Seeing the car stopped, Wan Menglin ran over with the manuscript. The car door opened, and a vague fragrance emanated from the car, cold and mysterious.
Wan Menglin looked at the person sitting in the car. The man's expression was leisurely, with an indescribable warmth and maturity, like a majestic mountain, so powerful that people could rely on him with peace of mind.
He was wearing a dark suit, the leather shoes on his feet were translucent, and the jade buttons on his cuffs were shiny and gentle. He was rich and low-key.
There was a little girl sitting next to her, swaying her legs, wearing exquisite little red leather shoes and white lace stockings, which was extremely cute.
Seeing this man again, Wan Menglin found that this man was more charming and powerful than she had imagined.
When a man or a woman is most charming is when she/he doesn't love me.
When Ye Yanshan was nice to her, Wan Menglin didn't realize how superior this man was, but when she rolled around in the mire and got close to this man, she actually felt ashamed of herself.
Ye Yanshan folded his legs together and put his hands on his legs. He sat in the car and looked at Wan Menglin. Although he was sitting down, he was more powerful than the standing person, which made Wan Menglin take a step back involuntarily.
Nanzhi said: "Hello, Aunt Wan."
Wan Menglin immediately showed a gentle smile and said hello, "Hello, Shirley, Shirley, you are even cuter."
With this interruption, the atmosphere became less tense. Wan Menglin became even more panicked when she found that Ye Yanshan didn't speak.
She didn't know whether Ye Yanshan was deliberately neglecting her, or whether he was angry, or whether he was using retreat as a means to advance. Wan Menglin didn't know, but she was indeed panicked.
The future depends on Mr. Ye.
"Mr. Ye, this is my design drawing. Please take a look. Take a look." Wan Menglin quickly handed the design drawing to Ye Yanshan with both hands, hunched over and looking humble.
Probably after a series of blows, people suddenly become conscious and become realistic.
Wan Menglin's vague arrogance and unusual purity began to slowly dissipate, and she was polished by life into an ordinary person.
It is also a sad thing to say.
But if some arrogance and some distinctiveness are based on others and maintained, then now it is just a return to the essence.
Ye Yanshan glanced at the design drawing, but did not accept it. Instead, he asked, "Why don't you give it to the director? Both the manuscript and the electronic design draft are given to the director for review."
Wan Menglin was shocked and even more panicked. She said quickly: "Mr. Ye, I don't want to trouble you, but I was fired by the director. I have no choice but to come to you." .”
"Mr. Ye, you said I have talent, take a look, I painted it." Wan Menglin looked at Ye Yanshan, with tears in her eyes, shouting and pleading.
Ye Yanshan subconsciously reached out to take it, but when he realized it, he already had the manuscript in his hand.
Nanzhi looked at Dad, with "injustice" written on his left eye and "plant" written on his right eye.
Alas, when Daddy meets Aunt Wan, she becomes a fool.
"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Ye." Wan Menglin almost burst into tears and laughed, thanking her repeatedly, as if Ye Yanshan could stay as long as she saw it.
Ye Yanshan:......
Want to fight.
Let you move around.
But now that he had it in his hand, Ye Yanshan also looked at it carefully, looking at each one one by one. His expression remained the same, and he did not say that he was happy or impressed, nor did he say that it was difficult to draw.
Wan Menglin became nervous, clasped her hands together tightly, her heart was beating hard, she was extremely nervous, and she began to feel unconfident.
I was looking forward to it, even if it was just one that Mr. Ye would like, even if it was just one.
Ye Yanshan looked at them one by one, and then he saw the last one, and then handed the manuscript to Wan Menglin.
"Ah?" Wan Menglin took the design draft with some confusion and looked at Ye Yanshan.
Ye Yanshan and Wan Menglin looked at each other. After just over a month, they felt that things had changed and people had changed.
Ye Yanshan looked at her, feeling very calm in his heart. He didn't know if he had changed or if the thing he liked about Wan Menglin had disappeared.
"Mr. Ye..." Wan Menglin's voice trembled a little, as if she had realized something. Her face was extremely pale and shrouded in despair, making her feel like the sky was falling.
She didn't know why she encountered so many things, encountered so many difficulties, and couldn't move forward. These difficulties seemed to crush her.
Wan Menglin watched Ye Yanshan's mouth open and close, and said in a vague voice, "Sorry, Miss Wan, these design drafts are sparse and ordinary, and the interns in the design department can draw them casually."
"Honestly, it's not even as good as the casual yet clever design you drew on the tissue paper."
"Mr. Ye, I can learn. I'm just too anxious and have too many distracting thoughts in my mind. Please give me another chance. Please, Mr. Ye, you are the only one who can help me now. Help me once and I will repay you. "
Ye Yanshan just said: "I'm sorry." His voice was gentle and full of apology.
So gentle, but with a tough attitude, no insults, no sarcasm, only Yun Danfeng's gentle apology, but this made Wan Menglin feel more panic and despair.
Even if you scold me, even if you humiliate me in front of me and say harsh words.
Ye Yanshan stretched out his hand to close the car door. Wan Menglin hurriedly grabbed the car door to prevent it from closing. Once the door was closed, her life would be different.
The unexplained feeling made Wan Menglin feel terrified, like a disaster, making her have no etiquette and lose control, clinging to Ye Yanshan's straw.
"Mr. Ye, do you want to marry me? I want to marry you." Wan Menglin could only do as Ye Yanshan asked. From the beginning, Ye Yanshan was good to her because he liked her and wanted to marry her.
In such a situation, Wan Menglin really couldn't tolerate being careless and kept waiting for the hidden happiness.
But that ethereal, future, invisible happiness was destroyed by the cold reality, drifting with the waves, and crushed into a ball of mud.
Ye Yanshan suddenly smiled, "Fake marriage."
Wan Menglin shook her head repeatedly, "No, no, we are really married."
Ye Yanshan: "Are you unwilling to do so? You like Mr. Huo and marry me, but you are unwilling to do so. You feel that I have forced you, and you are afraid that you will still hate me."
Ye Yanshan said and sighed.
Wan Menglin said immediately: "No, no, although Huo Hejun and I have two children, we have no feelings."
"Besides, Huo Hejun doesn't love me either. It's you who has always helped me." Wan Menglin's expression is sincere, but now her face is blurred, sweating profusely, and has no sense of beauty. Some of her words are just to seize the opportunity for quick success and quick gain. .
Ye Yanshan sympathized with Wan Menglin.
Yes, sympathy.
