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In the morning, Huo Tingchen was woken up by the sound of chaos downstairs.

He put on a nightgown and went downstairs. Hearing the noise coming from the kitchen, he went over to have a look.

Shang Xue is wearing an apron and frying things in a hurry. Huo Tingchen looks at the black ball in the pot and goes directly to turn off the fire and pulls her out of the kitchen.

"If you don't have this kind of atmosphere, don't make trouble!"

Shangxue pouted her lips and said, "I think it's very easy for my aunt to do it. How can I get there so hard? You see, your hands are all burned

Huo Tingchen looked at her make a fuss and said without expression, "you didn't cry out pain when you were shooting to hang Wei Ya. Can't you stand this burn? If you want to be coquettish, you will find the wrong person

Shang Xue saw his proud face, raised his hand to him and said, "Hello! Huo Tingchen, you are not my boss now, but my husband! Would you please make yourself a little bit more like that

She didn't need to sit down on the sofa! Besides, I don't want to cooperate with you at home

Hearing what he said so ruthlessly, Shang Xue whispered, "I haven't heard that your ex-wife is good at cooking, so I want to learn it!"

Huo Tingchen's cold voice came again, "do you still have an advertisement to shoot today? Are you still going? "

Shang Xue sat down beside him, blinking a pair of electric eyes and looked at him, "Huo Tingchen, when you look at me, are you really not moved?"

She is now the dream lover of hundreds of millions of teenagers, the face of an angel, the figure of the devil. She stands in front of him every day, but he thinks that she is a man and has no idea at all.

Shangxue was a little unconvinced. She had once climbed onto his bed to seduce him. However, Huo Tingchen calmly drove her out of bed and warned her that their cooperation would be terminated if they made such a mischief.

Shangxue deliberately close to him, listening to his breathing sound stable, no trace of disorder, she did not know whether to cry or laugh.

"Well, I'm relieved to see you're in such a state of mind!"

"We will finish all the notices this month, and we can concentrate on the wedding next month." Shangxue said and blinked, looking at him, "you won't repent?"

Huo Tingchen this just raised eyelid to look at her, thin lip faintly vomited out two words, "can't!"

Shang Xue smiles with satisfaction, "then I'll go first!"

Seeing her skipping away like a child, Huo Tingchen was in a trance. She sometimes gave him the illusion of deja vu.

Huo Tingchen shook his head, got up from the sofa, went to the kitchen to deal with the mess left by Shang Xue, made himself a cup of coffee, and drove to the company after drinking it.

He was dressed in a silver gray suit and a light pink tie. When he entered the office gracefully, ten stepped on the spot to give him a report on his work schedule today.

"Ten o'clock high-level meeting, the editor in chief of time magazine will invite you to dinner at noon, and there will be a charity dinner in the evening!"

"By the way, the emperor's general manager Shang has always asked his secretary to make an appointment and would like to meet you..."

"Push it! Let's just say that my schedule and the itinerary have been arranged to the next month, and let him make another appointment next month! " Huo Tingchen said without expression.

"Good!" Ten nodded. "Then I'll go out first!"

"Wait, what's the news from the hospital?" It has become a habit for Huo Tingchen to ask about fan Lingtian every day.

"Mr. Fan is the same as before!" Ten then added, "no one has visited except Mr. Ji!"

Huo Tingchen waved to him. He did not know what kind of news he wanted to hear. He was not only expected, but also expected someone to appear.

Huo Tingchen picked up the calendar at hand and looked at it. Today is May 12th. His wedding ceremony is scheduled for June 30th.

………

In London, Rose Manor

when she was cutting flowers in the courtyard on the eve of the summer, she heard the saxophone sound coming from the next door. She quickly put down her scissors and ran to the vineyard next door.

Not far away is a large vineyard. It is Mr. Venice's winery. When you are free in summer, you like to run here, pick grapes and make wine with Venice.

"Hey, Miss seven, I haven't seen you for a few days! I miss you so much Mr. Venetian is a middle-aged man with a long beard. He is much older than the summer Chinese Valentine's Eve. He has been regarded as an imaginary rival by Lu Jiannan.

Mr. Venice is very knowledgeable and has many travel experiences. He is still a Christian. He likes to chat with him in the summer Qixi Festival.

"Lu Jiannan didn't embarrass you, did you?" Xia Qixi is still worried these two days. I didn't hear him play saxophone. I thought Lu Jiannan did something to him.

"No, he asked me to sit in his castle! I talked to him about life's ideal

Xia Qixi wants to laugh at the thought of that picture. Lu Jiannan is a very impatient person. He must be unable to bear Mr. Venice's wordiness, so he will let him go.When he finished his song, Xia Qixi gave him a big hand.

Mr. Venice can play many kinds of musical instruments. On the eve of the seventh day of the summer, men sometimes play the flute and play the piano very charming.

"By the way, I have some sad news to tell you! I'm going to sell this vineyard and open a winery in Bordeaux

"Why?" Summer Qixi some accident, "can't Lu Jiannan threaten you?"

"No! It's my own decision! I want to grow grapes in another place and make the best wine! Don't worry, I will send it to you when I make my own satisfactory wine! "

Mr. Venice is going to lose his mood when he hears the news of Tanabata.

Mr. Venice comforted her like a kind elder, "life is always challenging. If you want to really overcome yourself, you have to overcome psychological obstacles and face it bravely."

In fact, I am also hesitant to return to my hometown

"Little girl, when you are hesitant about something, you already have the answer in your heart! There are people you can't let go, don't let yourself have regrets again! So, go back Back to the original place, you will find that everything is different... "

"Time is the best proof! No one will remain the same, including yourself... "

After chatting with Mr. Venice, the summer Chinese Valentine's day has the feeling of being full of excitement.

"I can't hear you play saxophone any more. Can I play another one?" Summer Tanabata sat on the grass, when the only audience.

Venice to her blowing a song "the moon represents my heart", that kind of artistic conception is very beautiful, after listening to the summer Tanabata, I also have the answer.