At the hotel entrance, the lights were bright, and the man’s face was hidden in the glow, seeming especially unreal.
Tang Yanqi looked at him. Sheng Jianan had already walked up to her, his handso eyebrows raised: "Finished?"
"Yes."
Taking the bag from her hand, Sheng Jianan held her and walked back to the car. The car drove a bit and went straight on the ring road, which was not the way back to the villa. Tang Yanqi turned her head: "Are we not going back?"
"I want to take a walk with you."
The car went all the way to the seaside. Tonight the sea breeze was not strong, yet Sheng Jianan still took a coat and scarf from the car to wrap Tang Yanqi warmly.
Only then did he hold her hand and slowly walked along the seaside.
"Why did you suddenly think of taking a walk? President of Shanda, are you very free today?"
Perhaps it was after attending her friend’s wedding, seeing her friend’s happiness, Tang Yanqi felt particularly good today and couldn’t help teasing the person in front of her.
Sheng Jianan suddenly stopped, turned around.
The weather today was extrely good. The stars were dazzling in the black sky, and in front of her, the man’s eyes, dark as ink, were as bright as the Galaxy.
"You envy Bai Xue’s wedding?"
"Huh?"
Sheng Jianan took out his phone, opened WeChat monts, and shook it in front of Tang Yanqi.
Tang Yanqi looked at her own post on monts, slightly stunned, blurting out: "How do you have my WeChat? No, no, how co you also use WeChat?"
Sheng Jianan laughed softly twice and handed the phone to her. Only then did Tang Yanqi realize that Sheng Jianan’s WeChat had four friends, her four dorm mates.
"When your phone broke last ti, I added them. After you left, I thought even if you wouldn’t contact , you might contact them, maybe there would be so clues, so I added them all."
Tang Yanqi blinked. She wasn’t discriminating, it’s just Sheng Jianan never liked chat software, so at most, she would send a text ssage to him. In the eyes of the President of Shanda, speaking was much faster than typing, why use hands to type when you can use your mouth, it’s inefficient, a waste of ti.
"Back to the point, you envy?"
Tang Yanqi pursed her lips, recounting today’s events at the wedding, and so things Gu Yang did for Bai Xue, in the end, expressing her own sentint: "A man may not be able to give her the whole world, but giving her all he can, doesn’t that move people?"
Seeing the hint of disdain in Young Master Sheng’s eyes, Tang Yanqi inexplicably felt a twinge of irritation. She was moved, but she felt talking to the person in front of her was simply a waste of expression: "Forget it, a young master born with a silver spoon in his mouth wouldn’t understand."
Sheng Jianan restrained the look in his eyes, beca serious, and held Tang Yanqi’s hand: "He can give her all he can, I can give you all you want, will that do?"
The sea breeze gently stirred, tugging at their clothing edges, Tang Yanqi stood frozen. What was happening?
Why suddenly start saying sweet words?
She reached out to touch Sheng Jianan’s forehead: "Are you okay?"
Sheng Jianan caught her hand, pulling her into his embrace.
He was fine; he was just stimulated seeing such a post after her forever unupdated monts. He thought, with him, she shouldn’t envy anyone anymore, yet she still did.
And the envy was so minute, so simply ordinary.
What does this indicate?
The journey of pampering his wife is long, and the long march is far from over.
In the future, he would be even better to her, so good that there will be no place for "envy" in her dictionary.
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