There is a saying in the modern city that it is easy to prove whether a person loves you or not. If poor people love you, they will spend a lot of money on you. If rich people love you, they will spend a lot of time on you.
Qi Qian is obviously rich, and he is still very rich. As a result, this guy is not willing to spend a little time on himself? Chang Xia questioned: "do you love me, Qi Qian?"
"Xiao Xia... You have asked an eternal problem."
How many heroes can be baffled by the philosophical question of love? Now when Chang Xia asks this question, Qi Qian doesn't know how to answer it.
Chang Xia looked at his wriggling appearance, snorted coldly, raised her hand and pinched it on his handsome nose: "do you love me or not? Now you answer my question for so long. Do you think you have been with me for a long time and dislike me?"
"No way!" Qi Qian responded fiercely at this time, and vowed to raise his finger and swear, "I, Qi Qian, love Chang Xia very much."
"That's right. Since you love me, do you have any problem spending some time with me now?"
"No problem is no problem, it's just..." Qi Qian seems to be hesitating about something. This guy looks very strange today. Usually Qi Qian is very decisive. He can make a decision on the spot if he has any problems, but now he hesitates for so long.
Chang Xia didn't care so much. He grabbed his hand and threatened: "let's go and have a snowball fight with me. I haven't played for a long time."
With that, Chang Xia has changed her nightgown and put on her down jacket and snow boots.
On the courtyard of Yuemei residential area, the green grass was changed into white snowy clothes. On the road, there were falling snowflakes. The cold wind swayed the trees gently, and the bare branches were scattered with frost and silver crystals.
What a beautiful picture, now Chang Xia step by step, stepping on the snow, and holding hands to see the falling snow.
"It's beautiful."
After saying that, Chang Xia has fallen on the snow“ With a "flutter", the snowflakes spring up from the ground. Gently, those snowflakes fall back to Chang Xia's face.
Qi Qian has also come out in light and thick clothes. He has changed his suit, put on a fashionable blue feather coat and a black jeans. Now he looks very handsome and sunny. Chang Xia seldom saw him change his suit. Now he put on a new suit and happily went over to kiss him on the face.
"Come on, honey, let's play." Chang Xia rarely called his husband, and took him to run on the snow. But Qi Qian didn't seem very happy, his face was haggard, his lips were white, and he seemed to be in a bad mood.
Chang Xia realized what happened and asked, "what's the matter? What's up? "
"No..."
"I think you're really weird today?"
"Xiao Xia, you think too much. You're going to have a snowball fight. I'd better accompany you. Last night's Christmas Eve was so disappointing. Today I want to compensate you." Qi Qian now seems to have changed his mind and wants to play with Chang Xia. As he says this, he quickly rubs a snowball on the ground and throws it on Chang Xia's face.
"Flutter", the snowball scattered in Chang Xia's face, although Qi Qian didn't throw hard, but it still hurt.
Chang Xia was so angry that he didn't dare to throw himself. Chang Xia was so excited by him that he immediately rubbed a snowball on the snow and threw it.
Qi Qian was like a swift snow leopard. He dodged the snowball as soon as he dodged. Then he rolled on the ground, rubbed a snowball quickly and hit Chang Xia.
"Pa" Chang Xia was shot again. The snowflakes were scattered and the tiny snow crystals were ejected into Chang Xia's clothes. It was really bad luck.
"Qi Qian, I'm going to let you walk around without finishing eating." Chang Xia has kneaded three or four big snowballs on the ground. One hand blocks Qi Qian's attack, and the other hand throws them. This time, she must take revenge, but she throws three or four snowballs in a row, but they all miss.
Qi Qian is very flexible and dodges very fast. After ten minutes, he attacks Chang Xia, but Chang Xia doesn't hit him once. Now Chang Xia quit. He wanted to abuse Qi Qian when he came to have a snowball fight. As a result, he didn't know how to pity others.
Now Chang Xia said angrily, "Qi Qian, stop for me. Don't move."
"Why, I'm not a fool."
"You, you! I'm so angry. " Chang Xia told him to stop. As a result, he ran more happily. Now he is a naughty child, and when Chang Xia chases him, he comes back and smashes the snowball on Chang Xia. It's like those annoying boys in primary school pulling Chang Xia's ponytail at the back.
"Qi Qian, I'm sure I can't spare you." Chang Xia catches up and tries her best to attack. This time she wants to fight Qi Qian to death. After throwing more than 30 snowballs in a row, the sky finally lived up to Chang Xia, and finally a snowball hit Qi Qian.
In the courtyard of the residential area, the space is beautiful, the snow is picturesque, the cold wind blows, the branches are swaying, the soft sunlight shines down, and two figures are playing and chasing on the snow.
The snowball fight lasted for two hours. Finally, they were tired and stopped. At the same time, the glass window of Mohist group building was covered with a thin layer of snow crystal. The ink sun face sitting in the office was very dignified. Originally, he was also resting at home today, but in the morning, he was called up by his secretary to say that something had happened to the company. Now back to the company, it turns out that something really happened. A commercial project led by Mohist group was sold to Lingshi group at a low price“ What's the matter... "Mo Yang looked at the document and couldn't understand it. Sitting opposite Moyang is a 40 year old middle-aged man. He is the vice president of Mohist group. His name is Yan Li. He is usually in charge of this commercial project, but the project is mysteriously traded. Even he doesn't know what's going on. Now being questioned by Mo Yang, Yan Li appears flustered: "Mr. mo... I don't know what's going on about this."“ You don't know what's going on. What is it, please Mo Yang used to have a good temper, not easy to lose his temper, but now he angrily threw a pile of documents on the table. A contract on the document, with Yan Li's signature, is about the transfer project of three prosperous commercial buildings in city a and Linshi. Originally, the project was sold to Lingshi group, but the price was as high as 10 billion. Now the price is only 100 million, which has been seriously reduced by 100 times.