At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, a private restaurant.

In the exquisite and elegant courtyard, flowers and trees are hidden, and are lush and lush.

Wei Yiming walked comfortably along the path in the middle of the white sand pool to the water bowl.

She put her white hands to the edge of the bamboo tube, and the slightly cool running water slowly descended along the gaps of her fingers.

This courtyard rich in oriental Zen meaning seems to be able to cleanse people's hearts and make people feel particularly calm.

"Yiming."

Hearing the sound, Wei Yiming slowly raised his eyelids.

Wen Si stood beside the quaint door with a smile on his eyes and eyebrows.

A smile appeared on Wei Yiming's lips.

After the two sat down at the dining room, Wen Si skillfully washed the tea set and started making tea.

"Senior brother has not changed at all, he is still so considerate and considerate." Wei Yiming held his chin and praised him.

"I have been back in Beicheng for so long and I have only contacted me now. I am still angry with you. Don't think that I will not settle the score with you if I praise me a few words."

"My fault, please have a lot of it." Wei Yiming immediately folded his hands together, his eyes half-closed, and his cheeks slightly bulged, and his appearance was very cute.

Wen Si smiled and said, "Why can't I be angry with you?"

Wei Yiming poked his face with two fingers: "Because I like it."

"That's true."

The atmosphere between the two was very relaxed. As the exquisite dishes slowly came up, Wei Yiming pushed a business card in front of Wen Si.

Wen Si picked it up and took a closer look, jokingly: "So you have to call Mr. Wei in the future?"

"How can I afford it in front of Mr. Wen?"

Wen Si put down his business card and said slowly: "The Phoenix Wu is currently in the internal beta stage and is about to be publicly tested."

"Really?" Wei Yiming's eyes suddenly lit up.

"You really don't pay attention to the works you have participated in." Wen Si pretended to be angry and looked at her.

Wei Yiming touched the tip of his nose: "I can't play games."

"I brought the computer, let's experience it?"

"Uh-huh."

Two years ago, Wen Si extended an olive branch to Wei Yiming.

He set up a game production company and invited her to participate in the game art design process.

That game is "Fengwu".

Wei Yiming couldn't wait to get up and sat next to Wen Si.

The computer is turned on, and then Wen Jingye clicks on Fengwu's logo.

The screen officially enters the game.

Wei Yiming was a little excited when he saw the character picture he drew appeared on the screen.

Wen Si gave her the computer and guided her in a gentle voice.

*

Yu Jiaxun was scolded by Yu's father and ordered him to immediately put down the unreasonable careers in his hands and return to the company to help.

Yu Jiaxun had no choice but to lick her face and ask Jiang Cenran to come forward to persuade Yu's father.

Knowing that he likes quietness, he specially chose this paradise with beautiful mountains and rivers.

I never thought that as soon as I walked through the corridor, I saw the picture in the private room-

Wei Yiming and a man were close together, and the two were smiling and laughing.

Yu Jiaxun's scalp suddenly became numb. He had forgotten to look through the calendar when he went out.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Ran, our private room is next door."

Jiang Cenran looked at him, and his dark eyes were as deep as the abyss.

Yu Jiaxun immediately regretted it. He should go back to inherit the family business with his duty.

Perhaps the movement here disturbed the people in the private room, and Wen Si's eyes turned.

Yu Jiaxun blurted out: "Mr. Wen."

Wen Si also responded politely: "Mr. Yu."

Jiang Cenran said indifferently: "I know you? Then let's go together."

Yu Jiaxun: “…”

The tall figure strided in against the light.

Wei Yiming looked at this scene and couldn't help but frown slightly: "Sir Jiang should be polite? Enter someone else's box so casually."

Mr. Jiang?

Jiang Cenran did not forget that the little girl in front of him was still sweetly calling him "Brother Cenran" in the morning, smiling at him silly and praising him for his perfection.

Turning around and becoming Mr. Jiang?

In order to keep his skull, Yu Jiaxun smiled and said to Wen Si: "I admire Mr. Wen for a long time. I have the honor to meet him today. I have a meal together. Wouldn't you mind?"

Wei Yiming: "Mind."

Wen Si smiled gently: "Sorry, you two, today is Yi Ming treating you, I can't make the decision."

Wei Yiming's delicate face did not show too much emotion, and she spoke lightly: "I believe that you will not leave to disturb others with a sloppy face."

Yu Jiaxun: "..." What kind of evil did he do? He encountered such Shura fields.

He turned his face to ask Jiang Cenran what he meant.

Under the wall lamp, Jiang Cenran's contour lines were slightly cold and hard. He gently polished the cup in front of him with his fingertips, then slowly picked it up and took a sip.

There happened to be a lipstick mark where the lips were aligned.

Yu Jiaxun exclaimed: "Brother Ran, your cup seems to belong to the little princess."

Jiang Cenran lowered his eyes and glanced at him, lowered his expression calmly, and said in a low voice: "Didn't pay attention."

The deep eyes looked at Wei Yiming, and his attitude was light and said: "If you mind, change the cup."

Wei Yiming: "Natural."

After the speech came to a close call, the service bell was pressed.

Jiang Cenran's clear face was difficult to tell the mood, so he just held up the cup and took another sip with the lip mark.

I don't mind at all that I interpret the intention more bluntly.

Wei Yiming sneered lightly and put his attention back on the computer screen.

Only then did I realize that the blood bar was almost empty. My fair fingers grabbed Wen Si and said anxiously: "Senior Brother, hurry up, hurry up, you're going to die."

Wen Si couldn't help but chuckled, holding the keyboard with one hand and covering the mouse with the other hand.

Jiang Cenran looked at the physical contact between the two, his eyes slightly darkened.

Just then the phone ringtone rang.

"I'm with her, do you want her to pick her up?"

Hearing Jiang Cenran's magnetic voice, Wei Yiming raised his eyelids lightly and saw him stand up and walk towards her, "My mother's phone call, said she didn't answer the phone call."

Wei Yiming took the phone over and fed it. After feeding it, Jiang's mother's excited voice came from her ears: "Are you dating Cen Ran? Then wouldn't I bother you?"

Wei Yiming was too lazy to care about the wrong message that Jiang Cenran deliberately released to Jiang's mother, and replied: "Don't disturb me."

Jiang Cenran's lips curled up, and then waved to Yu Jiaxun: "I'm playing games. If you play well in your field, I'll talk to my uncle and let you continue your current interests."

Yu Jiaxun: "..." His gun was decided today.

Although it is a Japanese tatami position, it is crowded when four people are crowded on one side.

Wei Yiming held his cell phone and simply got up.

"Nuonuo, after you have dated Cen Ran, remember to go home for dinner. Auntie cooks in person and treats you as a birthday today."

Wei Yiming pursed her lips lightly and did not agree immediately.

As if he noticed that the atmosphere was wrong, Jiang's mother asked tentatively: "Has you encountered something unhappy? Or did Jiang Cenran bully you?"

Jiang Mu's gentle voice made Wei Yiming's heartstrings twitch.

Over the years, Jiang's mother not only treats her as her future daughter-in-law, but also treats her as her daughter, so it is difficult for her to refuse her request: "I understand, aunt."

The two of them talked for a while, and Jiang's mother asked her to ask Jiang Cenran to answer the phone.

Jiang Cenran was sitting next to her, gently rubbing the cup with clear joints, giving her the illusion of stroking her lips.
To be continued...