his hands in his pockets, "City B."

Because Zhao Yan had already walked far away from Yan Cheng, Wang Lin did not see Zhao Yan, and her focus was always on Yan Cheng.

Wang Lin is getting old. After all, she is a woman in her 50s. For her age, the maintenance is quite good.

"I have to go back to the old house more when I have time. Your father is now semi-retired, and he always mentions you when he is at home."

There is nothing wrong with saying this, and it fits her status, but Yan Cheng just feels that this woman has been hypocritical for ten years.

Not long after he and Zhao Yan broke up, before he went abroad, he received an anonymous letter, which contained a paternity test report about Wang Lin and an eight-year-old boy.

He didn't know who sent the letter, most likely it was Wang Lin's old enemy, but he didn't know why it was sent to him.

After knowing this, he didn't say anything, and he didn't tell his father. He didn't think it was necessary to destroy his father's stable life, and he had no interest in the property of the Wang family.

Yan Cheng: "I guess you just came back from England."

Wang Lin: "Hahaha, you guessed it right, there is an investment project over there, and I went on a business trip."

Yan Cheng sneered and said, "I'm in a hurry."

As he spoke, he walked around Wang Lin, straightened his back, and kept his eyes fixed.

On the plane, in the first class cabin, Zhao Yan and Yan Cheng sat side by side.

It was the first time for Zhao Yan to fly first class, and the level of comfort was indeed much higher than that of economy class.

Yan Cheng looked at Zhao Yan's wrist beside him, which was wearing a watch, "I remember I gave you a watch before, is it still there?"

Zhao Yan followed Yan Cheng's gaze to see his own wrist, and was suddenly mentioned. He didn't know what to say for a while, but he couldn't say that my mother sold it when she couldn't afford to live in the hospital.

He played dumb: "What watch?"

Yan Cheng's face darkened: "Vacheron Constantin."

"Didn't you say it was an inexpensive watch?" Zhao Yan said with his head down, feeling a little guilty.