Chapter 134 Miss Liang is truly special
Chapter 134 Miss Liang is truly special
There is a fire hydrant not far from the roadside downstairs from Liang Liangwei's studio, where Yan Zhixu's Bentley is parked.
Every time he rides in this car, it means that Xu Chaofeng is driving, and the latter is currently standing by the back door waiting.
Seeing Liang Liangwei approach, he opened the door, took the toolbox from her hand, and respectfully greeted her, "Hello, Miss Liang, please get in the car."
Liang Liangwei responded with a smile, "Hello, Assistant Xu."
It had been a few days since she last saw Assistant Xu, because Yan Zhixu had been driving her Bentayga by herself for the past few days.
She bent down and looked into the car. Sure enough, the man was sitting inside, looking up at her quietly with a slight smile on his handsome face.
He had a tablet on him, with the screen still lit up, clearly he had been looking at it the whole way.
So busy~
They are also very good at making use of time, and they don't want to waste even a little time on the road.
"Get in the car, what are you looking at?" He parted his thin lips slightly and scolded softly.
Liang Liangwei blinked, not afraid that Xu Chaofeng would overhear, and said frankly and confidently, "To see my boyfriend~ Can't I?"
Sit in.
Xu Chaofeng's hand was on the doorknob. She paused in closing the door, a slight twitch at the corner of her lips. She quickly suppressed a laugh, pretending not to hear it, closed the door, placed her toolbox on the passenger seat, and then returned to the driver's seat.
Yan Zhixu was surprised that she would agree so directly, and was slightly taken aback before smiling.
He turned off the tablet screen, casually tucked it into the storage bag on the front seat, reached out and took her hand, their fingers intertwined.
"How long have you been waiting for me downstairs?"
He had just texted her two minutes ago and she was already there. Without even asking, he knew she must have been downstairs for a while.
Liang Liangwei: "It wasn't long. My hands were a little cold, so I went downstairs to buy a cup of milk tea. You arrived right after I finished drinking it."
He gently stroked her hand, and it did indeed feel warm from having just touched something warm.
"hungry?"
Liang Liangwei: "I just had milk tea, so I'm fine."
Yan Zhixu: "What kind of hunger can milk tea satisfy? The party doesn't start until 7:30. We still need to choose a dress and do your hair and makeup, which will take some time."
He said to Xu Chaofeng in the front seat, "Let's find a restaurant first..."
Before Xu Chaofeng could respond, Liang Liangwei called out, "Wait a minute~ Where are you planning to take me to choose a dress?"
Yan Zhixu: "Of course, it's a brand store in a shopping mall."
Liang Liangwei disagreed, saying, "Going from place to place like this is a waste of time. Your time is precious, don't waste it on these transfers."
Yan Zhixu was surprised to hear her say that, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes. Even Xu Chaofeng in the front seat glanced at her.
Yan Zhixu had to admit that he felt warm inside; he hadn't felt this way in a long time.
He relaxed his brow and said, "We still have time to have dinner with you, so it's not a waste of time. Besides, the party only starts at 7:30 and will last at least two hours, so it's okay if we're a little late."
Liang Liangwei smiled and said, "I just have a better schedule. You can listen to it and see if it's reasonable. If not, then we'll go with what you say."
Yan Zhixu unconsciously smiled and said, "Okay, go ahead."
Liang Liangwei: "The shopping mall you mentioned must have restaurants too. We can go to the mall to eat something first, and then pick out clothes. As for styling, have you forgotten that I am a stylist myself?"
She pointed to the toolbox in the passenger seat: "I have a complete set of professional makeup tools here, why would I need to do any styling? Aren't you just making me ruin my own reputation?"
Yan Zhixu hesitated for a moment, her gaze following the direction the woman was pointing, and then fell silent.
Liang Liangwei added, "After we choose our dresses, I can do my makeup on the way to the party. It's time-saving and convenient—what a great arrangement!"
She shrugged, indicating that it was perfect.
Yan Zhixu was amused by her playful expression and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Liang Liangwei grinned and leaned closer to ask, "Don't you think the arrangement is quite reasonable?"
Yan Zhixu nodded: "Yes, that makes perfect sense."
Liang Liangwei: "Then it's decided?"
Yan Zhixu didn't respond, but simply instructed, "Do as she says, go straight to the mall."
“Yes, President Yan,” Xu Chaofeng replied.
He couldn't help but look at Liang Liangwei again.
Miss Liang is truly special; she's considerate and intelligent, and she always finds ways to share Mr. Yan's burdens. No wonder she can hold onto a man's heart so firmly.
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Le Peier and Lin Yi watched Liang Liangwei walk towards the roadside parking spot, their eyes filled with resentment.
"This woman, we've tried everything to reason with her, but she's completely unyielding. She's just a stylist, not irreplaceable, so what's she acting all high and mighty about?"
Lin Yi stared at Liang Liangwei as she walked toward a black luxury car. Being well-informed, she quickly recognized the car as a Bentley.
A young man in a black suit was standing next to the car. When he saw Liang Liangwei, he opened the back door for her with great respect.
The young man wore gold-rimmed glasses, his hair was meticulously styled, and his refined and handsome appearance seemed somewhat familiar.
She paused for a moment, then suddenly remembered that the assistant who followed Bosch Yan back in Shacheng was this very man.
Could it be that Yan Zhixu is in the Bentley?
She watched as Liang Liangwei got into the back seat, while the toolbox was taken by the assistant and placed in the passenger seat. The assistant then returned to the driver's seat, indicating that there was someone else in the back seat.
So Yan Zhixu is in that car right now?!
A jolt went through her, and as she watched the Bentley drive away, she instinctively grabbed Le Pei'er's hand and said, "Pei'er, really—"
Le Pei'er was startled when her wrist was suddenly grabbed. She clicked her tongue and said unhappily, "What is it?"
Lin Yi: "Did you see the car Liang Liangwei got into?"
Le Pei'er said impatiently, "I saw it, so what?"
Lin Yi: "That car was a Bentley, and the person who opened the door for her was President Yan's assistant. President Yan was sitting in that car!"
Le Pei'er was startled and quickly took a few steps forward to look at the car, but the car had already merged into the traffic and was soon blocked from view.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier!"
Lin Yi: "I just thought that man looked familiar, but by the time I remembered, he had already gotten into his car and driven away."
With a look of pure CP (couple pairing) enthusiasm, Zhenzhen couldn't help but ask, "Could it be true that Sister Weiwei said President Yan is her boyfriend?"
Le Pei'er clenched her fists, her beautiful eyes blazing with fury, and glared at Zhenzhen like knives: "Shut up!"
Zhenzhen shrugged and pouted, looking aggrieved.
Le Pei'er returned to the nanny van, pulled down her mask, and her face turned pale with anger.
Lin Yi wanted to comfort her, but didn't know how to start.
Her phone rang. She picked it up and saw it was her company director calling. She answered it.
"Director Xiang, no, we haven't met this friend yet. We're still trying to figure something out. What?! Really? Okay, send me the address of the party."
Hearing her sudden surprised voice, Le Peier turned to look at her. Seeing that she had hung up the phone, she frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
Lin Yi smiled and said, "Director Xiang said he received news that there is a business cocktail party at Biyun Villa tonight, and President Yan's name is on the guest list. He is asking someone to get an invitation. He will take you to the cocktail party tonight to try your luck and meet President Yan."
Le Pei'er's eyes lit up: "Then I'll go back and prepare right away. You help me prepare the dress and make an appointment with a stylist."
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