Phi-Fic Chapter 223 Does he have someone he likes?
Chapter 223 Does he have someone he likes?
Gong Chen hummed absentmindedly, then walked away.
Sang Ran looked at the figure getting farther and farther away through the car window, and her heart suddenly felt empty.
Suddenly, she covered her chest and started coughing.
Chen Jin immediately took a bottle of water and gave it to her: "Miss Sang, are you okay?"
"It's okay, it's just a little breeze. Assistant Chen, did I say something wrong just now?" She held the bottle of mineral water in her hand nervously.
Chen Jin said calmly: "No, Third Master is always busy with work."
"Ah."
After sending Sang Ran back, Chen Jin drove back to Gong Chen's residence in Suhewan.
Just after I finished organizing the documents sent by the company, Gong Chen came back.
Chen Jin looked at the person who came in, his pupils trembling, and said in disbelief: "Third Master, you..."
Gong Chen glanced at him coldly and stuffed the thing in his hand into his hand.
"Send it to the dry cleaners."
"Yes."
……
Xueman’s new product launch was very successful, and foreign reporters came to conduct exclusive interviews.
She deliberately set aside ten minutes to introduce her work ideas to Lin Zhiyi.
Lin Zhiyi also received a lot of attention, and her clients increased in number.
More than half a month has passed in a flash, and as the year draws to a close, the studio is also doing the finishing work.
When Lin Zhiyi was working overtime, a message to add a friend suddenly popped up on his phone.
"Zhiyi, it's me, Sang Ran."
Lin Zhiyi stared at his phone hesitantly, but finally accepted the friend request.
By the way, I transferred a hundred yuan to Sang Ran.
"I forgot to give it to you last time, please take it."
"You are too polite. I thought you helped me give it to the Third Master."
Sang Ran added a smiley face when answering.
"We haven't been in touch much. He might be busy lately."
Lin Zhiyi wasn't sure whether Sang Ran was testing her, so she chose to distance herself from him.
On the other end of WeChat, people are always typing.
It was a long time before Sang Ran sent a message.
"Zhiyi, do you think the Third Master likes me? I don't know who to ask in the Gong family, so I came to you."
Lin Zhiyi stared at the line of words in a daze.
His fingertips trembled and he accidentally clicked on Sang Ran's profile picture.
In the circle of friends column, Lin Zhiyi saw a familiar figure.
Palace sinking.
Opening Sang Ran’s circle of friends, she saw pictures of Gong Chen accompanying her for the past half month.
In her photos, Gong Chen is not as cold as before, but rather appears much gentler and more relaxed.
They went to eat together at a private kitchen that had to be booked six months in advance, sitting one in front of the other on the swing in the garden.
They were doing rehabilitation training in a glass room covered with fresh grass and kept at a constant temperature, with servants serving them respectfully behind them.
In a blink of an eye, they went to the private ski resort to climb up and enjoy the view. They were the only two people there.
It would be fine if she was showing off, but after looking at Sang Ran’s circle of friends over the past six months, you will find that this is just part of her daily life.
In the photo, Sang Ran generously showed off her prosthetic limb, and her calm and confident smile reflected Lin Zhiyi's slightly inferior expression on the mobile phone screen.
What was difficult for her and Gong Chen to cross was not the door of the Gong family, but the class.
Sang Ran patted you.
The phone vibrated.
Lin Zhiyi came back to his senses, took a deep breath and returned to the chat interface.
"Zhiyi, I'm sorry, I made things difficult for you, but I'm serious."
Looking at Sang Ran's words, Lin Zhiyi could even imagine the shy yet honest expression on her face.
It was precisely this honesty that made Lin Zhiyi even more ashamed.
She quickly replied, "I'm sorry, I don't really understand what my uncle is thinking."
"That's right. He's just as hard to figure out as he was in school. Do you know who the girl he likes is? I thought it was Song Wanqiu before, but now it seems to be a misunderstanding."
"Does he have someone he likes?"
Perhaps because it was so relaxing chatting with Sang Ran, Lin Zhiyi asked the question accidentally.
When she went to the Gong family, Gong Chen had just graduated from college.
No one dared to say a word about his past relationships.
"You don't know either? When he was in college, many people pursued him, but he ignored them. Then after the car accident, he seemed to have come to his senses and told me directly that he had someone he liked. I was still in the hospital at the time, and I was sad for a long time after hearing it."
That's not you.
After Lin Zhiyi typed this line, he deleted it.
This sentence should be left to Gong Chen to express himself. What qualifications does she have to make a final conclusion?
Lin Zhiyi replied truthfully, "You also know the relationship between my mother and uncle. My uncle graduated from college and returned to China, and then I went to the Gong family. I didn't know."
"I forgot. Sorry."
"I have something to do first."
"Um."
Putting down his phone, Lin Zhiyi stared at the computer in a daze, and couldn't draw the design he wanted for a long time.
Just then, Xue Man came over, saw her in a daze and patted her on the shoulder.
"what happened?"
"It's okay, I'm just a little tired. Mr. Xue, do you have something to talk to me about?" Lin Zhiyi perked up and stood up.
"A client has to catch a flight tomorrow, so he may need you to go to the hotel restaurant to confirm the design of the custom jewelry with him in person. I'll give you the reservation information."
"it is good."
As he was speaking, Xue Man had already sent the message to her.
On the way back from get off work, Lin Zhiyi wanted to confirm the restaurant information again, but when she opened her phone, she saw Sang Ran updated her Moments.
It was a picture of her and Gong Chen having dinner. It seemed to be at Gong Chen's home in Suhewan. Lin Zhiyi was familiar with this set of tableware.
Home-cooked dishes and flowers on the table make it particularly romantic.
Looks like this place is going to have a hostess soon.
Gong Chen in Sang Ran's lens also appears exceptionally indifferent, with his eyes slightly lowered and his long eyelashes falling, giving him a kind of hazy handsomeness.
He rolled up his sleeves twice at his wrists, looking homely and casual.
Perhaps he would only be like this in front of Sang Ran.
At this moment, Lin Zhiyi was even more certain that the person Gong Chen was hiding in his heart was Sang Ran.
I just admitted my mistake before.
And now everything falls into place.
After turning off her cell phone, she leaned against the car window and looked at the hustle and bustle outside, but her mind was blank.
I can’t say that I feel a lot of pain in my heart.
It was like a blunt knife rubbing against her flesh, picking out bit by bit the parts that didn't belong to her.
It's not decisive and it's very uncomfortable.
……
A winter rain is freezing cold.
Lin Zhiyi hurried and finally got into the restaurant on time.
She glanced at the reservation information on her phone and looked up at table 27.
A man was drinking coffee with his back to her. He must be the client that Xueman mentioned.
Lin Zhiyi smoothed her hair that was soaked with water and walked quickly forward.
"Sir, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
As soon as she sat down, she met the man's amber eyes.
Their eyes met, and they were both stunned for a moment.
What a handsome man, with a pair of deep and noble eyes, and a heroic figure, which makes the man look somewhat unpredictable.
The man's gaze stayed on Lin Zhiyi's face for a few seconds, then he calmly withdrew his gaze.
He looked at his watch: "You are late."
"It's raining outside and the road is a bit congested." Lin Zhiyi explained.
"That's not an excuse for you to be late. I don't need to waste my time with you."
He was right, Lin Zhiyi was speechless.
But she was only thirty seconds late!
But is the sleeping customer God?
Lin Zhiyi smiled: "Sir, actually..."
"Fake smile?"
"Uh... no." Lin Zhiyi said stubbornly, and quickly changed the subject, "Then let's get started."
"You're not suitable."
"But I haven't even started introducing myself yet?" Lin Zhiyi was slightly stunned.
"I don't like you like this." The man made a prompt decision.
"Sir, don't worry. I don't like you doing this either. We are choosing jewelry design, not choosing a wife!" Lin Zhiyi was inexplicably angry.
This is the first time I heard of someone disliking a designer right after selecting a design draft.
The man frowned and put down his coffee cup: "I'm here to choose a wife."