"Excellent company?" Yan Wangshu grasped the key point of this funny remark and replied, "Isn't it a broken company?"

Wen Ran took a deep breath at these words.

She couldn't help turning her head to look at him. The street lights were dimly visible through the banyan trees in the old street, and the corners of his mouth were curved.

Wen Ran knew he was teasing her, but she just didn't understand why he was like this.

She lowered her tone: "I'm still young, please forgive me for my ignorance."

Her voice was weak and thin, like a kitten begging for mercy.

Yan Wangshu felt like his heart was being scratched.

The next second, he calmed down and even sounded serious: "Wen Ran, why did you come to Carlisle?"

"ah?"

The car merged onto the main street and was blocked at the intersection.

He looked sideways at her, his direct gaze no longer as loose as before.

Wen Ran looked away guiltily, not daring to look at him.

There was a car in front of me trying to get into the turning lane, so I was honked several times.

Wen Ran felt that the atmosphere became tense instantly.

She thought, why did Yan Wangshu ask this? Could it be that he really knew something?

Thinking about it this way, Wen Ran felt that it was unreasonable for Yan Wangshu to have dinner with her today or to send her home.

She even thought, could it be that this was not a chance encounter?

The next second, she felt that her idea was too outrageous.

Yan Wangshu could see her unnaturalness, her panic, and her confusion.

She looked like she was being bullied.

Yan Wangshu shook his head helplessly, her appearance gave her every advantage.

The road ahead was clear, Yan Wangshu stepped on the accelerator slightly and said softly: "Wen Ran, what do you want most now?"

He glanced at her: "Truth."

These two words inexplicably shake Wen Ran's heart.

She thought for a while: "I want to win the 'Apollo Jewelry Design' competition."

Yan Wangshu asked: "What next? Become an independent designer?"

"yes."

Wen Ran was anxious to answer Yan Wangshu's question, but he fell silent after the question.

Wen Ran felt so panicked in the car that she could only pretend to play with her mobile phone.

While I was playing around, a message flashed on the top of my phone, from Zhai Chengjing.

Wen Ran had already had a premonition, and when she clicked on it, it turned out that he was coming to Shanghai tomorrow to ask her to meet.

Tomorrow is Sunday, so the time is fine.

Wen Ran replied: [Okay, senior brother.]

Zhai Chengjing: [I will arrive in Shanghai at noon tomorrow. Please tell me the address of your hotel.]

Where does Wen Ran have the hotel address? Typed reply: [Senior brother, I’m here to find you.]

Zhai Chengjing: [OK.]

Zhai Chengjing: [I brought you something, do you want it? 】

Wen Ran felt that it was a gift: [I want to be [well-behaved]]

For several minutes, I didn't wait for Zhai Chengjing to reply.

The vehicle slowly stopped at the entrance of the ‘Lanyufeng’ community.

Wen Ran took a look and unbuckled his seat belt: "Thank you, Mr. Yan."

Before she opened the car door, Yan Wangshu called her in a calm voice: "Wen Ran."

"Um?"

"The Apollo game is fair and square."

Being fair and just means that the chances are great.

Wen Ran smiled: "Yes."

"You are too young and have no qualifications."

"?" Wen Ran paused and nodded obediently, "Yes."

"Independent designers, you still need time."

"??" Wen Ran nodded again, "Yes."

Yan Wangshu put his fingers to his lips and took a deep breath: "You compile a portfolio and hand it to my office on Monday. I'll take a look first."

"???" Wen Ran didn't quite understand why he suddenly valued his work so much, but he still nodded obediently, "Yes."

He looked at her and said nothing again.

Wen Ran felt guilty and panicked after being stared at. He hesitated for a long time before speaking: "Mr. Yan, I'm going back first. You drive carefully."

After saying that, Wen Ran raised her hand to push the car door, her skirt was lifted up, her toes were pointed on the ground, and her exposed calves were slender and long.

"Wen Ran."

Wen Ran turned around, but Yan Wangshu didn't look at him.

He leaned back on the chair, his arms resting on the central armrest, and the looming veins and blood vessels extended to the back of his hands, slightly bulging.

He tapped his fingers: "Last time you said you wanted to go to my house?"

???

Wen Ran took two seconds to remember what he said at that time.

——I want to go to your home and see your collection. Is that okay?

Yan Wangshu tilted his head, his pale pupils narrowed slightly, and extended an olive branch: "Would you like to go now?"

"Go." Wen Ran did not hesitate at all.

She retracted her feet, neatly pulled up the hem of her skirt, folded it on her legs, and closed the car door.

Yan Wangshu laughed: "Seat belt."

Wen Ran put on her seat belt obediently.

The "click" sound of the seat belt is particularly clear.

Yan Wangshu did not drive immediately. He looked at the night ahead and thought that he had lost his sense of propriety.

He turned to look at her, as if looking for an answer.

I saw her biting her lower lip but couldn't stop the upturned corners of her mouth, and her eyes were full of stars.

She looked at him and then looked ahead.

It seems to be urging: Don’t you drive yet?
Chapter completed!