Chapter 227

Ye Yinxin quickly follows him. When he gets to the side of the road, he leans on the car alone and slowly finishes smoking a cigarette. Ye Yinxin sits on the car and looks at his invisible face. What's surging in his eyes.

"Let's have another child." The smell of smoke on his body is almost gone. Shen Hanshen gets into the car. His eyes are serious. This sentence seems to have been carefully thought out by him.

Ye Yinxin wants to laugh, but Shen Hanshen says it. Don't you think it's funny? What about another child? Is his gesture like making up or giving?

Is it because his guilt is breaking out and his conscience is restless that he makes these arrangements for himself in the design department to make himself feel at ease?

The more Ye Yinxin thought about it, the more he felt that it was like this. This self righteous man never asked her how she felt. At this time, it was still a decision-making tone to say this sentence.

"No." Ye Yinxin shakes his head.

Shen Hanshen was impatient: "don't you like children? Have another child, or get married first. "

Ye Yinxin really wants to shout twice to make the man sober: "these two things you said are never in my life plan."

She turned her head and looked at Shen Hanshen: "everything is broken between us, you know? When our child dies, it's the moment when our destiny is broken. "

The seriousness and clear hatred in her eyes made Shen Hanshen almost unable to breathe. The muscles on his arm were tight, which made Ye Yinxin feel that he was about to fight each other.

However, he still put up with it, cold face all the way to the door of the community, leaving a sentence: "I will inform you the time."

Ye Yinxin was driven out of the car. She watched Shen Hanshen go away with a trace of moisture in her eyes.

Say what don't care, why she still can't help but want to cry? However, in the face of Shen Hanshen, she uncontrollably wants to say those words, let each other's wounds deeper.

Out of guilt or sympathy, what ye Yinxin wants is never such a marriage. If she marries a man like this, she might as well choose to be lonely until old.

These are secondary for her who already has bean sprouts. In her opinion, the company of her partner is not based on love. What's the use of coming? It just makes both people feel tired.

Jing ting and an Jie are strangers to Ye Yinxin, because Shen Han knows people well. She has the mentality of avoiding them if she can. She doesn't want to introduce them to others as a person whose identity is similar to a mistress.

In this way, not even her last self-esteem was trampled under her feet.

What ye Yinxin didn't see was that at the other end not far away, Shen Hanshen's car didn't go. The car stopped there, only a scarlet light was flashing.

"Cruel woman," Shen Hanshen scolded in a low voice. He narrowed his eyes slightly, but the pain and love at the bottom of his eyes were intertwined. He could not say anything more. He could only lower his head and smoke one cigarette after another.

Soon, a layer of cigarette butts piled up in the ashtray. Seeing that the light in Ye Yinxin's room was dim, he started the car and left quickly.

For five days in a row, ye Yinxin had no way to draw his works every day.

Gao Yaxin knows that her state is not good, but if such a bad state continues, it will not be allowed. Every design book, in any case, should hand in a sufficient number of designs every week. For designers who occupy more resources, they naturally have higher requirements.

"Isn't the work you made before very good?" Gao Yaxin is in the office.

Ye Yinxin stands aside, her face is indifferent. She only knows in her heart that the work she handed in before is actually her usual accumulation of inspiration. With a long time of polishing, the work she made is certainly amazing. But now, she has changed her mind and is no longer willing to use those.

It's not easy to pick up the lost handicrafts again. What's more, ye Yinxin's requirements for herself have reached a certain level. She never takes out the general works.

Under such circumstances, where can she produce good works when she is not bothered by memories? As time goes by, Gao Yaxin can hardly maintain her elegant posture. However, ye Yinxin is still in a calm state.

"There's no hurry for this kind of thing." Every time she asks, she answers like this.

"Whatever you do, by this time tomorrow, I'll see five manuscripts." Intolerable Gao Yaxin finally chose the next task, ye Yinxin noncommittal turn left, she was heavily out of breath.

Looking at Ye Yinxin, Gao Yaxin felt that he was just like the one in the eunuch who was not in a hurry. He was really angry.

If she can complete such a task, time should come. After calming down her heart, Gao Yaxin began to organize her work.

The designers here can't hide the fact that there are no works. Those who have been waiting for jokes must have paid attention to Ye Yinxin for the first time.

As soon as ye Yinxin came out of Gao Yaxin's office, someone immediately said, "what's the matter, designer ye, have you been urged again? It's not that I said, "why don't you have any works these two days?"

Her voice is not small, immediately attracted people's eyes, ye Yinxin don't want to talk nonsense with such people who don't want to close, just to go.

But gradually, some people looked at her eyes more and more strange, some people thought nothing, just see such relaxed people and hard-working people, get the same treatment, such things, no one can bear.

Some of the original exclusion is more obvious. Ye Yinxin enters the room alone and locks the door directly. Only then can he get a trace of peace in his heart.

In this world, there are always so many right and wrong. She is determined to come back to work, but she doesn't want to be a person who completely depends on Shen Hanshen. But now she is still in the work he arranged, and there are always people behind her saying that she is a vegetarian.

It's better to have a quiet day in the identification department.

Now that he is in debt for no reason, he has to face such a storm. Ye Yinxin only feels that he is extremely depressed.

But wouldn't it be a shame to admit defeat? She has never been an easy loser.

White paper was opened, one by one painting, and then tear up, painting, and then tear up, her eyes focused on up, the eyes of stubborn and not admit defeat, actually and seven years ago she slowly overlap

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