“Ye Feng, I bought another cookbook,” Ye Wufeng said excitedly, waving the book as he walked in. Feng had given him a ghostly servant’s hairstyle because he loved her with the dedication of a servant. People who look handsome have the advantage; any hairstyle looks good on them.
“Put it aside for now, I’m doing the accounts, shh.” Her mouth was blocked by his, and her fingers accidentally pressed the wrong key.
“It’s all your fault, distracting me from my work,” Feng pushed him away. “There are so many people outside.”
Outside the office was the bustling shop.
“They can’t see,” he kissed her again. “I’ll make up for it, let me help you with the accounts.”
End
Fengfeng stepped back and sat to one side, watching him enter data into the computer with seriousness, suddenly overwhelmed with emotion. “Wufeng, thank you for loving me so much!” She hugged him, “I’m so lucky!”
“I’m very lucky too.” He whispered softly in her ear. However, his tone changed abruptly, “This time, you’ve really made me lose all my previous efforts!”
“Keep working hard!” Fengfeng smiled mischievously.
He embraced her, kissing her deeply with a smile on his face.
Having you in my life is the greatest fortune of all!
Beijing. A meeting at Qianzhu Club.
“I’m Zhenxuan, please take care of me.”
The department head for personnel, sizing him up, noted his Western-style suit, his tie, and his neatly cut short hair, with a pair of flat glasses perched on his handsome nose. Could this man really be the drummer from the once-famous band Fengshen? The only thing that hadn’t changed much was his still handsome face and those distinctive blue-black eyes.
Sure, I’ll work harder! To be a good husband and a responsible father! Thinking of this, Zhenxuan couldn’t help but smile.
Qingjing Academy.
“From now on, being late is considered late,” announced Xiaoshan, the student council president.
“Fellow students, please show your student ID.” Xiaoshan lifted his head and took a deep breath, “Ah!”
“Sorry, I forgot my student ID. I’m Bingqing from Class 2B.” He was dressed entirely in black student attire, with only a buckle missing from his waist, looking as wild as he did in the band.
“Bingqing is here!” This news spread throughout the school, followed by another explosive piece of news from the music room.
“Tian Zhongwenshan…”
Who among the boys and girls didn’t know this man, who played music to a divine level?
“I will be the music teacher for Class 2 this semester, please take care of me.” After putting on his glasses, Wenshan looked even more scholarly. He smiled as he sat in front of the piano. That lazy bug Bingqing must be late again! “Ah, today I’ll make sure he gets to bed early!”
Los Angeles.
A fiery red Ferrari sped along the highway. Zhongqianlin was driving to his date.
The other party was a golden-haired, blue-eyed super hunk, whom Qianlin had found online. He still remembered the chat message and the nickname that had initially attracted him.
“If the world doesn’t allow it, is it definitely wrong? – Eros.”
He found true love, and he was loved in return by the one he loved. Yes, he was very fortunate.
When you truly love someone, you don’t consider so many rules. Love knows no right or wrong!
I wish everyone could be fortunate!
