The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

The key to Chapter 575 is that the man’s face is not very good.

The warmth of the season saw Qin Shiting’s comments, and he knew that he should be busy at the moment and had time to speak. So he sent a message to Qin Shiting, and simply asked about gastroenteritis and fever. Then It’s also a simple one.

After putting down the phone, it was less than half an hour, and the phone of Mo Jingshen was called.

She has not kept the number of Mo Jingshen in it, and has not survived since returning to China.

The warmth of the season saw that the string on the mobile phone did not need to exist in the address book, and the number that had already been familiar with it was picked up.

The voice of the man came: "Is the exhibition over?"

"Not yet, probably an hour."

"Ok."

In the warm season, he heard the tone of his words like gold, and looked at the quiet crowd around him. He lowered his voice and said, "I am not very convenient to answer the phone. You have to call me to tell me?"

The man said faintly: "Look ahead, right front."

The season was warm, and he raised his eyes and looked in the direction he said. He first saw the stands of the exhibition, then turned to the right and turned his head. Suddenly he saw a man in a black suit standing on the side of the booth and would not attract attention. Rest area.

Seasonal warmth: "..."

When did the man come over?

It’s not that I have to open today, so let Xiaohu accompany her, and then go to him again? How come he will come to the exhibition hall?

And Mo Jingshen can stand there, obviously the people here recognize him, dare not stop, but there is no place to sit here, so the door on the side of the stand is opened, let him go there. Look at the booth from the distance.

But apparently the man did not want to see the meaning of the booth, but instead looked at her in a direction through a small crowd.

The key point is that the man's face is not very good looking, especially when he sees that he is sitting next to her because of his physical discomfort. His head is close to Mr. Vinse on her side, and the face of Mo Jingshen is even more cold. It is.

I noticed that the warmth of the season was sitting next to me. It was originally good. Suddenly it seemed to be some subtle changes in emotions. Mr. Vinse was closest to her, because the position of the ink station was behind the light, and it could not be seen clearly. So I looked at the direction of the booth and looked at her: "What are you looking at?"

The warmth of the season is calm: "Nothing." It feels like he was talking a little bit weak, so he turned and said: "I just asked a doctor's friend, he said that you have a fever caused by gastroenteritis, it is best to go to the hospital to see If it is serious, it will be treated in the hospital for two days. It can't be so hard."

Mr. Vinse smirked: "Well, if you are still not good after two days, I will go and see."

"Now that you have a fever, do you have to wait until you are finished? It is best to leave the exhibition hall for a while."

Mo Jingshen stood in the distance and saw the warm season. He was talking to the man beside him and talking very seriously. His face gradually became gloomy.

From the moment he just came in, he saw the two men sitting together. The little woman who was looking at her on the weekdays was always smiling at the man who used to go to London in front of her for three years. A circle of friends was specially made for this man.

The exhibition has reached an important time period. The people who are explaining on the stage also talked about important places. The warmth of the season is re-cast to the booth. No one has seen it. After the exhibition area in this part is finished, the booth and the front are big. The model and picture on the screen were replaced with other ones. She looked down and looked at the phone. After watching it for a while, she thought that the ink was deep. The eyes were lifted again, but they stood next to the booth. The man in the dark has disappeared.

The warmth of the season is a meal.

Is there something, so go away?

She regained her gaze and continued to see the booth. After seeing it for a few minutes, she sat in the left hand position and the person in charge of the Greentown Group got up and went to the bathroom. After a few minutes, someone came back and sat next to her.

The warm season didn't pay much attention at the beginning, because the exhibition hall is now dimly lit except for other places on the stand, but suddenly there is a sense of familiarity around him, with some kind of clear and stressful gas. The field made her look over the head and first looked down at a pair of long legs wearing black trousers. The eyes were a little bit up. The black shirt and the blazer on the side continued to move upwards, unlocking two or three buttons. Shirt neckline, belonging to the man's sex. The sense of the clavicle, throat knot, well-defined and clear chin...

Until the sight of the ink on the depths of the ink, the season warmed a moment, his eyes could not help but look at the other side of his side, and then looked at other directions, a face is inexplicable: "This is not Greentown." The seat of the group leader? You sit here, where should he sit after he returns?"

Seeing her reflection afterwards, she still couldn’t find the theme in him. The ink scene was deep and expressionless: “There are quite a lot of people you care about. I asked people to arrange the front row for him. VIP location."

The warmth of the season was "oh", and the sight was taken back. I continued to look at the booth and ignored him.

The surroundings are very quiet. Everyone is quietly talking a few words, and then continue to cooperate with the explanation on the booth to listen patiently. Mo Jingshen did not speak any more, just sitting next to the warm season.

Suddenly, the warm hand on the right hand was covered with a hand. She turned to look at Mr. Vinse sitting on his right. Mr. Vinse turned his side and put it in her ear and said, "Look at the model that is currently on display. This is the overall conceptual model of several European villas that BGY intends to launch this year. Our company intends to promote such residential areas in various cities across the country. How do you feel about the design of these villas?"

Mr. Vinse is not licking the oil, just to talk to the warm season to get her attention and put her hand on her hand, she brings her attention back, but see the warm hand did not move, did not push him away The action, Mr. Vinse did not take his hand off, and of course he continued to cover her hand.

The warm eyes look at the group of architectural models and detailed pictures on the screen that Mr. Vinse said on the current stand. I feel familiar. This is not the BGY that many rich people in the country have particularly admired in the next few years. What are the architectural styles of the Regal Villa area?

I didn’t expect BGY to start promoting and setting these things from now on. I felt like I was stepping on a certain point in history. After I smiled and didn’t speak, I suddenly felt that the pressure on my left side had already been felt. Many people as low as they are around are almost frozen.

She turned her eyes and heard the deep and cold voice of Mo Jing: "Do you usually touch other people and do this when you speak?"

(End of this chapter)