The early morning sun shines through the window curtain and spreads all over the room.
Wishing mistily opened his eyes, moved slightly, habitually went to get his mobile phone, looked at the dialog box sent to Zuo Zhan, but there was no reply, and frowned slightly.
Yesterday's phone call, the slightly familiar female voice
Just thinking, the mobile phone suddenly rang.
It's from Moyuan.
"Temporarily changed the land, Xingyue island. My daughter-in-law heard that the sunrise is very beautiful... Hurry up and be careful of traffic jam!"
A wish was answered.
Then he dialed the phone to Zuo Zhan. The other party didn't pick it up until the bell was almost over.
"Today I'm going to celebrate ah yuan's successful proposal and go to Xingyue island..."
Before she finished, a man's low voice came over the phone, "come out."
Make a wish and be stunned, "... Are you here?"
"Yes." In a faint sentence, the phone has hung up.
Wishing stunned for a few seconds, he reacted and cleaned up. When he went out, he really saw the familiar Rolls Royce. Zuo Zhan leaned in the car. When she got on the car, he was still keeping his eyes closed.
Along the way, he seemed to be asleep, making a wish and didn't have a good time to say anything.
On the way, Yan Shiqi called and asked Zuo Zhanyi for the specific details of a statement. He said by the way, "Mo Shao is getting married. We have a celebration party in advance. Do you want to come?"
Yan Shiqi is also a real rich and young man in this circle, and has a good relationship with Mo yuan and others. He should have been down for the first time before. But this time, he hesitated for a long time. Finally, he said, "forget it, I still have two statements and contracts to deal with. I have to give them to Vice President Ma on Monday, so I won't go. Brother, have fun with you and your sister-in-law."
Zuo Zhan closed the line.
Wishing to speak again, I heard him say, "go to the company and change the helicopter."
Xingyue island is far away from the imperial capital. The fastest way to drive is in the evening. The helicopter takes about half an hour. When they arrive, they are almost the earliest.
As soon as Mo yuan saw Zuo Zhan, he said with a smile from afar, "come here quickly and touch the joy of my prospective bridegroom to ensure that you can do that next, smoothly!"
Zuo Zhan smiled, walked over and punched him. Mo yuan put his shoulder around him and took out a small brocade box from his trousers and stuffed it into him.
Zuo Zhan looked at it and his eyes were deep.
"When exactly?" Asked Mo yuan.
"Huh?"
Mo yuan raised his eyebrow. "What's wrong with you? It's all ready. The next step is to propose. Do you want to be mysterious? It's OK. Remember to inform me at that time!"
Wishing to chat with the bride to be. Moyuan's fiancee is a very gentle girl. She is reasonable and generous. A short contact will make people feel good.
Several people moved to the villa, chatting and laughing. Slowly, others came in an endless stream.
Cheng Huan and Jiang Ke are the latest. It's almost evening.
As soon as he entered the door, Jiang Ke said, "I almost went next door. I saw so many people. What was the result?"
Mo Yuan said, "it seems that I'm shooting an MV. It's not disturbing on both sides. I didn't stop it."
Just then, the porch door was pushed open again, and Bai Jinchuan came.
He just came alone. When he came in, he congratulated Moyuan, gave a gift and wrapped a big red envelope.
"Oh, why are you so polite."
"If you can get married a second time, I can be so polite." Bai Jinchuan is still unforgiving.
The corner of Mo yuan's speechless mouth jerked, "OK, little white master, please accumulate some virtue on your mouth, but how did you come alone? Where's Miss Yan?"
Referring to Yan Shiwei, Bai Jinchuan's face obviously changed slightly.
Zuo Zhan glanced over in a cold line of sight.
Bai Jinchuan looked at him and narrowed his eyes.
"Well, I really have something to do. Yuanzi, when you get married, I will have a good drink with you. I'll go first today. Don't be surprised!" Bai Jinchuan patted Moyuan on the shoulder, said hello to Cheng Huan and others, and left.
Mo yuan chased him out, sent him off the island and asked tentatively, "is it because of brother Zhan? Your relationship... When can it be eased?"
"Not this."
"Why? Don't use being busy as an excuse."
Bai Jinchuan did not speak, but habitually took cigarettes, but the cigarette box was empty.
Mo yuan took out two cigarettes and lit them for him. "What's the matter?"
Bai Jinchuan smoked and looked at the sea rising and falling at night. His silent side face was exquisitely carved like a work of art. He slowly vomited white smoke and said, "I'm separated from Yan Shiwei."
"... what?"
"To be exact, there's no place at all, and it's not a point." Bai Jinchuan took another cigarette, threw down half of the cigarette, raised his foot and stamped it out. "Anyway, it's broken, and the coast is really busy. I'm really sorry today. I'll make it up later."
With that, he walked to the yacht without looking back, waved his hand to Mo yuan and signaled not to send it off again.
Mo yuan sighed for several times before turning back to his villa.
As the dinner party was about to open, everyone came one after another.
They are all familiar faces. Only one person is a little strange. Mo Yuan said, "childe Zhao, Gong Shao's cousin."
When it comes to Gong Shao, everyone suddenly.
Zuo Zhandao said, "how's your cousin recently?"
"Not bad. I'm going home soon."
Mo Yuan said, "we haven't been in touch with your cousin for some time. We'll get together when he comes back."
At the beginning of the dinner, everyone chatted while eating, but after rectifying the meal, Zuo Zhan didn't touch a drop of wine. Others pushed glasses for lamps, including Moyuan's toast, but he didn't drink.
Wishing, he asked him softly, "what's the matter? Is your stomach uncomfortable?"
When Zuo Zhan went to the mall in his early years, he refused a lot of dinner parties. However, his stomach has long been bad. He has raised some over the years, but he still makes mistakes occasionally.
"No, I just don't want to drink." He said.
After dinner, many people were a little drunk, but they still played as they should. It was rare to get together. The villa next door heard the wind. A upstart boss encouraged several people, all young and beautiful beauties of Yishui, to come here.
"Zuo Shao..."
Zuo Zhanzheng and Cheng Huan were talking about something. Suddenly, a soft voice burst into his ear. He turned his head slightly and saw a slightly familiar face. He recognized it carefully. It was warmth.
"Zuo Shao, you too." Warm again.
Wishing also noticed that his eyes were complicated.
"Well, you're advertising next door?" The left occupies the bypass cavity.
Nodded warmly, "well, Zuo media helped me find it, which is quite suitable for me."
"Zuo Shao? Do you know him?" Mr. Zhao leaned over.
Zuo Zhandao, "an artist of my media company."
"Oh, oh." Mr. Zhao answered, but his eyes wandered thoughtfully on the warm body, and then looked at Zuo Zhan, "if I choose her, will Zuo Shao... Mind?"
"You can ask me what I want." Zuo Zhan doesn't want to meddle in other people's business.
"Zuo Shao..." she pursed her lips warmly and nervously, and her restless fingers stirred constantly.
Mr. Zhao didn't care about this, but looked at her with a smile, "Miss, would you like to accompany me?"
Warmth is like being suddenly frightened. Subconsciously, he shrinks to the left, "less left, can I just accompany you?"