Chapter 713: Familiar sound
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CEO’s Secret Lover
- Yue Ya'er
- 1139 characters
- 2021-03-01 10:42:22
Chapter 713: A familiar voice
"Which master has said that in his life, he always remembers a certain childhood childhood, and he remembers it very clearly. It seems that this is not the case ..." Wu Wei smiled, turned back to the car, and turned out A photo was handed to her.
"This ... this ... this is not ..." He Meixin looked at the picture, surprised for a long time.
"Remember?" He squinted slightly, and a good smile appeared on his face.
"Here, how did it look like this?" She nodded her head, how could she not remember, even if the memory was a little fuzzy when she was a kid, she should remember this place where she had spent a long time studying and living.
However, twenty years have passed and everything has changed. Where is her original alma mater?
"Some time ago, the government auctioned the land. This land is now Wu's. I don't know if this gift is enough to seduce you into Wu's future hostess?" He gently pulled her in front of himself, using Hands around her.
"Why ... what?" She heard, a moment's surprise, and looked up incredibly.
He ... is this a marriage proposal?
Is it too sudden? He gave her an engagement ring only yesterday, and proposes today ...
"Miss He, your expression now, can I understand that happiness is coming too fast, you can't accept it for a while?" Wu Wei smiled and shaved her small and delicate nose.
"You ... have you thought about it? You really want to marry me?" She couldn't believe it, she couldn't believe it.
"Well, I'm not particularly sure yet, so you still hurry to promise, or I'll be too late one day." He pretended to think about it, and then said seriously.
"Hate ..." He Meixin waved a pink fist and smashed into his chest gently, and his heart was instantly moved and incredible.
"Miss He Meixin, are you willing to marry the romantic Mr. Wu Wei who is in front of you, and be your wife? Always believe him, love him, and let him take care of your future life until ... until his The brain can't miss you, his eyes can't see you, his mouth can't say I love you, his hands can't hug you, his ears can't hear you, and his nose can't feel your breath. ...... Would you like it? "He took her hand, and stared at her quietly, with affection.
Time seemed to stop suddenly at this moment, her gaze was entangled with his eyes, and through his dark eyes, she could see the face she could not touch at this time.
"Would you?" He repeated her question after seeing her not responding for a long time, her low, magnetic voice running through her ears as if with magical power, reaching the softest part of her heart, preventing her from shaking her head.
"Yes, I do!" Nodded heavily, even if the road ahead was covered with thorns, but with such a touching commitment, what else could she be afraid of?
"I will first arrange an engagement banquet so that you and all my friends and relatives know. What season do you like?" After receiving her reply, he looked at the sky, and the stars were shining in his eyes.
"I like summer, and in the summer there are fireflies. When I dreamed a little bit, I like chasing fireflies in the grass. Every time I am bitten by mosquitoes in the grass, my body is covered with a bag. Let me whisper ... in the summer you can see so many stars, and ... "He Meixin hummed his head against his chest.
"Also?" He raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Also, you can see a lot of beauties in short skirts ..." This reason was for him.
"I just want to see you wear it!" He lowered his head and rested her forehead on her forehead, saying vaguely.
"No, I don't want to wear such a short skirt ..." She shook her head and pouted.
"No? Are you sure?" He asked with a funny look at her face.
"Don't ..." She shook her head and started laughing.
"Well, then I can only see what others wear ..." He sighed and said with regret.
"Do you dare?" He Meixin heard that and raised her powder fist to his face.
"Will you show it to me?"
"Okay." Reluctantly agreed.
"We have a wedding in the summer."
"it is good."
Summer, it will be spring when this winter is over, and it will be summer after spring ...
That night, Wu Wei finally sent He Meixin home.
Before getting out of the car, he gently held her hand. Then he pulled out a shining diamond ring from his pocket. The round diamond was set on the platinum ring, which maximized the diamond, so that its light was refracted in all directions along with the cut surface, showing its brilliance.
"Don't lose it again this time." He put the ring on her finger, and then petted her head.
"How do you know ..." She looked at the ring on her finger and asked in amazement.
"If it wasn't lost, why wouldn't you wear it on your hands?" He smiled, then got out of the car and opened the doorway for her: "Go back, take a good night's sleep, don't think too much, what's the matter? ,Call me."
"Wu Wei, thank you!" She nodded, watching his back turning to the back of the car, grabbing his hand and whispering.
"Fool, don't tell me thank you next time. Come in." He left her a warm smile, which made her heart suddenly warm on this cold night.
Pressing the doorbell, the security guard was very interesting this time. Instead of stopping her outside, she obediently let her in.
At this time it was more than ten o'clock in the evening, and the headlights in the living room had gone out. He Meixin looked at the large living room, and no one was there.
Through the living room, she went straight upstairs, and gently pushed open the door of He Yimeng. The little guy probably went to find his grandmother in the afternoon to play. It is estimated that he was tired and he slept very sweetly at this time.
Gently kissed on her little face, and quilted for the quilt he would kick open, she gently exited the door.
Turning around and walking to her room, she went directly to the bed without turning on the light, and threw her tired body onto the bed.
"I also know to come back ..."
Wait a second, this ... this voice ... How come you sound so familiar?
Damn ...
He Meixin jumped up from the bed in fright, and the reader's bedside table with soft legs stood by the bed.
Sight, following the direction of the sound, stopped on the dark shadow in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window. Judging by the fuzzy outline and the familiar sound, who is not Huo Jiabao?
He Mei's heart trembled, he, did the wrong soul come back to claim his life?