Chapter 1:

In the air-conditioned office, Ye Yuqing closed the document, (she shen) leaned back. +++The latest Danmei novel ranking: EbookFREE.me
She leaned back in the chair and let out a long breath.
After ten seconds, after a while, she picked up the phone to open the circle of friends, and slowly slipped her finger up.
The whole screen is full of photos and flowers showing affection.
Lu Jie passed by after get off work and patted the person who bowed his head to play with the phone: "I haven't left yet, don't you date your boyfriend on Qixi Festival?"
Ye Yuqing looked away from the screen of the phone and sat up straight.
"We booked a table at a nearby restaurant, very close, two subway stations."
It was about half past six with her boyfriend, and Ye Yuqing was going to leave at six.
"Tsk, no wonder I dressed so beautifully today." Lin Jie said as she looked at the little girl in front of her.
Ye Yuqing, who has a plain clothes (color), rarely wore a red (color) dress. His skin (color) was rosy, and his cheeks looked like juicy fruit, which made people want to reach out and poke.
The phone rang, Ye Yuqing glanced, the call was from Han Chuan.
A smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Aren't the roads blocked today? Where is your car?"
"Um... Yuqing, I'm going to Beijing temporarily for a business trip. It will take two days to come back. Sorry, I can't accompany you to dinner today."
Ye Yuqing was slightly startled.
Han Chuan waited for a few seconds, and when there was no sound there, he said, "I'm sorry, can I come back to compensate you? Don't be angry, I can't help it."
Ye Yuqing returned to her senses, her voice was very soft: "No (guan), work is important."
Han Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, and then slowed down: "I know you will forgive me, baby, I will contact you when I come back, be happy."
"Well, be careful on the way."
Ye Yuqing lay on the table with her chin resting on her hands, staring at the darkened mobile phone.
How could she not be disappointed, the dress that she chose specially, besides eating today, she still has something to talk to Han Chuan.
Lu Jie put her hands in front of (chest xiong), "tsk": "Leave the little beauties on Valentine's Day, your boyfriend is a (gan) important person, don't be tied to the love of your children."
Ye Yuqing raised her eyes, not knowing how to answer the call for a while.
Lu Jie's index finger pressed down the table, blinked, and the conversation turned: "But he is too ambitious. Even if it's normal, Valentine's Day actually left his girlfriend in the cold. Don't you really care?"
Ye Yuqing slid and sat up straight, and said as he cleared the table, "No, we usually meet. He really just happens to have something to go away."
Even so, she felt something was wrong.
Ye Yuqing sighed, maybe the other party is really busy.

Back home, Ye Yuqing quickly took off her makeup and took a bath.
With her hair half blown (dry gan), she went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of noodles for herself.
While waiting for the noodles to be cooked, he took out a box of broth from the refrigerator and put it in the microwave, chopped green onion and coriander.
She simmers the stock once every half a month and fills a large pot. After it is cooled, it is packed and frozen in a fresh-keeping box. When it is used, it is convenient to heat up. It can be used for cooking noodles or hot dishes.
The noodles are cooked and the kitchen smells good.
Ye Yuqing brought the bowl to the dining table and turned to look for the notebook.
She would watch a variety show recently when she ate, because she was used to drawing pictures before (sleeping Shui), so she used her notebook to watch the show.
Large screens are more comfortable to use than mobile phones.
Ye Yuqing clearly remembered that she put her notebook on the desk last night, but she didn't see it after looking for it.
She walked out of the bedroom and searched the room carefully, but she still disappeared.
Could it be stolen?
Just thinking about it, she started to get anxious.
In the notebook there are her works over the past few years, as well as half of the business manuscripts.
This is more important than the price of the item itself.
But if you get a thief, why do you just take the notebook away and the other valuables are still there?
She turned around, and there was no sign of being turned over in the room.
Ye Yuqing picked up the phone and called Han Chuan.
"Yuqing, what's the matter?"
"Did you see my notebook?"
Han Chuan: "Oh, I took it away."
"You have a computer yourself, why did you take mine away?"
Realizing that the other party’s voice was a little dull, Han Chuan thought about it and said,
Lin Lanyue’s notebook is broken. She had an important document to do yesterday. It’s very urgent. I will lend her your notebook. I can tomorrow. Let someone bring it to you."
Ye Yuqing helped her: "If you lend my things to others, do you also need to seek my opinion first?"
"Baby are you angry? What do we divide you?" Han Chuan coaxed subconsciously, but he was a little surprised. Ye Yuqing has always been gentle and generous and is the best tempered girl he has ever seen.
In his cognition, borrowing a notebook is a trivial matter.
He thought about the reason. It might be that he didn't spend the Chinese Valentine's Day with the other party, and then he was emotional.
"I did not do this thing right, so let me give you a new notebook, a Valentine's Day gift."
"No, you can ask someone to send me my notebook tomorrow. I'm not used to lending personal (yong) products to others."
"Ok, I know, there won't be another time." Han Chuan promised smoothly, without taking this matter to heart.
Ye Yuqing hung up on the fire. She waited for three minutes, but did not call over there, and Han Chuan did not explain further.
The feeling of something wrong came up again.
Ye Yuqing took a deep breath, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and scanned the ipad on the table.
Her iPad is in the company, and this one is obviously Han Chuan's.
Maybe the other party forgot to take it yesterday, and Ye Yuqing didn't think much about it. He picked it up and unlocked it.
(Dry gan) Just look at it with this tablet, the left and right pictures can't be drawn.
She knew the code of the graphic lock, and Han Chuan didn't deliberately avoid her when using it.
The ipad interface used for work only has a few office software, the original wallpaper has not been changed, and there are no entertainment games.
Ye Yuqing was too lazy to download the app, opened the browser, and prepared to watch the show on the web version.
She has just logged in to the members of the video network, and a message box pops up at the top of the page.
A new email notification.
Ye Yuqing accidentally poked her finger in, and suddenly stopped when she wanted to exit.
This is the check-in receipt email from the hotel.
"Dear Mr. Han Chuan, sincerely welcome you to stay at Puyue Hotel..."
He knew every word, but if they were connected together, Ye Yuqing didn't seem to know it anymore.
Her brain crashed instantly, didn't Han Chuan go to Beijing on a business trip? How could you open a room in the Puyue Hotel in the city center at this time?
He cancelled his business trip?
But five minutes ago, why didn't two people tell themselves when they called?
Since he is in this city, why doesn't Han Chuan live at home and open a house?
Many question marks popped up in Ye Yuqing's mind, and her breathing rate slowed down.
She (Qiangqiang) forced herself not to diverge thinking and speculate wildly. An email could not represent anything. It may be a room opened by a friend of Han Chuan in his identity, or a room opened to entertain company clients.
I can't judge easily.
Ye Yuqing was no longer in the mood to eat, put on her underwear and went out. She had to go see it with her own eyes to feel relieved.
She was lucky. The Qixi Festival's car scheduling was very tight, and she happened to get a taxi to drop off passengers, and got the car smoothly.
When the car drove out, Ye Yuqing realized that he was walking too anxiously and was still wearing indoor slippers.
But she could not go back and change.

The city under the night (color) is like another world, and the streetscape outside the car window keeps regressing.
Little couple passing by.
Little girl screaming roses.
Signboards of various colors (colors).
The orange (color) light strip of the overpass.
These minutiae form the weird city night.
After half an hour, the taxi stopped in front of the hotel lobby.
The doorman thought she was a guest, and stepped forward to open the door and say hello: "Good evening, ma'am."
Ye Yuqing got off the drive and said thank you, looking at the magnificent lobby of the hotel, a little confused.
How can I find such a big hotel?
She was still hesitating, she looked up and saw a man and a woman walking out from the right corner of the hall.
Ye Yuqing stepped back and hid behind the pillars in the hotel corridor.
The two people approached, and the outline became completely clear.
That's right, these two people know each other.
…The woman holding Han Chuan's arm is Lin Lanyue.
Ye Yuqing's mind was buzzing, how could these two people appear here?
Are they already getting better?
Not necessarily, she denied it again in her heart, after all, they left from the hotel instead of going to the hotel together.
Maybe it was because Han Chuan was delayed because of something, so he didn't get on the plane. It just happened that Lin Lanyue had something to ask him, so that he would appear here.
After all, two people are good friends.
A few minutes later, the men and women who had left turned back, this time with five or six others.
Ye Yuqing had also seen these people, they were all Han Chuan's best friends.
She put her fingers in her palms, comforting herself that this might be a gathering with friends.
A group of people talked and laughed, and no one noticed the individual standing behind the pillar.
"Han Chuan, are you dumping your girlfriend to accompany us to play?"
"Where is it to accompany you, is to accompany the big beauty."
"That is, after all, Brother Chuan has liked Lin Lanyue for a long time, and there is a saying how to say it, I don't know where it comes from, and I feel deep in love."
The subsequent dialogue is blurred, and it seems that I can no longer hear it.
Ye Yuqing only knew that from beginning to end, Han Chuan didn't speak, he didn't agree or object.
And Lin Lanyue hugged her boyfriend intimately, the velvet black (color) long dress (hook gou) was drawn with graceful curves, the crystal earrings reflected the light and smiled brightly.
This scene kept playing back in my mind.
Ye Yuqing wanted to rush out for the theory, but when she saw the group of people who laughed at Yan Yan, her feet seemed to freeze.
She is not the type who is good at quarreling with others.
I'm afraid the tears will shed before the words are finished.
Ye Yuqing looked down, and she was still wearing indoor slippers on her feet, which was incompatible with the atmosphere of a star hotel.
Today, the hotel is full of lovers. This is a public place. She doesn't want to be considered a lunatic.
The group of people who watched were walking away talking and laughing, Ye Yuqing put his hand on the (chest xiong) mouth, almost out of breath.
At the end of August, the weather was hot, but she seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar.
The coldness drilled up from the soles of the feet and spread to the limbs and limbs a little bit. In the glass door, the light of the crystal chandelier in the hall became dazzling.

The welcoming guest standing at the door hesitated for a while, and asked anxiously, "Miss, how are you?"
"Thank you, I'm fine."
Ye Yuqing raised her eyes, she stood up slowly, her calf was a little numb, and it took several seconds to get over.
The conversation of the group of people whirled in my mind,
Han Chuan was her senior. The two had known each other at university and met again after graduation.
She liked each other, so when Han Chuan confessed, Ye Yuqing felt very lucky.
Not everyone has the luck to find someone who likes and likes himself in the vast crowd.
Ye Yuqing still remembered that on that heavy rainy day, Han Chuan came to pick her up and tilted the umbrella to her side. The pouring rain wetted half of his shoulder and hair, but he held her tightly in his arms. He would also squat down to tie her shoes.
So are these all fake?
But since Han Chuan doesn't like her, why do these things?
Ye Yuqing really didn't understand.
She thought it was her boyfriend who cheated, but now it seems that the two have been together a long time ago, long before she and Han Chuan confirmed the relationship.
After all, Han Chuan's group of friends, it is no surprise that he and Lin Lanyue are close, as if he is an outsider.
So, only she does not know?
What is she then?
Ye Yuqing closed her eyes.
When Lin Lanyue returned to China two months ago, Han Chuan invited her to dinner and brought her as his girlfriend.
That girl knows that two people are lovers, can she still have no complaints?
This is unreasonable, how can she bear it?
Ye Yuqing's head hurts the more he thinks about it, as if to explode.
She turned around and walked out with one foot and one shallow.

On the annual Tanabata Festival, the air is full of love, warm and sweet.
The signal lights at the crossroads in the city center were also changed into "heart-shaped" as appropriate.
In the morning, the light symbolizing sweetness maxed out the circle of friends.
Ye Yuqing looked up at the heart-shaped lamp.
Ten seconds later, the red light changed to green (color).
She wondered, does this mean that life might turn green in the next second?
If so, then this light is very predictive (sexual xing).
She was in a daze and didn't notice the steps under her feet. She stepped on the empty space with her right foot and slammed down on the sidewalk.
There was still the heat left by the daytime exposure on the road. I didn't know if it was hurt by the fall or uncomfortable. Ye Yuqing's tears came out after a long time of restraint.
She was so sad all around so busy.
Ye Yuqing felt unbearably sad, her knees and elbows hurt, as if all her strength had been emptied, and it hurt everywhere. She lay on the ground and did not get up immediately.
After ten seconds, she felt that something was wrong, why didn't there be good-hearted passers-by to help herself?
She didn't notice that she just fell in front of a Lamborghini.
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In the car.
Harry turned his face and asked the man next to him uncertainly: "I'm sure I didn't hit her, what's the matter?"
The man in the suit and leather shoes was a little impatient. He pressed his eyebrows, but his voice was silent: "Go and ask her if she wants to go by herself, or I will call a lawyer to negotiate."
"Ok."
Harry opened the door, walked over to squat and asked, "Miss, have you got any injuries?"
The handsome blond and blue-eyed guy walking down the sports car increased the crowds of passersby.
What's the matter, this is still an international dispute?
Ye Yuqing was embarrassed to stand up immediately, keeping her brain on the ground running fast, thinking about what to do.
Seeing the lively passers-by, they started talking in a low voice.
"Is it because my leg broke?"
"so poor."
"Dying so young."
"She is Thuja, who missed her hand and threw herself to death."
? ? ?
Ye Yuqing was dumbfounded, and she fell down. How could she think she was a thrush?
Does he look like a corpse? Shouldn't...
"Someone has notified the front duty booth, and the traffic police will be here soon!" a passerby said loudly.
Ye Yuqing: "...?!"
She turned her ears to listen, there was a vague whistling siren, and then she jumped from the ground in the next second.
At this moment, it seemed as if blood had poured into her face instantly, she ignored her aching knees and elbows, stepped on slippers, and ran forward without saying a word.
What a shame!

Li Che looked at the disappearing back with a blank face, and withdrew his gaze, his voice did not fluctuate and said, "Go."
Thinking of that timid face, tears flowed really, but unfortunately I was too timid to grasp the best time, (body shen) fell down before his body touched the car.
Oh, the craftsmanship of Thu Porcelain is too bad.
Harry looked up at the indicator light and joked with a smile: "Wow, the Qixi Festival signal lights are all love. Perhaps this is a sign, Mr. Li, your peach blossom luck is coming, and the iron tree is blooming!"
Li Che looked up and snorted, not going to chat with him.
The cool sound of the sports car faded away, and the champagne (color) Lamborghini drove into the hotel on the corner of the street.