In Xu An's deep memory, Shen Qinghuan didn't like to laugh very much, even if she laughed, it was just a faint smile, cold and unearthly.
There is a bit of elegance.
He was fascinated by it at first.
But he... seems to have never seen Shen Qinghuan's smile like this.
Lazy and coquettish.
It was given to another man.
Xu An paused for a moment, some inexplicable emotions flashed through his heart, but when Pei Qingya's aggrieved voice appeared next to his ear, he was instantly drawn back to his attention.
"An Shen, Miss Shen will hate us, maybe... maybe, we shouldn't be together."
Xu Anshen hastened to hold Pei Qingya's hand tightly, his warm eyes were full of distress: "Qingya, don't think that way, I have no attachment to Shen Qinghuan, what she thinks will affect us, I can be with you now , is already the happiest time for me.”
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"But… "
"There's nothing wrong with that."
Xu Anshen said the words of confession sincerely, Pei Qingya's brows and eyes slowly relaxed, and the two seemed to have regained their sweetness, but Xu Anshen didn't pay attention, Pei Qingya's brows and eyes seemed to be a little distracted.
She accidentally saw the caller ID on Shen Qinghuan's screen.
complicated
Just one word made Pei Qingya's heart flustered.
There are not many people with "fan" in their names.
Today, she seemed to see Jian Fan again.
This is... a coincidence.
Jian Fan's appearance flashed across Pei Qingya's mind.
Indifferent, expensive.
The flower of the high mountain that strangers should not get close to.
Pei Qingya's eyes dimmed unconsciously, but under the dimness there were traces of unwillingness hidden.
"Qingya, what do you want to eat?" Xu Anshen asked Pei Qingya's opinion from the side.
Pei Qingya came back to her senses, and replied casually.
Thinking of the distracting thoughts just now, he smiled slightly.
What is she thinking
In this world, no one can be with Jian Fan.
And she... Isn't it because of this reason that she gave up
***
"So, you promised to be with me?" Shen Qinghuan stroked her hair, her brows and eyes rarely revealed a little color.
The two of them are not in the "Mo" private restaurant now.
Before Shen Qinghuan hung up the phone, she was taken to another place by the people arranged by Jianfan.
Simplistic office.
Jian Fan seems to be a person who attaches great importance to privacy, and there is only his office on the entire top floor.
Jian Fan started out in technology, and the office fits his preferences very well.
Simple, cold, with a strong sense of technology.
The wall-mounted large display screen surrounded by three sides can especially impress Shen Qinghuan.
Jian Fan's hand holding the pen paused, and Shen Qinghuan clearly saw him turn the hexagram diamond on the cap of the pen.
"Otherwise, I'm sorry for the title you gave me." Jian Fan looked up and gave a concise reply.
Hearing this, Shen Qinghuan's face was not obvious, but the edge of the round earlobe was slightly red.
She is not a particularly emotional person, and she is not used to saying intimate things.
When we were together with Xu Anshen before, the most intimate address was just "Anshen".
The previous boldness was just to stimulate Xu Anshen.
Shen Qinghuan cleared her throat: "Anyway, don't take it too seriously."
Although it is impossible for Jian Fan to take it seriously, there is no guarantee, especially when he suddenly changed his mind this time, even his personal male secretary couldn't help being amazed, and stared at her like a beautiful woman in trouble for the country Along the way, he bluntly said that it was the first time he saw his own boss change his decision.
Jian Fan seemed to be more patient today, he used a pen to trace a few times on the documents on the table, making a straight line without any bend, as if he had drawn it with a ruler, while replying.
"Afraid I took it seriously?"
"I'm afraid that's not the case. After all, I'm also considered..." Shen Qinghuan just wanted to narcissistically raise his status, but from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the liquid foundation left on the back of his hand when he wiped his sweat earlier.
…
Just by imagining, she can know how embarrassed she is now.
A beauty like Pei Qingya, not to mention failing to impress Jian Fan, is even hard to remember, she is boasting in this appearance, somewhat ignorant.
Shen Qinghuan's face was filled with embarrassment, and she froze.
"What is it? Beauty?" Jian Fan put down his pen, closed the document, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, his eyes moved indifferently behind the lenses, as if he was looking at Shen Qinghuan.
Sensing Jian Fan's gaze, Shen Qinghuan's embarrassment deepened, and she was about to quickly change the subject.
"It's nothing, we still say..."
The word "business" has not been uttered yet, and the unruffled tone of Jian and Traditional can be heard in my ears.
"Well, she is indeed a beauty."
Shen Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, his eyes met Jian Fan who was sitting under the lamp.
The hard and cold lenses are placed on the bridge of Jianfan's nose, showing more indifference.
But in those eyes, there was an untimely seriousness.
Jian Fan is seriously praising her.
Shen Qinghuan is a sensitive person.
When I met that dog and man and woman today, although the two of them didn't say anything, she could clearly feel the sense of superiority that Pei Qingya quietly released after seeing her in distress, and Xu Anshen's vague dislike of her.
And Jian Fan, who has only met once...
Shen Qinghuan's eyes flickered, and her slightly cold fingertips seemed to warm up a little.
Can…
"But don't worry, I won't take it seriously."
"..."
Shen Qinghuan seemed to hear the sound of her back molars grinding, quickly put aside the strange mood just now, and continued.
"Since the preconditions have been agreed, I wonder if Mr. Jian is willing to explain it to me."
"You ask." Jian Fan folded his hands on the table, as if listening attentively.
Shen Qinghuan pursed her lips slightly: "You, why did you change your mind?"
Those who are rejected are inexplicable, and those who are accepted are also inexplicable.
Shen Qinghuan was more curious than the little secretary.
Jian Fan didn't seem to think about this question, and replied: "Because, it is necessary."
Shen Qinghuan nodded, although the answer was quite satisfactory, it was indeed the most reasonable answer she could think of.
After weighing the pros and cons, Jian Fan still thinks that maintaining a superficial relationship with her is in his best interest.
Maybe something happened at the other end of Jane's house, and it may not necessarily have caused pressure on him.
Thinking about it this way, Shen Qinghuan felt that his "partner" was not living well in Jane's house.
But Shen Qinghuan didn't know that after the two broke up, Jian Fan never received a call from Jian's family.
He just saw something left behind by Shen Qinghuan on the dining table, and his icy sharp eyes paused for a moment.
He looked at it quietly for a long time.
Then, he dialed Shen Qinghuan's phone number.
…
"This is Ms. Shen's stuff, please put it away." Jian Fan pushed a square and long object in Shen Qinghuan's direction.
"Why did I leave this behind?" Shen Qinghuan's tone revealed surprise and annoyance, and he quickly picked up the thing.
Between Shen Qinghuan's fingers was a shiny metal bookmark.
The back is empty.
On the front, there is a handwriting of "To Strawberry Teacher" embedded.
This is a bookmark made of Shen Qinghuan's own handwriting.
Although it is not expensive, it has a different meaning to Shen Qinghuan.
She carefully clipped the bookmark back into the fairy tale book, and was about to continue discussing the next "in-depth cooperation" between the two, when she suddenly watched Jian Fan's dark eyes staring at her, as if she was in a trance.
But soon Jianfan withdrew his gaze, the scene just now seemed to be an instant illusion.
Shen Qinghuan was puzzled for a moment, but right now the most important thing is business.
"Mr. Jian, maybe we should draw up a contract first." Shen Qinghuan raised his point.
In this world, the cold contract paper is the bridge to maintain the trust between the two parties.
Jian Fan nodded, but what he said was not continuous.
"Before that, I also have a question to ask you."
Just at this time, the respectful little secretary knocked on the door and came in with two cups of hand-brewed coffee. The strong aroma of coffee was born in the office.
The tip of Shen Qinghuan's nose moved slightly, feeling much happier, she nodded, motioning for Jian Fan to ask.
The little secretary picked up one of the cups of coffee, and was about to pass it to Shen Qinghuan, when Jian Fan's indifferent voice sounded.
"What is your aspiration?"
Shen Qinghuan: ...
Not to mention Shen Qinghuan's own thoughts, out of the corner of her eye, she saw the hand shaking of the little secretary next to her, and almost spilled coffee on her body.
At first, this sentence was the mantra of a certain program, which brought out the inspirational chicken soup literature that moved people to tears. Later, it was gradually played by netizens and became a meme.
Apparently both 5G player Shen Qinghuan and the little secretary knew it, and the suppressed laughter that they collided with just now seemed to have reached a strategic tacit understanding.
And Jian Fan, who obviously doesn't know how to surf, is out of the situation, looking like he didn't realize it.
But Shen Qinghuan didn't think that Jian Fan asked this question because she wanted to hear some chicken soup literature, so she rarely said it half-jokingly.
"You're asking so formally? Why? Are you a koi fairy?"
"Do you want me to forward your Weibo?"
Jian Fan, an elderly contestant who can't surf, frowned slightly, perhaps thinking about the relationship between Koi Daxian and Weibo.
After a meeting, Jian Fan changed his rhetoric.
"Apart from wanting revenge on Pei Qingya and Xu Anshen, what else do you want?"
Jian Fan's tone was always indifferent, which made Shen Qinghuan feel embarrassed to continue joking.
"Yes, to make money." Shen Qinghuan replied with a slight smile.
Her tone is very serious.
Just the answer... doesn't fit who she is.
The little secretary who put the coffee away now feels that her boss and Shen Qinghuan are a little weird.
Shen Qinghuan came from such a family, and she would never worry about money in her whole life.
But the tone of Shen Qinghuan's words just now gave the little secretary the feeling that she seemed to have a great obsession with making money.
This kind of obsession is not that Bai Fumei simply wants to prove her ability, but as if she really needs a lot of money.
Shen Qinghuan didn't seem to want to say anything more about this matter, her brows and eyes darkened slightly.
Fortunately, after Jian Fan finished listening, he didn't ask too many questions, but ordered the little secretary beside him to prepare the contract.
As for the content of the contract, the two people who were still in a harmonious atmosphere just now tasted a bit of gunpowder.
"Holding hands once, one million, hugging once, two million, and kissing is divided according to parts..." The little secretary repeated Shen Qinghuan's words with wide-eyed eyes, looking at her like a hooligan who robbed money.
Shen Qinghuan slowly held the coffee cup, and smiled at Yan Yan: "Although it's just a play, but I'm also the one who is taken advantage of, so it's not too much to charge for acting."
"It's not certain who will take advantage of who." The little secretary muttered in a low voice while looking at the stern face of her boss.
But his boss looked as calm as water, and the little secretary didn't know what Jian Fan meant.
Similarly, Shen Qinghuan didn't know either.
Moreover, she has one more important condition, which must be added.
Shen Qinghuan decided to bring it all up in one go: "The last one, if either of us falls in love with the other and refuses to let go or wants to marry the other, please pay the other party a penalty of 100 million."
Shen Qinghuan is also a very methodical person, trying her best to restrict the contract to every aspect as much as possible.
For this one, the former one is for display, while the latter is the key point. Shen Qinghuan is worried that Jian Fan wants to use her to the fullest, and if she really gets stabbed into a political marriage in the end, she is not willing.
But after Shen Qinghuan finished speaking, Jian Fan was really silent.
With the extension of the silence, Shen Qinghuan was a little suspicious, maybe Jian Fan really moved his mind.
For a moment, Shen Qinghuan was on guard.
The next moment, Shen Qinghuan raised his eyebrows, and decided to force his way: "Are you scared?"
At that time, Jian Fan was sitting by the window, the afterglow of the setting sun hit his side face slightly, one side was bright and the other was dark.
His cold glasses flashed, he slowly raised his eyes, and said calmly.
"Change the liquidated damages to the entire net worth."