After the blackening, the beauties were madly criticized for abolishing the legs of the president

Chapter 97 Three Men in One Play
Under such a terrifying sense of deterrence and oppression, everyone was focused and did not dare to breathe loudly.

Even Nan Wan was startled by the terrifying appearance of the man in front of her, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Just like that, after being silent for a while, Shen Yunchen subdued his icy hostility lightly, curled his lips frivolously and calmly: "The writing is not bad."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Ji Nian who was aside.His tone sounded full of praise, but the hostility and coldness in his cold eyes remained undiminished.

Ji Nian looked at the man handing over the paper to him like alms, clenched his fists unwilling to be humiliated, pursed his lips and hesitated for a few seconds, then accepted it with lowered eyes, and then left with a feeling of grievance.

After taking two steps, I heard a faint voice from beside me: "Unfortunately, the rose you fancy has already found its owner."

When Ji Nian heard the words, he couldn't help but feel his heart tighten, and the sadness in his eyes seemed to be a little more...

A few seconds later, he turned around solemnly, clenched his fists and looked like he was declaring war suddenly: "Who said that this flower is destined to be yours."

Shen Yunchen paused for a moment in surprise, and then smiled slightly: "But this rose is blooming for me now, and I will never allow anyone to spy on her beauty."

The meaning in the man's words is self-evident.

It means to stop letting Ji Nian stare at Nan Wan, a seamless egg.

Just when Ji Nian was speechless in the face of Shen Yunchen's extremely oppressive words, a male voice with contempt and enchantment came: "In my opinion, she only belongs to herself."

For some unknown reason, Cayenne turned back. Hearing the late stage of the dispute between Shen Yunchen and Ji Nian, he couldn't help but get involved, and made a very domineering and very lovable sentence.

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Nan Wan proudly, feeling a little disappointed after not getting the admiring and admiring gaze, but trying to keep the B grid in his pocket, and slowly walked in front of Shen Yunchen, facing him directly, without any imposing manner Do not show weakness.

"And roses belong only to princes, never to beasts," Cayenne said.

Faced with his little trick of wanting to arouse women's high feelings and using himself as a stepping stone, Shen Yunchen hooked his lips helplessly: "Heh."

After a lazy and indifferent chuckle without a trace of contempt, which made people feel a little guilty, he asked lightly with a bit of playfulness: "Don't you know? The beast is the embodiment of the prince's desire."

Cayenne didn't know how to refute for a moment, frowned and stared at Shen Yunchen for a few seconds, accidentally glanced at the paper in Ji Nian's hand, and then realized what it was like, and looked at Ji Nian with the same hostility.

Ji Nian was burned by his monstrous and profound cold eyes, and then subconsciously retracted his hands, and was about to leave.

"Stop playing tricks that are not on the table." Cayenne said suddenly, his tone half mocking and half serious warning.

After he finished speaking, he asked contemptuously with a smile in his eyes: "What age is it, and poetry is still popular?"

Ji Nian understood his sarcasm under the eccentric aura, and was a little surprised why he suddenly drew the flames on himself.

Obviously, the two of them were on the same page just now, but now they are turning against each other?

What's happening here?
But since this is the case, he is not a master who can only be soft and bullied.

"I think it's at least more sincere than someone who only spends money to make people laugh." Ji Nian deliberately brought the fuse back to Shen Yunchen again, looking at him without losing hostility and deliberately speaking.

As soon as these words came out, everyone understood what he was secretly referring to.

This is not purely scolding Shen Yunchen, the king of bricks and stones, who knows nothing but only throws money.

And the people who saw this couldn't help but applaud one after another.

Wonderful!It's really exciting!

Ah, as expected... three men in one play.

At this time, Ji Nian pulled back a round, and left before Shen Yunchen could speak.And Cayenne didn't want to stay like that for longer, so he glanced at Shen Yunchen provocatively, and then left.

But Shen Yunchen didn't appear to be defeated at all at the moment.He crossed his legs lazily, sat in a wheelchair, and after tidying up his shirt cuffs slowly, he adjusted his glasses.

"Two self-righteous buns, but you like me rich without knowing you."

"Am I right, ma'am?" The man's playful expression as if he was in control of the whole situation made Nan Wan, the client, pause in guilt.

she.The nervousness was all at the moment of mother and child, and they didn't know what to do, because the man in front of him seemed to know all her secrets.

And now he is like a naked man who has been stripped off and displayed, with no way to retreat, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

She ignored him, turned around and sat down on the chair in front of the desk, raised her hand a little sleepy and frowned.

Then he picked up the pen with a sense of something meaningless, flipped through the design draft with a tired face, and wrote on the new paper.

Shen Yunchen lazily raised his hand, motioning for everyone to back down.He controlled the wheelchair by himself, came to the woman, and stared at her painting movements for a few seconds.He picked up a piece of paper and a pen, thought for a few seconds and began to write something.

Nan Wan noticed the man writing beside her, and seeing that he didn't hinder her, she simply stopped pushing him out and continued to immerse herself in her own world.

She slowly sketched out the prototype of a rose, but she didn't know what to design with roses as elements.

In his mind, the words on Ji Nian's paper kept reappearing, in the enthusiasm and madness, with the impulsive passion and vigorous love that belonged to a teenager.

Needless to say, it is unforgettable.

For a moment, Nan Wan was in a daze.

When she came back to her senses, Shen Yunchen handed over a piece of paper, which just happened to cover her unfinished design draft.

On the paper, the hairpin lowercase written with a pen has a special flavor.

"Everyone in the world is happy to meet each other.

If you don't enter the Fengyue Pass for the rest of your life, you will be obsessed with Iraq.

Wish to be like Liang Shangyan, to be with you from generation to generation.

A flower is folded by leaning on the railing, like a hairpin going to a green silk hairpin.

A few times late, the liver and intestines are broken.

At the end of the spring and another year, wait until it is dull.

The love is thick and speechless, and the long night is long and the eyebrows are not raised.

The full moon shines brighter every night, and there is no end to love and hate. "

It is not difficult to see that this is a confession word.

The meaning of the word is probably:

Ever since I met you in this world, every time I see you, I am so happy.For the rest of my life, I will no longer revolve around Yingying Yanyan, going in and out of the fireworks field, and only take care of you alone.

Every wish so far is to hope that we will be like the pair of swallows on the eaves, and we can know each other and accompany each other life after life.

I hope to pluck a flower and stick it in your hair like a hairpin.

It was only a few times that I realized it was too late, and now my heart hurts like a broken heart.

(End of this chapter)