C85 Mu Chengfeng You Look Great in the Photo

It was already eight o'clock in the morning. Soong Miao did not receive a call from Yem Qingzhou and went upstairs to look for him.

However, there was no one in his bedroom. The bed was still neat and tidy. It was obvious that he did not sleep here.

Soong Miao did not think too much about it. He went straight to Xiang Bei's bedroom.

As soon as he entered the room, he smelled the smell of alcohol. The curtains in the room were not drawn and the lights were not turned on. Yem Qingzhou laid on the foot of the bed and fell asleep.

Soong Miao quickly went over and pulled the curtains open. He opened the window. The glaring light shone in, and Yem Qingzhou moved on the ground.

The president of Yem's Corporation was curled up by his lover's bed like a dog, guarding a bed that was not warm.

"Director Yen."

Soong Miao's hand had just touched Yem Qingzhou's shoulder when Yem Qingzhou suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed his hand.

"Bei?"

Although his eyes were open, they were not focused.

"Director Yen, it's me, Soong Miao."

After a long while, Yem Qingzhou seemed to have sobered up. His focused eyes gradually dimmed.

"Oh, it's you..." He sat up and shook his head. He laughed at himself. "I dreamed that Bei was back."

"Director Yen, don't be like this. I said something that might hurt your heart. Bei leaving is also a good thing."

Yem Qingzhou's heart really hurt. It was so painful that he almost suffocated.

"Yes, you are right. I'm not good enough for her."

He stood up, probably lying on the hard floor for too long. Half of his body was stiff, and his movements were very uncoordinated. He almost fell down again.

Soong Miao quickly held him and persuaded him, "Director Yen, I didn't mean that. To be frank, Bei was protected too well by you. So in Madam's eyes, no matter how excellent she was, she would be useless. In fact, you know in your heart that Bei is indeed more dazzling by Moo Chengfeng's side. "

Yem Qingzhou was a little stunned.

There were several bottles of wine on the floor. His shirt was wrinkled. His hair was messy, and his chin was green.

Bei had been gone for less than a day and he had made himself look like this.

"Yes, you are right." He smiled, "That's why I let go. No matter who she is by her side, I only hope that my Bei can live happily and live her own life. She will definitely not be like her mother. This is what she hopes for, so I will fulfill her wish."

Soong Miao sighed. "Director Yen, Bei will come back."

Yem Qingzhou patted Soong Miao on the shoulder. "Yes, she will always be my Bei."

"It is already 8: 30." Soong Miao took the opportunity to say, "CEO Yan is still in the hospital. There are two meetings that the company needs you to attend today. You go and wash up first. I will go and prepare your clothes."

Yem Qingzhou nodded.

He looked at the room that was decorated like a princess, and his heart ached.

He wanted to give Bei a life like a princess. Only now did he realize that Bei actually did not want to be a princess.

There was a picture frame on the bedside table. The people in the picture were Yem Qingzhou and Bei. The two of them walked hand in hand in the villa. Soong Miao took pictures for them.

He picked up the photo frame. Even at this time, his kiss only landed on Bei's forehead.

"Good morning, Bei."

The morning meeting was short and ended at 12 o'clock on time.

Seeing Yem Qingzhou walk out of the meeting room surrounded by a group of project managers, Soong Miao went to his ear and said, "Bei's friends want to see you. I asked her to wait in the reception room."

Yem Qingzhou did not have a deep impression of Mi Tutu. He had only seen her twice.

But since she was Bei's best friend, of course he would take her seriously.

Mi Tutu wore a very ladylike dress today. Her long hair was skillfully woven into an exquisite hairstyle with an exquisite hairpin on it.

She was quite pretty and loved to laugh. She was the kind of girl that would easily give people a good impression.

Seeing Yem Qingzhou come in, she stood up a little cautiously. Her voice was soft. "Mr Yem, I'm sorry. I didn't call you in advance."

Yem Qingzhou smiled. "You're welcome. Take a seat."

This was the first time Mi Tutu had come into close contact with Yem Qingzhou alone. lady, who was at the front desk downstairs, did not let her in. She was the one who said Xiang Bei's name. lady, who was at the front desk, asked Soong Miao for permission.

Mi Tutu secretly looked at Yem Qingzhou. She really did not understand why Xiang Bei would give up such a man.

Yem Qingzhou personally poured a cup of hot coffee and changed her original cup. He sat opposite her and said with a smile, You've been waiting a long time, haven't you? Your name is Tutu, right? Is there anything you need from me?"

Mi Tutu was a little overwhelmed, "Mr Yem, do you know my name?"

"Bei often mentioned you in front of me, saying that you are her best friend."

Mi Tutu had a trace of embarrassment. She was not deeply involved in the world and still looked simple and pure, "I came to see you on behalf of Bei. She said that she was afraid that you would be sad."

"Did Bei call you?" Yem Qingzhou was still smiling. His current expression was different from what Mi Tutu had imagined.

He loved Xiang Bei so much. She thought he should be at his most sad moment.

Mi Tutu nodded obediently. "Yes, we didn't talk much either. She did not take all her subjects. Mr Yem, is she really not coming back?"

Yem Qingzhou felt the bloody wound being pulled open again, but his face was still smiling like a spring breeze.

"No, Bei will come back."

At this time, Xiang Bei was idling in the castle, followed by her obedient grandson.

"little god, aren't you hot?"

Luo Lie was wearing a black suit. In the early July sun, he was so hot that he wished he could stick out his tongue like the big wolfdog in the backyard. What was worse was that he had to hold an umbrella for this living ancestor.

Xiang Bei took photos everywhere with her camera. At this time, the light was too bright, so it was not suitable to take photos. So she went into the woods and specially took photos of the sunlight that came out of the leaves.

"How long is Moo Chengfeng's meeting going to last?"

"I don't know either. sir is not Yem Qingzhou. He is busy. He is even busier than the president. Do you believe me?"

Xiang Bei's white face was red. She was sweating all over.

"Then he has wasted so much time on me. Should I feel honored?"

Luo Lie quickly chuckled. "No," he said. "sir should be honored to have you back."

Xiang Bei turned to look at him. "I will give you 99 points for this flattery. I am afraid that you will be proud."

Luo Lie looked at her face full of sweat and was very anxious. "little god, can we go back? If sir saw that you were so hot, I would not have a good ending."

"He is busy with the meeting right now. How can he have time to care about me?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a deep voice came from behind her. "honey, are you blaming me for ignoring you?"

Xiang Bei raised her camera and turned around, aiming at Moo Chengfeng with a click.

It was too late for Luo Lie to stop her. He was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out.

"little god, you can't take photos. Delete them quickly."

"Why?" Xiang Bei looked at the photos and saw Moo Chengfeng walking in front of a group of man in black on the avenue. Behind him was a faintly discernible ancient castle. The scene looked like a noble from the last century.

"Moo Chengfeng, you look very good in the photo!" Xiang Bei waved her camera and said.