2672: C2672 What Exactly Do You Want

C2672 What Exactly Do You Want

It was 9: 00 when Xie Zecheng came out of the studio, and the studio picked up an apartment renovation design today. He went to see the design and understood the client's wishes, and then he worked overtime to drive the design out.

From noon until now, the design design was finally completed smoothly, but from noon until now, he had not rested for a single moment.

He pressed the center of his brows and exhaustion immediately surged through his entire body.

Xie Zexing lowered his eyebrows and placed his slender fingers under the tap. He allowed the water to flow past him and washed his hands clean.

A few minutes later, Xie Zexing returned to his office.

He went in and picked up his phone to take a look. There was a message from Lin Haoran on it. Before he could reply, there was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Xie."

Xie Zecheng followed the sound and saw that the person outside the door was the security guard on duty.

He slightly nodded, "What's the matter?"

The security guard smiled. "Someone sent you food."

A meal?

Xie Zechang was slightly surprised. The only person he could think of ordering food for him was Lin Haoran.

The security guard took out the food and placed it on his table.

He looked over indifferently. It was a famous restaurant.

His fingers paused. The 'brotherhood' from many years ago told him that Lin Haoran would definitely not order such an expensive meal for him.

He thought for a moment and did not expect it to be a gift from someone. Just as he was about to push it open, his phone rang.

It was Lin Haoran.

Xie Zexian pressed the button and answered. His voice was a little tired: "What is it?"

"Did you see that I sent you WeChat?" Lin Haoran was resting at home. "Nan Miss went to the studio to look for you today, but you were in the studio drawing."

Xie Zecheng did not say anything. Why would Nan Yichun come to find him?

He slightly lowered his eyes and restrained the hidden joy in the depths of his heart. He told himself not to think too highly of himself. Nan Yichun must have come to the studio because of work.

Xie Zecheng restrained the darkness in his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Is there a problem with the design drafts?"

Lin Haoran was puzzled and clicked his tongue, "Why does that kind of beauty like you too? What kind of charm do you have?"

Xie Zecai did not take his words to heart at all. Although he did not know much about relationships, he could also sense that Nan Yichun's past actions were not something a normal business partner should do.

He did not think that Nan Yichun was serious. That bad guy at most thought that he was interesting, that was why he had some interest in teasing him...

Xie Zexing lightly retracted his thoughts and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"No." Lin Haoran said: "But I plan to be your matchmaker. Oh right, she asked me if I can give you food. I said yes, did she give it to you?"

Hearing this, Xie Zexian looked at the bag in front of him for a while and then opened it.

Inside was a note - Mister Xie, remember to eat.

The handwriting was beautiful but messy, with no signature.

So it was a gift from her.1

After hanging up the phone, Xie Zecheng tapped the table lightly with his finger.

Nan Yichun, what exactly do you want?

A few seconds later, Xie Zechuan left the office.

...

The spring night had an indescribable chill. Nan Yichun actually did not have the intention of meeting Xie Ze Xing.

She was just bored. After leaving the studio, she and Chen Xin Yi went to see the new house.

The house was right in front of Xie Zexian's door. She offered a high price, and the original owner was very happy to sign the contract.

After solving the problem of the house, Chen Xin Yi went to a gathering with her other friends. She was fine by herself, but somehow she went to the studio again.

She lowered her head and looked at the time on her phone. It was almost ten o'clock. She didn't know if Xie Zexing's painting studio was finished.

She walked across the street across the studio and waited for the red light to pass. She could still see the lights in the studio that were connected together like a lifeline.

The sound of sirens continuously sounded on the street. Vehicles were bustling and bustling with activity, as if the night had never come.

Nan Yichun shook his feet and listened to the conversation of strangers by his ears.

She was alone. She seemed to be a wandering soul that was wandering outside the world. It was difficult for her to blend in, but she did not feel lonely.

Red light for green light.

She pulled back her wandering thoughts and was just about to walk towards the opposite side.

As the stream of people moved, she raised her eyes and saw the person standing in front of her.

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