"Marriage is not a child's play. I never fake my marriage." Ye Lancheng said indifferently, as simple as saying "the weather is good today".

An Zhisu thought that if it wasn't for the wrong occasion, she might have laughed out loud. Speaking from Ye Lancheng's mouth, "Marriage is not a child's play," An Zhisu felt special child play.

How many times have they met? An Zhisu counted his fingers, and two of them could be left with five fingers. I have seen it for the first time since the age of seven, and this time, I have seen it three times in eighteen years. Except for each other's names, they knew nothing about each other. When you marry a stranger like this, and you say that marriage is not a joke, are you sure you are not joking?

"Ye Lancheng, did you take the medicine today?" An Zhisu said quickly.

Ye Lancheng: ...

Ye Lancheng held the forehead that he wanted to jump, and said with patience: "You need to rely on the mountain, marry me, it is safer than fake engagement with me. When we get married, you become my wife. In S city, you can walk sideways . "

"Why should I walk sideways, I'm not Wang Ba." An Zhisu snorted again.

Ye Lancheng: ...

Ye Lancheng didn't hold down this time, his temples jumped obviously.

Of course, An Zhisu regretted this sentence. She bit her lip and wanted to give herself a big mouth to make your mouth faster!

Seeing that Ye Lancheng's face was all black, An Zhisu wanted to pump himself even more, and when he was thinking about some remedy, the door knocked suddenly outside.

Huh!

Three non-sounding knocks knocked on An Zhisu's heart, and she was startled.

Ye Lancheng said with a black face: "Come in."

The assistant opened the door in response, and felt the rigid atmosphere in the office before entering. He looked at Ye Lancheng without notice, and found that his face was a little dark. He was cautious at the moment, and carefully reminded: "General Ye, the car It's ready, you should leave for the airport. "

Ye Lancheng made a deep hum, and got up from the chair, wrote down a string of numbers on the sticky note paper, and tore it down towards An Zhisu.

As he approached, An Zhisu could see his entire height, and the height of nearly 185 gave him a heavier pressure. The tailored suit complemented his figure more perfectly, like a walking clothes rack.

"Here, I'm on a business trip for a week, and I'll consider calling me." Ye Lancheng stopped by her side, and as his wrist flipped, the light of the diamond cufflinks on the cuffs was refracted into An Zhisu's eyes, letting her slightly Squinting.

An Zhisu Gui sent the god to take over the note paper and squeezed it vigorously in his hand.

......

When Song Jiaren dragged herself exhausted from the law firm to return home, she saw An Zhisu comfortably lying on the sofa, pinching her newly-purchased goblet between her beautiful right hand, and in the glass was the wine she had treasured for a long time . The wine bottle on the table was half empty, and Song Jiaren's heart hurt a few times.

"An Zhisu, you'd better give me a reason to steal my red wine. If it's not particularly worthy of celebration, I must throw you off the balcony." Song Jiaren ran over and snarled.

An Zhisu raised his head, two pale crimsons appeared on Su Bai's small face because he drank it, and it looked more pleasing to his eyes. Suddenly, Song Jiaren's anger was half off. Hey, he couldn't get angry at a good-looking face.

Song Jiaren sat down in frustration, snatched the remaining half of the bottle of wine, poured herself a half glass and asked, "What? Ye Lancheng promised to fake your engagement?"

An Zhisu's head shook like a rattle.

Song Jiaren replied very unsuccessfully, "I'm a happy celebration of you, it turned out to be a sorrow by drinking wine. An Zhisu, isn't it your business to be rejected? I didn't think Ye Lancheng would agree. . "

"Well, he said that marriage is not a child's play, and it cannot be used as a condition for negotiations, so after careful consideration, he said that he would marry me." An Zhisu's little head nodded and said solemnly.

puff......

Song Jiaren had just spit out the wine when he had just arrived.

"Cough ..." Song Jiaren straightly coughed and asked after a while: "Zhisu, are you drunk?"