Chapter 837

Xu Haosheng wants to tell Yihan, Yihan, it's not that you are lucky, good people are rewarded, you are so kind, but you are so unfortunate, you should have been treated so well.

Xia Yihan really lived up to her expectations. In just one year, she became more and more famous in the jewelry design industry. Now she is the leader of the industry.

"Read ink and wave to mom." Looking at the reluctant child, Xu Haosheng said with a smile, "this child is reluctant to give up, but he just doesn't speak. Who is it like? It seems to be similar to Ye Zimo.

Xu Haosheng knows who ye Zimo is in the past three years. No wonder Xia Yihan is so devoted to him.

Xu Haosheng is not afraid to compare with Ye Zimo. He is not inferior to him. What Xu Haosheng is most afraid of is his position in the heart of that woman.

Yihan, do you have a little bit of me in your heart?

Ye Zimo, since you choose to give up, it proves that you quit. I won't let go.

Ye's villa seems to have changed little, it seems to have changed very much.

Looking at the familiar and strange face in the mirror, Zhang Qing didn't know why she would stay. The reason why Ye Zimo let her stay is probably because of this face!

"Miss Zhang, Mr. Ye is drunk again." The housekeeper sighed a little. He looked at the woman in front of him, but he didn't like it. After three years, she took care of him beside Ye Zimo, and the housekeeper became hostile to her. After a long time, the housekeeper also realized that the girl was just in love with someone she shouldn't love.

"Is he all right?" Zhang Qing didn't want to see ye Zimo. This time she let her be willful. Every time she took care of Ye Zimo, Zhang Qing was most afraid of him getting drunk. At that time, ye Zimo was the most real. His heart was full of Xia Yihan. His heart was so small that he could only hold one person. His heart was so big that he didn't leave a gap after holding one person.

"Miss Zhang, you'd better go to see Mr. Ye. He drinks too much this time." The housekeeper is embarrassed and says that he knows it's a bit too much to let Zhang Qing go. It's a matter of knowing who ye Zimo likes, but the housekeeper has no other way.

Mr. Ye has been calling Xia Yihan's name. His heart can't bear it.

Housekeeper does not understand, since so like, why at the beginning so torment each other.

After so many years, I don't know how the girl is? Her child seems to be OK.

Zhang Qing stood up and just walked to the door, then stopped.

Ye family villa she is already familiar with, do not need to find Zhang Qing also know ye Zimo there, those are Xia Yihan once left traces of the place.

From afar, Zhang Qing saw Ye Zimo sitting on the floor in the hall. She walked over and felt the ground cold. Zhang Qing's heart was like a needle. Ye Zimo, even if you love her, you can't abuse yourself!

"Yihan, baby, are you here?" When ye Zimo looks up and sees Zhang Qing, he stands up wobbly. His feet are deep and shallow. He can stand firm there.

"Zi Mo, I'm Zhang Qing." Zhang Qing murmured. Her voice was very sad. She thought that the cuckoo's blood was just like this.

Only when ye Zimo was drunk did Zhang Qing dare to call her name. Yes, calling her has always been her dream.

After Zhong Yuquan was taken away, she chose to stay at Ye's home to make atonement for herself, and also wanted to be closer to her lover.

Ye Zimo didn't say anything about it. He continued his life of playing with flowers and plants. The longer he lived, the more disgusted Ye Zimo was. Less than a year later, he sent him to deal with his harem. Zhang Qing was the only one left.

"Yihan, you are Yihan, my baby." Ye Zimo squints at Zhang Qing, and the smile on his face is the most real.

"Yihan, you are so cruel. I hate you."

Zhang Qing embraces Ye Zimo, and she also begins to hate Xia Yihan, who has only one-sided relationship. How can she be so heartless and heartless.

A few minutes later, Zhang Qing laughs at her self indulgence. What qualification does she have to say about Xia Yihan?

"Zimo, I will always take care of you."

This is an oath, Zimo. You must give me a chance.

"Go away, Xia Yihan, I hate you, I hate you." Ye Zimo's sudden cry scared Zhang Qing. She looked at Ye Zimo stupidly. How many times has he been so capricious?

He said that he hated Xia Yihan. He wanted to see her in his heart. If not, where would Zhang Qing have a chance to stay? There is a chance to serve ye Zimo. He has such a high status. After Zhong Yuquan stepped down, his financial power has increased. If he wants a daughter, as long as ye Zimo ascends to the top, he will be a hundred shouts and hundred shouts. There are many women waiting for him in bed.

Ye Zimo, who is far away in China, is drunk. Xia Yihan is a Chinese girl who is still a mother with her children. That's really bitter.

"You are really wonderful, Wu Xin." A woman who has been in the jewelry design industry for ten years speaks fluent English to express her admiration. Yes, she admires Miss Wu Xin.

There are few yellow people in the industry, let alone Chinese people. In their eyes, Chinese people have no artistic cells.

These young Chinese women tell them with their own power that China's art cells are really broad and profound.

"Thank you for your compliment." Xia Yihan modest acceptance, her delicate face is smiling, let a person jump out of a trace of wrong.

Others also warmly thank each other with Xia Yihan, and their faces are the most sincere smiles.

Carrying the glass, Xia Yihan drinks the colorful liquid.

This party, she drank happily, but her heart is more and more cold.

This prize is called miss.

This is the story of Xia yihanhua's use of Liang Zhu, together with her indescribable design of missing the ring. She hopes to feel the pain clearly when she wears it on her hand.

"Wait a minute, we should invite our award-winning Miss Wu Xin to give a speech and tell us the story of missing." A young American man is the most handsome male designer in the industry.

"Yes, talk about it."

"I want to know the story."

The others screamed.

"Come on, come on." The American man is already on the ground. After knowing Xia Yihan, he has been chasing Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan never gives him a chance. He never gives up. He has been chasing Xia Yihan for two years.

Look like this is no chance to escape, Xia Yihan some drunk took over Mike, maybe the role of alcohol, maybe missing has been full.

"We have an old Chinese saying that the fingers are linked to the heart, so my design of missing is a ring." Xia Yihan clear throat, soft voice light burst in the silent crowd.

Every word, very clear, every word, very sad.

"There is a story in China about Liang and Zhu. It is about two men and women who love each other very much. The man's name is Liang Shanbo and the woman's name is Zhu Yingliang. When Zhu Yingtai was a child, she disguised herself as a man and went to the academy to study. She met Liang Shanbo. They were like-minded, and Zhu Yingtai secretly agreed. It is agreed that Liang Shanbo will marry Zhu Yingtai. Shanbo's family is relatively poor. He has been studying hard. His son, the local prefect, decided to get married when he saw Yingtai. Liang Shanbo's heart was dead when he heard about it. Zhu Yingtai knew that he was going to pass the place where Liang Shanbo was buried on the way to get married. In the storm and thunder, Liang Shanbo's tomb door opened, Zhu Yingtai jumped in and they turned into butterflies. " Xia Yihan said Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, thinking about ye Zimo all the time. Is Ye Zimo that we can't be together when we are born or when we die?

"You see, the butterfly on this ring is like a broken wing. She can't catch up with another butterfly flying away. She can only look at that butterfly from a distance." Xia Yihan said more and more quietly. Like this butterfly, her wings were folded and she could only look at another butterfly.

"From the side, this butterfly looks like a incomplete heart. The heart beats because of missing, and thinks it beats and misses." Xia Yihan slowly said her words, she has forgotten that this is the award celebration.

Next came bursts of applause, Xia Yihan just recovered from his thoughts.

"Miss Wu, I'm afraid there are other stories about this ring!" After the applause, a resourceful woman cried, big blue eyes are smart.

"No more." Xia Yihan murmured, didn't he? Of course not, and the story of her and ye Zimo, which she has never stopped since she came here.

"Don't embarrass our big designers."

"Come on, keep drinking."

The party didn't end until nine in the evening.

All the company left. Xia Yihan stood alone in front of the door. Because it was night, a gust of wind blowing, she felt a little cold. I don't know whether it was cold in her heart or because the wind really cooled him.

"Miss Wu, I'll see you off." Jack drives his car and stops beside Xia Yihan. He's secretly happy that he finally has a chance to get in touch with this mysterious oriental woman. He's more and more fascinated by this mysterious woman.

"No, Mr. Jack. You go first. I'll take a taxi." Xia Yihan smiles and refuses. Jack has been dogged by her for the past two years. Fortunately, Jack is very polite and always a gentleman.

Jack also wants to talk. A valuable car stops next to him. A young Chinese man comes down from the car. Jack doesn't care until the man comes to Xia Yihan and whispers, "Yihan, get in the car."

Jack stares. It turns out that Wu Xin doesn't accept her because she has a lover of her own, but Wu Xin never says it. They have worked together for such a long time and never heard a word from this beautiful designer, not once.

Jack looks at Xu Haosheng and compares them. The other party's momentum does not lose him, Jack, your future is slim, do you want to give up? No, Jack is clenching his fist. He must catch Wu Xin.

"Thank you, Mr. Jack. My brother has come to pick me up. Bye." Xia Yihan said goodbye with a smile, and left without looking back, without a trace of nostalgia.