Her face was stiff and embarrassed.

Ye Fei didn't look at her again. She went back to her seat and began to sort out the information.

The director's face is also a bit ugly, drag the carnation, but did not say much.

After ye Fei sits down, she stares at the documents opened on her computer in a daze. The interview she published in the magazine before is indeed fabricated by her out of thin air. She just wants to see whether Su Mohan will react to this.

If there is, she can go to meet the man who makes him miss so much.

If not, she won't do any harm in the magazine with this interview.

It was just the thought that she would see him with her own eyes in a few days, not on TV, not in newspapers, not in dreams.

Ye Fei's mood is a little uneasy.

Time is always the most difficult to cross the gap, but also the most difficult distance to cross, perhaps between the fleeting, with the vicissitudes of life, and their love? After three years of wind and rain, will it still be pure as before?

A few days later, ye Fei took Zhang yunyun's manuscripts which were driven out day and night, and rushed to the imperial group with Chen Cheng and Xiao Luo.

At 1:30, ye Fei arrived here in advance.

It's a pity that the front desk lady didn't let them go up. It was only after 1:55 that someone specially assigned to take them to the office on the 28th floor.

Ye Fei walked in the spacious corridor and couldn't help looking at it slightly.

Today's imperial group after a new repair, the hotel and office building have been separated in two buildings, walking here, but you can not see any shadow of that year, time seems to dry those memories.

Stepping on the soft carpet, Chen Cheng and Xiao Luo behind them are a bit nervous, looking at the expensive oil paintings on the wall and swallowing their saliva.

Looking up, a woman suddenly opened the door.

Ye Fei stopped and nodded to him.

Chu Zheng was still in a trance. Looking at the woman in front of her in a black suit and red lips, she felt as if she was hallucinating.

Seeing that the person on the opposite side was about to turn to another road, Chu Zheng quickly ran after him.

The man who led the way for ye Fei stopped and looked at Chu Zheng and said, "Chu te helps."

"Is this?"

"These people are the chief editors of the popular magazine. There is an exclusive interview about Su Shao this afternoon."

Chu Zheng is staring at Ye Fei and is lost in his mind. He wants to speak several times.

"Chuteh, time is coming. We'll go first."

Ye Fei passed him by. After a few steps, she turned back and blinked at Chu Zheng, who was looking at her loss of consciousness.

Popular?

Popular magazine.

Is Ye Fei the chief editor?

Chu Zheng lowered his eyes. It turned out that the young master had already known about it. No wonder he said that he had to deal with it himself last time.

Chu Zheng didn't know how he came back to the office. After three years, she disappeared for three years. She even appeared in front of her eyes again.

Ye Fei stops at the door of an office with the man who leads the way. She can't help but feel nervous. She takes a few deep breaths and wears a proper smile on her face.

"In."

The familiar voice, calm and low, but like a thunder, instantly opened the heart of Ye Fei.

Those dust laden memories, three years of wandering time, a moment like a torrential flood, surging, almost engulfed her.