Lei Yunqi pulled at the corner of his mouth and greeted Chang Nian.
Chang Nian did not respond. Fu Xingye's "my wife" first made her sluggish, and then rushed out wildly with joy.
Lei Yunqi didn't mind, he took out a business card and handed it to Fu Xingye.
Fu Xingye didn't answer, and tilted his head to look at Chang Nian beside him.
The corners of Lei Yunqi's lips became lighter, and he took a deep look at Fu Xingye.
Chang Nian was deeply afraid that Fu Xingye's arrogance would offend Lei Yunqi, and quickly took the card with both hands.
Lei Yunqi retracted his hand, put the wine glass in his hand on the table, and said lightly: "There's still something to do, take a step ahead."
After he finished speaking, he bent over and stretched out his hand to the brown-haired woman sitting next to him, and said gently and respectfully: "It's hard for you to stay here for so long, let's go home."
The woman with brown hair seemed to smile and nodded, and only after placing the crystal cup on the table gracefully and slowly, did she pass her hand to the palm of Leiyunqi.
Lei Yunqi held it and pulled her slightly, and the woman took advantage of the momentum to get up.
She wore a white pearly mermaid sling skirt, which was extremely simple. When she got up, the skirt was illuminated by lights, and her curvy figure suddenly became radiant, like a fairy.
Chang Nian stared at her closely.
Fu Xingye had originally planned to leave, but seeing Chang Nian not blinking, he habitually followed.
At that time, the brown-haired woman just stood up straight and turned around, revealing a white, flawless, contoured face.
She walked two steps forward, holding Lei Yunqi's arm.
Lei Yunqi put a coat on her to cover her curvaceous curve, then hugged her and strode out of the banquet hall.
From beginning to end, the brown-haired woman didn't turn her head to look at them.
Chang Nian originally wanted to find a sense of existence by relying on her beauty, but only seeing the half of the woman's face made her feel ashamed.
The woman had gone out for a long time, and Chang Nian took her gaze back. She thought, she can't help but become like this as a girl, let alone a man...
Thinking of this, Chang Nian suddenly turned his head to look at Fu Xingye beside him.
She breathed a sigh of relief: Fu Xingye was not looking at the woman just now, he still stood in the original posture, his eyes fell on the chair in front of him, and it didn't seem to be the case.
But in a moment, Chang Nian became uneasy again: The chair Fu Xingye was staring at was the one that the brown-haired woman had sat on just now.
Chang Nian swallowed, and gently pulled Fu Xingye's sleeves: "Uncle?"
Fu Xingye lowered his eyes and seemed a little impatient: "Shall we go too?"
Chang Nian was afraid that he would be unhappy, so he nodded immediately: "Yes!"
…
Outside the banquet hall, Lei Yunqi fastened his seat belt and looked at the woman beside him.
"Sister Huanhuan, shall we go to the master or take you home directly?"
Nie Changhuan wrapped his coat tightly, and thought for a while: "It's already late, just send me to a nearby hotel. I still have a lot of work to do."
It takes more than two hours to drive from here to the location of her property in this country.
Tonight is a little tired, and she has to catch up with a social event tomorrow morning. She can't stand it.
"Okay! Follow your orders!" Lei Yunqi saluted her and started the car.
Nie Changhuan ignored his exaggeration and took out his mobile phone from his bag to check work emails.
Lei Yunqi glanced at her mobile phone screen as he drove, "Still catching that national style cartoon?"
Nie Changhuan typed quickly, and he hummed, and there was no more text.
Lei Yunqi has long been accustomed to her somewhat cold personality, and then asked: "What do you think of what the person mentioned just now?"
Nie Changhuan's typing fingers didn't make any pause: "You can decide."
"How can I decide on such a big thing?" Lei Yunqi raised his hand and shook in front of her eyes, "My eldest lady, don't forget, you did all those paintings!"
"Without you, my paintings would not be valuable." Nie Changhuan finally stopped and raised his hand to pat Lei Yunqi's shoulder, "Don't have a burden in your heart, these are all you deserve."
Although the world is now advertised as equality between men and women, there is actually inequality everywhere.
At first, it was not that Nie Changhuan had not sold paintings in her own name, but when the buyer knew that she was a young girl, he was a little contemptuous.
Later, she accidentally met Lei Yunqi while selling paintings, and Lei Yunqi introduced her to his master Sha Rong.
Sha Rong is a painter, but strictly speaking a thorough businessman.
Sha Rong admired Nie Changhuan very much, and under Sha Rong’s plan, the mode of selling paintings written by Nie Changhuan, but the paintings signed by Lei Yunqi, started smoothly, and under Sha Rong’s operation, the prices of the paintings were getting higher and higher. The reputation of Leiyunqi is also getting better and better.
So in the past few years, Leiyunqi has also been under great psychological pressure, and there is always a feeling of stealing things.
Lei Yunqi looked at Nie Changhuan's dignified appearance of comforting himself, licked his lips and laughed.
Nie Changhuan withdrew his hand, ignored him, and continued to deal with some simple tasks on the phone.
Lei Yunqi was driving while checking her profile. One of them, as soon as he turned around, he met Nie Changhuan's gaze.
Nie Changhuan squinted his eyes slightly: "Can't you concentrate on driving? Look at and dig out your eyeballs."
"..." Lei Yunqi looked at her cold little face, afraid that she would really turn her face, so he cheekily denounced, "How did you know that I was looking at you if you didn't look at me?!"
Nie Changhuan stared at him, then ignored him.
Lei Yunqi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly felt quite disappointed: Mom! This junior is difficult to deal with! He doesn't know when the show will happen!
When the car drove to the hotel quickly, Nie Changhuan put his phone in his bag and took his stiff black long cashmere coat from the back seat of the car and put it on.
Lei Yunqi doggedly pulled the door for her. Nie Changhuan got out of the car and stood beside the car door. After buckling the buttons one by one with his head down, he casually tied the belt around his waist. Then she bent over, took her bag and slung it on her forearm. Because she was a little bit chilly, she habitually put her hands in her coat pockets, and then stepped on high heels and hurried to the hotel.
Lei Yunqi lags behind because she pretends to lock the car once and peeks at her. Seeing that she has already walked a long way in seconds, he immediately "hey" and hurried to catch up.
But Nie Changhuan walked fast. Although Lei Yunqi was tall and long in legs, he couldn't run straight away. He shouted a few steps away: "Nie Changhuan, wait for me!"
Standing in the center of the hotel lobby, Fu Xingye and Chang Nian heard the sound. Fu Xingye didn't move, but Chang Nian tugged Fu Xingye's sleeves in surprise: "It's the painter uncle too!"
Fu Xingye's eyes dimmed, and then he looked at the direction pointed by Chang Nian.
At that time, Lei Yunqi, carrying a small suitcase, quickly took a step forward, pushed open the glass door for Nie Changhuan and stepped aside. Nie Changhuan walked in with his high heels expressionlessly.
She has her hands in her pockets and a luxury handbag hung on her right forearm. She is straight and does not squint.
Probably the reason was that she had not had time to remove her makeup after just attending the charity dinner. The slightly thick makeup and her half-wrapped curly hair made her look extraordinarily cold and exquisite that cannot be described by words.
Nie Changhuan, who was 25 years old, was no longer what he remembered.
When Fu Xingye retracted his gaze, Nie Changhuan was guarded by Lei Yunqi and had already walked to the front desk.
Peng Jiangzhou, who was checking in with Fu Xingye and Chang Nian at the front desk, was originally communicating with the staff in pure English. He accidentally caught a glimpse of a beautiful figure standing next to him. He glanced at it out of male instinct, and he was shocked. He almost bit his tongue. Without controlling it for a while, he subconsciously shouted, "Miss Changhuan?!"
Nie Changhuan was taken aback for a moment, turned his head to look at Peng Jiangzhou, smiled and nodded slightly at her, took out his credentials, and began to book a room.
Peng Jiangzhou stared at her blankly, and then looked at Fu Xingye who was standing not far away with Chang Nian in a panic, as if an ant was about to enter the pan.
Nie Changhuan seemed to be a frequent visitor here, and he checked in soon, and then he didn't even look at Peng Jiangzhou. He just left as if he was an occasional passerby.
Peng Jiangzhou watched her and Lei Yunqi go to the elevator entrance together, and walked to Fu Xingye's side suspiciously.
He originally wanted to risk his death to tell Fu Xingye about his encounter with Nie Changhuan, but when he approached, he realized that Chang Nian stared at Nie Changhuan's back, and his face turned pale.
Chang Nian withdrew his gaze and looked a little depressed: "Uncle, that sister and I look like you, do you... do you know her?"
But after asking this question, Chang Nian regretted it.
This sounded too much like questioning, she was afraid that Fu Xing would be wild.
But he said in front of others tonight that he was his wife, and he must have really taken her to his heart.
So Chang Nian cheered up, and shook Fu Xingye's arm: "Uncle, why don't you answer me? Is it possible that you know each other?"
Fu Xingye lowered his eyebrows, took out a cigarette from his pocket and sandwiched it between his fingers, rubbing the lighter with his other hand, just playing with it. This habit has not changed for many years.
Just when Chang Nian couldn't help but speak again, Fu Xingye raised his eyes to look at her: "For you, this answer is very important?"
Chang Nian felt a chill in his back, and he understood the meaning of his words in the first time inexplicably.
He was blaming her for arrogantly.
Chang Nian's face became paler, and he secretly glanced at Peng Jiangzhou, who was still standing aside, and suddenly felt that he couldn't hold back his face, so he let go of Fu Xingye.
Fu Xingye stepped forward and walked directly to the elevator entrance.
Chang Nian was immediately embarrassed and angry, but in this foreign country, she didn't dare to do it, so she gritted her teeth and followed.
When they arrived at the elevator entrance, one of the elevator doors happened to be open. Peng Jiangzhou, who was walking in front, quickly reached out and buckled the elevator door.
When Fu Xingye stepped inside and glanced around at will, he paused, and then walked into the elevator with a normal expression.
Nie Changhuan was standing near the middle of the elevator. After they came in, she leaned to Leiyunqi's side.
In the elevator, it became the position where Lei Yunqi was standing on the back side. Nie Changhuan and Fu Xingye stood almost side by side in the middle of the elevator. Both were dressed in black, with cold expressions on their faces.
Peng Jiangzhou and Chang Nian, who finally entered the elevator, stood at the front.
When Lei Yunqi saw Fu Xingye and Chang Nian, he said unsteadily, "What a coincidence!"
Fu Xingye looked cold and did not answer.
Lei Yunqi squinted his eyes and stopped making a sound.
The person who had originally wanted to take the opportunity to set up a few words with Lei Yunqi, which was almost common, didn't dare to speak again.
As an assistant, Peng Jiangzhou asked Nie Changhuan and Lei Yunqi winkingly at this moment: "Two people, how many floors are you up to?"
Because he was actually looking at Nie Changhuan when he asked this, Nie Changhuan replied, "Top floor, thank you."
Peng Jiangzhou didn't conceal the surprise in his expression, and couldn't help but glance at Fu Xingye.
Fu Xingye met his gaze and frowned unhappily.
Peng Jiangzhou quickly lowered his head and reached out to press the elevator.
In the next half minute, the elevator was as quiet as a mass grave, so as soon as the elevator stopped and the door opened, Peng Jiangzhou immediately jumped down and buckled the elevator door on the very side.
Chang Nian hesitated and followed, then turned around to look at Fu Xingye, wanting to wait for him.
As a result, I saw the men and women standing in the middle of the elevator at a glance, and their hearts were completely cold because of fear.
It's so good.
Although the two of them were expressionless and cold, although there was no verbal or eye contact between the two of them, and there was even a social distance of almost half a meter between the two, but at a glance In the past, it was the appearance that no one could melt in or insert in.
But the scene only lasted for a second or two. Then, Fu Xingye stepped back a little, a gentleman with a lady priority, Nie Changhuan was not polite, and stepped out of the elevator on high heels.
Leiyunqi followed closely behind.
When Fu Xingye got off the elevator, Chang Nian immediately stepped forward and took his arm: "Uncle, I'm so hungry. I didn't eat much at the banquet."
Fu Xingye glanced at her, then asked Peng Jiangzhou, "Where is the room?"
Peng Jiangzhou glanced at the backs of Nie Changhuan and Lei Yunqi, picked up the room card and checked it again. Some heads pointed at the direction Nie Changhuan and the others were leaving: "Mr. Fu, please here."
Fu Xingye didn't have any special expressions. He followed Peng Jiangzhou and walked to the room with his usual thoughts.
When they stopped in front of a suite, Nie Changhuan and Lei Yunqi had just entered the room opposite them. When Lei Yunqi turned to close the door, they also glanced at Fu Xingye.
Peng Jiangzhou looked at Fu Xingye's still expressionless face, and bit the bullet and explained: "This hotel is very popular and there are fewer suites, so there are only two of them."
When Chang Nian heard this, his eyes lit up.
But soon, Peng Jiangzhou glanced at her: "Miss Chang, your room is downstairs, I will take you down later."
Chang Nian watched Peng Jiangzhou bit his lip, but had to hum: "It's okay, you arrange your uncle first, he will definitely have to deal with the work, I'm not in a hurry."
Peng Jiangzhou smiled at her without a smile, and when Fu Xingye entered the room, he immediately turned around and went downstairs with Chang Nian.
Standing at the door facing the interior of the room, Fu Xingye slowly pulled off the tie from his neck, then wrapped the tie around his palm and untied it again. After repeating this four or five times, he stopped as if he had just awakened from a dream.
He pulled his lips, crumpled the six-figure tie in his hand and threw it away.
He didn't turn around, and slammed the door of the room with his backhand, making a muffled bang.
He stepped inside, threw his suit jacket on the sofa, went to the wine cabinet to get a glass, and poured himself a glass.
…
In Nie Changhuan's room.
When Nie Changhuan changed his skirt and took off his makeup, Lei Yunqi was standing in front of the French window, holding the wine glass with one hand in his pocket, and drinking with the elegant appearance of a noble boy.
Nie Changhuan took out the laptop from his small suitcase, held it with one hand and pressed the power button, while walking to the sofa and glanced at Lei Yunqi: "Not leaving yet?"
Lei Yunqi broke the power in one second, watching Nie Changhuan put the notebook on the low table and she herself sat down on the carpet in front of the sofa, he moved along with him, pretending to be stupid: "It's midnight now. Now, still have to work? You say you, what a girl's doing so hard? As long as you call Brother Yunqi, all my money is..."
Nie Changhuan raised his eyes and stared at him steadily.
Lei Yunqi touched his chin in a jealous manner, and put the wine glass on the low table like a puff: "Go and go! You ruthless woman!"
He was about to walk to the door, and when he saw Nie Changhuan showing no response or even lowering his head to start working, Lei Yunqi raised his voice: "I'm really gone?!"
Nie Changhuan ignored him.
Lei Yunqi's eyes rolled, thinking of Chang Nian's face that was too similar to Nie Changhuan, and then thinking of Chang Nian's brother, who seemed to have zero communication with Nie Changhuan, and lay down on the sofa after he turned around: "Your brother Yunqi is tired from driving you tonight, so I really don't want to move! If you really don't want me to stay, you can drag me out and throw it away!"
After speaking, Lei Yunqi closed his eyes tightly.
Nie Changhuan raised his eyebrows, glanced at his rogue appearance, bends his lips imperceptibly, and lowered his head to work again.
When I was in the studio before, sometimes inspiration came. It was common for Lei Yunqi to eat and sleep in the studio for a few days without going out to paint. Now he doesn't want to go, and Nie Changhuan feels that it doesn't matter.
Lei Yunqi waited for a while, without waiting for any movement, slowly opened his eyes, seeing Nie Changhuan without even looking at himself, he bounced off the sofa with a hehe.
He bared his white teeth and smiled at Nie Chang: "Then I'm not welcome Junior Sister Ha! I just observed that this suite has two bedrooms, the larger one is for you, and the smaller one is for me! "
Nie Changhuan still raised his hand coldly at him, indicating that he can withdraw.
Lei Yunqi happily went to the small bedroom, but he walked to the bedroom door, and he stopped again.
He was so curious about the man who appeared today...