C8 As a Person I will Do as I Please

After selecting a few reporters to answer, Mo Chengfeng stopped talking.

Soon, the other executives of the group took their turns to speak up.

"Look at the boss! It really is a perfect combination of a beautiful man and an old official!"

Great handsome brother! "

Mei Jia held her face and looked at Mo Chengfeng with infatuation as she said to Zhao Yingnan beside her,

"Okay."

Zhao Yingnan did not look up again after she had taken a glance at the opening.

She knew that she couldn't overlook this man.

If you read too much, you will be overwhelmed with longing,

Even now, she still remembered the first three years after she came back from the United States.

All day and all night, how much did he miss him?

How could I forget him?

What kind of situation was it that he could not let go of him?

When a person lives in your heart, they take root,

One day, when you decide not to love anymore,

What should he do? What could he do?

The only thing he could do was to shatter his heart into pieces. It would be so painful that it would numb him.

Probably, he would no longer think about that person that way.

"Inside his suit, he is wearing a black shirt. It's really sexy!

He was so tall and his figure was so good,

He was so handsome, such a perfect man!

I really want to be pushed over by him, I really want to be ravaged by him! "

Those who wrote the screenwriter were mostly thinking different thoughts from ordinary people.

And as a well-known weirdo writer,

Obviously, Mei Jia was already thinking about abnormal human thoughts, and she was walking further and further away.

When she said these words, she didn't have the slightest consciousness to lower her voice in the slightest.

The crowd turned to look at him.

"Why do I remember that the last two words you said were from your previous script?"

Zhao Yingnan frowned and suddenly thought of the popular TV series written by Mei Jia previously.

"Right, this is already counted as a smaller scale line in that movie!"

Mei Jia blinked her eyes and patiently explained,

Zhao Yingnan could almost foresee what Mei Jia would say next. She did not want to attract any more attention.

or because of the big words of Mei Jia,

"I'll be leaving in a moment, since I have nothing to do in the afternoon,

I'm going to the teahouse to get my grandfather some tea,

Help me put up a good cover! "

Mei Jia was still lost in her fantasy of pushing Mo Chengfeng.

Hearing Zhao Yingnan's words, he suddenly came to his senses.

"Let's go, let's go. I'll help you set up a cover in front of us!"

"Thank you!"

Zhao Yingnan patted Mei Jia's shoulder gratefully and quietly left the venue.

For fear of being discovered, she didn't take the elevator.

Instead, he chose to take the stairs,

Since they were on the third floor, they didn't need to walk for a long time.

she thought.

"Leaving so early, what's the matter?"

Zhao Yingnan was busy looking down the stairs, but she didn't expect to run into Mo Chengfeng.

The man was probably out of breath. The tie on his neck was a bit loose.

He looked rather casual, but there was also a trace of laziness on his face.

The half-smoked cigarette on his fingertip emitted a heavy smell of smoke.

Years ago, Zhao Yingnan remembered,

On the radio in my grandfather's house, there was an older song:

In this lifetime, if they met on a narrow path, they would not be able to escape.

At this moment, she thought to herself, the description of her and Mo Chengfeng couldn't be any more suitable.

"Yes, I have something to do."

He didn't know how to answer, but he had no choice but to do so.

Zhao Yingnan only glanced at him once before slowly lowering her head.

His palms began to sweat uncontrollably.

She did not stop, and he did not speak again.

Just like that, the two of them had a tacit understanding of each other.

It was as if this unexpected encounter …

All they had to do was give a bland greeting.

That was enough …

After all, they were now just colleagues who were slightly more familiar with each other than strangers.

Not even friends.

Mo Chengfeng had just finished his speech, yet he became addicted to cigarettes.

He walked out and had just smoked half a cigarette.

Ye Zichen heard footsteps, and then …

The one that she wasn't familiar with,

He appeared right in front of him.

She seemed to be thinking about something.

He kept his head down, he kept his head down,

He didn't notice it at all.

He was a few meters away from her.

until he said something, talked to her,

The girl came back to her senses and looked at him indifferently. Then, she gave him a short reply.

It caused him to be caught off guard and feel pain in his head.

Why, every time their eyes met,

Did he feel something different?

Besides a headache, there seemed to be a hint of heartache as well.

After Zhao Yingnan had left Mo Chengfeng's line of sight,

He then quickly ran down.

When she walked out of the hotel, she was completely out of breath.

And it was obvious that his heartbeat was irregular.

Was it panic? Or was it ripples in his heart?

Zhao Yingnan took a deep breath and reached out her hand.

They stopped a taxi,

Other than fleeing, she didn't have any other thoughts right now.

An hour later, the taxi driver stopped in front of the teahouse.

"Please wait for me for a moment, I will come out after taking the tea leaves."

She said politely to the driver,

"It's fine, I'll be waiting for you."

There weren't many people in the teahouse, and the decorations were quite quaint.

The boss was an old friend of Zhao Zhenkun.

The shop assistant was also very familiar with Zhao Yingnan.

because she often came to buy tea,

"Miss Zhao, here are the tea leaves that you ordered."

The shop assistant passed the tea leaves to her and also gifted her a very beautiful tea cup.

"Thank you." After paying the bill, she would pinch the tea leaves,

Once again, he got on the taxi.

Ever since she was young, Zhao Yingnan's parents had never been very concerned about her.

It's not an exaggeration to say that, basically, they don't care,

And that, after she learned the truth at the age of fourteen,

I don't think there's anything that's not enough,

After all, she wasn't her own child, so he didn't throw her away or give her away.

It was already very good!

The person who was the best to Zhao Yingnan was Zhao Zhenkun.

The old man is an intellectual,

You know a lot, you can see a lot,

He treated her as if she was his own granddaughter.

So, all these years, Zhao Yingnan …

He was also very close to him.

When she arrived at the Zhao Family villa, the old man was practicing Taiji Fist in the garden.

"Grandfather, why are you practicing Taiji Fist at this time?"

The tea was already given to the steward to keep.

Zhao Yingnan sat quietly on a chair in the garden.

Soon, the servant brought up some of her favorite pastries.

"As a person, you should do whatever you want."

Life was short, and if one was stuck in a dilemma, it would be very tiring.

For example, a lot of people think they should exercise in the morning,

But I think, after lunch, I had an hour of tai chi,

It was rather transparent.

As long as it's not against the law and not against morality,

Life is your own, life is your own,

As long as you are happy. "

Zhao Zhenkun knew why Zhao Yingnan was here today.

In the past two days, the news of the establishment of the group had spread like wildfire through the world.

The news of Mo Chengfeng could be said to be overwhelming.

Even he, from the newspapers, from the television,

There were reports about it.