Cheng Yan tried his best to finish the work before the morning of the 14th, and deliberately spared the entire afternoon and evening.
On Valentine's Day, the company was filled with an inexplicable pink atmosphere. Couriers come and go, delivering gifts and cards of all kinds. It's all the expressions of fans who love each other infatuatedly and don't ask for anything in return. In the past, Cheng Yan rarely received this kind of treatment, but since the daisy and silver fir were sown, letters have been sent to the company.
After the two actresses received bouquets of flowers, another bouquet of roses was delivered.
The bouquet was too big, and the entire upper body of the person holding it was covered, so he could only raise his head and shout loudly: "Cheng Yan! Cheng Yan!"
When Cheng Yan leaned out from the meeting room, he saw a large bouquet of flowers rushing towards him. He quickly opened his arms to catch it, and roughly pulled it into the door. When the bouquet rattled against the door frame, a few flowers fell off. Although he avoided all kinds of attention in the corridor, when he turned around, he was met with all the gazes in the conference room.
Teacher Yang smiled calmly, with a look of understanding. The others were not so calm. It was Shen Leming who spoke out first.
"Wow! Senior's rice is really good, so generous!" He smiled and rushed forward, looking for the card among the roses, "Hey, there is no card, did it drop?"
Cheng Yan already had a sharp eye and quickly stuffed the card into his pocket: "There are always such weird people."
General Shen Le smiled suspiciously and stopped asking.
The role of Marquis of Longcheng in Bound Canglong was given to Shen Le. He was a model, tall and thin, with a very photogenic slap face, and the company just signed him last year. Before, Mr. Yang hinted vaguely that Daisy's drama company originally wanted Shen Leming.
I'm afraid Shen Leming has also heard about this matter, but this cooperation is still very enthusiastic for Cheng Yan, and he is not at all unhappy. Much better than that Lin Yinqi with all the emotions on his face.
Cheng Yan waited until he was alone before taking out the card.
There are only printed love words on it, and no other words or signatures.
When seeing Xia Shaoqian in the afternoon, Cheng Yan thanked him first, and then said: "That bouquet of flowers is really too big."
Xia Shaoqian asked back: "Is it very big? The secretary ordered it for me."
Cheng Yan only thought that he was sometimes frank and cute, thought for a while, and said, "No woman in the company has ever received such a large bouquet, and they all ask me who sent it."
The company's sudden praise of him is enough to attract people's imagination, and he doesn't want to give people room for reasonable speculation.
Even Fangfang was taken aback, but her thoughts ran to the other extreme, and she said that sending such a large bouquet of flowers without signing her name was a bit like a pervert like a stalker.
Xia Shaoqian's first Valentine's Day gift did not please Cheng Yan, but he was not in a hurry, and there was a second gift.
"I'll take you for an iris scan."
Cheng Yan is inexplicable. Xia Shaoqian explained: "My residence in the city requires an iris scan to enter. Scan it into the database, and you can come in and out freely in the future."
After speaking, he took out the gift box, Cheng Yan opened it, and inside was a key.
Cheng Yan imagined opening the car window and then throwing the key out in a super unethical way, whoever it hits will be considered unlucky. But Xia Shaoqian stared at him, his eyes were so oppressive that he couldn't move, as if he was waiting for his acceptance speech.
"this… "
It was too serious, too heavy, and it was far from the position he imagined. And the tie he was about to give away couldn't be taken out. If you accept it, is it considered cohabitation? Semi cohabitation? Cheng Yan had too many thoughts, he was silent for a long time before whispering: "I'm sorry, I want to think about it..."
In fact, he wanted to ask Xia Shaoqian to think about it.
As soon as I said it, I felt like I was taking Joe, and quickly said: "Actually, I am very happy, so happy, really."
Xia Shaoqian immediately said: "Don't refuse if you are happy. I will take you to have a look, you will like it."
After finishing speaking, regardless of whether the driver was in front, he held down Cheng Yan and kissed him.
The house is the top floor of the building. The moment the elevator door opened, Cheng Yan felt his knees go limp, and he almost knelt down for Xia Shaoqian. Because the scene in front of me is really amazing-the glass wall on the left hand side is nearly 50 meters long, and people seem to be floating in the air for a moment. People with fear of heights can be directly stunned when they are pulled over.
It is transparent and huge, even if the doors and windows are closed, Cheng Yan still feels the wind. The staircase leading to the second floor is made of steel plates and rebar bars. Compared with the last time the interior was decorated in a rustic style, this place is simply SF style.
Xia Shaoqian told him to go up the stairs.
Upstairs there is a swimming pool and a helicopter landing pad. The swimming pool was dry and gave off a strange sense of desolation.
It was still cold and gloomy, the wind was blowing, and the clouds seemed to be pressing overhead. Standing there, Cheng Yan could really feel the doomsday atmosphere.
The big devil is still waiting for his praise: "How is it? Is it comfortable?"
"Very... shocking."
Maybe Xia Shaoqian is used to it, but he was really shocked, even the troubles just now seemed to become small.
The two couldn't help leaning against each other at the highest point. Xia Shaoqian leaned against the railing side by side with him, gently kissing his ear. Cheng Yan couldn't help asking: "You seem to like this kind of..."
"What kind?"
"It's transparent, glass replaces the wall, and you can see outside." Cheng Yan thought of the third floor of the house in the suburbs being glass, and here, even in the hotel, Xia Shaoqian also likes the big French windows that can see the night view.
"It would be better if there is no glass, and it would be better if there is no barrier at all."
"Can that still be called a house? It's just a shed..." Cheng Yan smiled.
"Well," Xia Shaoqian rubbed the back of his ear with the tip of his nose, "by the seaside... build a shed, and you don't need to wear clothes. No one..."
Cheng Yan finally turned sideways along him, raised his head and entangled with him.
The wind beats among the standing concrete jungles, the sound is so loud and heart-palpitating, as if this place is a paradise.