MTL - Starlight Has No Past-Chapter 30 Aspirin 10

Zhou Yishen helped Liang Shuo to finish the auction house affairs in the morning. When she woke up, the lunch was already booked at the restaurant and delivered to the guest room.

After Liang Shuo finished washing into the living room and saw a table of fine food, Zhou Wei was sitting in the sofa next to him and continued to help her check the secretary's latest list of guests. He didn't sleep for a night, but he didn't have the meaning of rest. Liang Shuo was surprised and said, "You drove over last night, don't you have to take a break?"

She booked a top-level suite and another bedroom for a break. Zhou Yanshen did not appreciate it, and did not raise his head: "No."

Liang Shuo sat on the table and took a bite of curry. He found that the food was complete and frowned slightly: "Did you not eat?"

Zhou Weishen is like a machine that has fallen into a job: "You eat it yourself."

Liang Shu reluctantly reconciled with him: "I am not right in the morning, it is not because you wake up early in the morning, I am unclear... Well, the audition that you told me last time, I will help you It took a lot of effort. Just give you a sin? OK?"

It is a pity that some things have passed the time limit. Zhou Yanshen was quite cold, and continued to read the information, saying no need to bother.

Liang Shuo gas knot, took a sip of his mouth and ate it slowly, and said, "Don't watch it. That thing was checked by me last night. I asked the secretary to print a new version this morning. something wrong."

Zhou Yanshen was poked by her, and she was unwilling to let go: "Is the venue process gone?"

"Through two times, the exhibition center has cooperated with us many times. There are special people responsible and trustworthy." Liang Shu walked over and put the documents in order, stood in front of him and asked him to discuss his share. "Okay, no. I am eager to do things in the first place. This time is really powerful enough to make you like this. You must visit the next day and ask her for advice."

Liang Shuo stretched his hand to pump his paper: "Okay, give it to me. There are still many places that need your help. It's not bad. You go to sleep first, okay? Don't dad say I abuse. you."

Zhou Yushen's weakness is most clear. He doesn't eat hard. If he says two good words, he usually pushes the boat.

To her surprise, he did not let go even a few times, staring at the name on the list - Wen Shaoqian.

Zhou Yan deeply locked his eyebrows and felt that the name could not be read familiarly, and muttered it quietly.

Liang Shuo heard clearly, and said: "You have heard of him? Wen Jia's youngest son, research psychology, is said to be a returnee doctor, in fact, is a Sven scum. Sotheby's spring shoot when he is still abroad I just took an antique crown ring for my girlfriend at that time. It was said that I was stunned in two days. The little girlfriend cried and took the ring to find him. He didn’t look at it at all."

She had a rare gossip, and her eyes flashed a sigh of relief: "Hey, such a person is a woman's bad news, but we do the auction house and treat him as a guest."

Zhou Yushen recalled this person from her statement and finally remembered that he was Ye Qiao’s psychologist. When he and Ye Qiao were eating, he also saw the text message he sent to Ye Qiao. He was modest and fluent, and he looked like a Sven. But the man knows the man best, and the sentence that comes out for no reason, no matter how gentle and polite, exudes his interest in this woman.

Liang Shuming saw him ecstatic, and raised his eyebrows: "How come, do you know?"

"Look at the face, ask."

"Oh, you have more people. You haven't managed Ferra's business for a long time. Can you meet a few people?"

When Liang Shu complained that he was happy, he remembered the business and asked: "Do you have any friendship with this Wen Shaoqian?" She stared at him seriously. "Listen, you are now the limit of family tolerance. If you don't learn well." Take a walk with this kind of person, don't blame Dad for sweeping you out when you arrive."

Zhou Yanshen opened her arms with a funny smile: "Reassured."

Liang Shuo was relieved and smiled. "That's good. There is a welcome dance at the opening of the auction. When the beauty is so good, you can pick it at random, I will not see it."

Zhou Yishen is not keen on such things. However, Liang Shuming did not know whether he had been working hard for too long. He was particularly keen on finding him a target. He even sent a few photos and materials to his mailbox like the seven aunts and eight babies, saying that they are all high-quality candidates. Zhou Yan took a deep glance, not what Cambridge talent, is the Columbia phd. Is he looking for a woman or a research institute?

On the day, the night was bright, and the night of the harbor was like a water. The double-layered cruise ship at the ferra dance party sailed into the port, and the French scented drunk men and women. Zhou Weishen looked for a high place to drink, overlooking the grand occasion tonight, the woman's perfume smells the sea breeze with a layer of fragrance. Such a night is boring and surprising to him.

He was lazy and coveted, but at first glance he saw the scenery.

Ten minutes ago.

Ye Qiao changed clothes in the cruise ship's room, and the long mirror reflected her *.

She stood faceless in front of the dressing mirror, and the woman in front of her chest was like a snow, because there was no breast braces outside the breast wave, and the clavicle was distinct. She raised the beautiful chin, revealing the heart of the heart - ten centimeters. After seven years of years, it was diluted into a light brown, but it still can glimpse its once scarlet, and the nine deaths behind the scarlet.

Around this scar, it is a pattern that someone carefully outlined. The vines grow out of her heart, growing in her heart, as if to break through the obstacles and become a towering tree. However, when the dream is awake, there is no chance of being given color.

Ye Qiao opened the exquisite suede long box, put on the dress skirt, put on the earrings and necklaces in the mirror, just the phone of Wen Shaoqian came. She picked up her handbag and answered the phone while walking: "I am coming out."

"Well, I am waiting for you outside." The soft voice made her often uncomfortable and felt too considerate.

If it wasn't for Wen Shaoqian's suggestion from the "professional point of view" that she had to take the holidays and get out of the busy work and emotional problems, Ye Qiao actually rarely touched such occasions.

However, the night in the harbour is so beautiful that it is worthwhile. When the head rises, the night wind blows the hair, and the moon's virtual focus is generally soft, and sinks into the water.

Ye Qiao swayed and his shoulders were covered with a scented coat. Wen Shaoqian gentleman helped her to get together and said, "It’s a little cold outside. Would you like to have two cups to warm up?"

"Okay." The moment she went with it, she suddenly looked back and looked at it, but her eyes could not be found.

Wen Shaoqian asked: "What happened?"

Ye Qiao shook his head: "Nothing. It may be wrong."

But her intuition has always been sensitive. Just that moment, she clearly felt that someone was looking at it.

On the other side, Zhou Yan took a long line of sight and placed the red wine glass on the waiter's tray and walked inside.

The light was shining, and the bright light violently removed the dim vision of his long night. Unfortunately, it didn't work, and the figure still floated in front of him.

Ye Qiao wore a long skirt in aqua blue today. The nice sequins were not exaggerated. Instead, she swayed her graceful curves like a deep sea mermaid. The simple sapphire pendant sank into the chest of her chest. Between, like a key to open a fascinating landscape. She is born to be the darling of the lens, even without a camera, it is the most dazzling one in the crowd.

I am smiling at others now.

A scum of a Sven in a beam.

Thinking of this, Liang Shuzhen just appeared in front of him, gently floating the red wine in his hand, and teased: "Why, what looks lacking?"

Zhou Yan and Shen Meifeng locked: "You didn't tell me she will come."

"Who? Ye Qiao?" Liang Hao had just seen it, and once again met to see the face, it is indeed a rare beauty. What is rare is that it is the generous temperament of the scholarly door and the appearance of a place that can occupy a place in the entertainment industry. It is no wonder that people can be fascinated by the three.

If it is not because of old things, she does not object to such a woman entering the door of Zhou.

Liang Shuming said with a hint of regret: "Do you think that I invited you? The guest list is not unrecognized. People bring a female companion, but not a serious wife, who knows which one?"

Zhou Weishen ignored her and went straight to the wine station. Liang Shuo couldn’t stop it. He had just been beaten by him. The person to be introduced was also forgotten. It’s too late to call someone.

Zhou Wei deeply poured two glasses of wine, and received a birthday greeting on the mobile phone that I was late for a few days. "Deep brother, Happy National Day! Brothers don't remember these messy festivals, don't mind if you are late for two days!"

He returned with a hand.

Wu Zi immediately hippie smiled back: "Haha, the brother's red envelope is ready, what's your old side? Don't be embarrassed!"

"..."

Zhou Yanshen pressed the phone in a word, and the reason went away step by step. The night wind blows, the people on the boat are in the building, but there is no mermaid that makes him dream.

He asked a few waiters, some said that they seemed to go to the bow. The light was dim and there was little man, and there was a pair of men and women who kissed in the light. Zhou Yan looked at it with a shock in his heart. The other had a kind of smashed shackles, but when they turned their heads, they were two strange faces. Zhou Haoshen looked around without a person for a week and did not hesitate to leave.

Ye Qiao and Wen Shaoqian disappeared together, not at the bow, not in the hall, and they were in the guest room.

Zhou Yishen suspected that he had a tendency to self-abuse. He clicked on the guest room list lying in the mailbox of his mobile phone. Wen Shaoqian’s room was at the end, and it was very quiet. He couldn't help but go in that direction, and the silence in his narrow passage could hear his heartbeat and breath. The room on the ship is poorly soundproof. After you approach, you don’t need to pay attention to it, you can hear the sound of ping-pong.

The rubbing sound of the cloth, the sound of the falling stone when the necklace fell to the ground, and the uniqueness of the men and women when they are rising, contain the tone of a heavy breathing conversation.

He turned around for the first time, but he felt like he was a fool when he was nailed in the same place.