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    The curator held on tenaciously for a while and finally surrendered.

    "I'm tired of this relationship recently, and I wanted to get together and break up, but that guy is not up to par, and he doesn't want to live or die." The curator frowned, "Then, I casually said that he had the ability to successfully apply for the position of Feng Jian Company.  , let's continue - Xiao Yunyun, I already knew what kind of person Feng Jian is, I will be responsible for going through the back door, and you will be responsible for giving him your resume. If Feng Jian refuses, everyone will be happy."

    Wan Yun glanced at him: "Are you tired of the curator again?"

    "What do women know? My whole life has been dedicated to art. It's just feelings that don't matter, so I'll give them up as soon as I can. Besides, isn't Feng Jian the same kind of person?"

    Wan Yun said lightly: "What kind of person? Feng Jian is much cleaner than you."

    "Nonsense, he is not as charming as me. Besides, even a ghost can see that Feng Jian takes business matters more seriously than private matters. If one day he chooses between family and company, everyone knows who Feng Jian will choose!"

    After finishing his quick talk, the curator remembered who he was facing and rubbed his hands in embarrassment.

    "Hey, hey, that's what I'm saying. Feng Jian, he, well, he is actually a bit stubborn. So, if Feng Jian initially identifies someone, he will definitely not change it until his death. Don't worry, Xiao Yunyun, he  I won¡¯t abandon you¡ª¡ª¡±

    Wan Yun was silent for a moment, and then said calmly: "The person Feng Jian originally identified seems to be Jin Jin."

    After that, I forgot what the curator was talking about. Anyway, he quickly ignored the topic and didn't even mention the matter of applying for the job.

    Wan Yun followed the thoughts that came along the way. What would happen if Wan Jin decided to "take Feng Jian back"?  From Feng Jian's point of view, marrying Wan Jin is naturally more troublesome than marrying Wanyun, but divorce is definitely a big trouble.

    Wan Yun doesn¡¯t know whether she is the pure person in Feng Jian¡¯s eyes, or whether she is a permanent trouble.  Just suddenly recalling that Feng Jian knew that he was married to her, the man instantly frowned and had a look of shock and disgust on his face.

    Very impressive.

    Wan Yun¡¯s living environment and past experiences, those concealments, lies, hypocrisy and subterfuge have never stopped.  Now, there is finally someone who hates this as much as she does. The only regret seems to be that she is also on his list of hypocrisy that he scorns.

    When I went downstairs with the curator to fax, I saw an unexpected two people chatting in the lobby.

    Feng Jian was leaning on the sofa.  He held a resume in his hand and was looking at the person in front of him thoughtfully: "What's your name?"

    "Ah, Adri, Riyaan, uh, uh, De Klein."

    "Foreign name?"

    "adrien.de.klyin, uh, no, it should be e, klyein." The other party thought, "It should be spelled like this."

    "From now on, I'll call you Adri¡ª¡ª"

    "Ah, Adrian De, De Klein."

    "I'll call you Adrien¡ª¡ª"

    "adrien.de.klyin." The other party stammered, and then said sincerely and emotionally, "Actually, it's up to Mr. Feng to name it whatever you want. Just like the curator, you can also call me Xiaoke affectionately."

    "Then I'll call you Adri¡ª¡ª"

    "Uh, Adri, Li, Yaan De. Kline. The name my parents gave me is too long"

    The curator ran towards them in three steps and two steps at a time.

    When the foreigner saw them, his blue eyes were shining, and his arms covered with golden hairs hugged the curator: "Hu! Good news! Mr. Feng has accepted me! From now on, I will prove to you my ability to work!"

    The curator was hugged so hard that his eyes bulged and he couldn't say a word.  When the foreigner wanted to continue the face-to-face salute, the curator kicked him away and asked Feng Jian: "Why did you really hire him?"

    Feng Jian didn't take it seriously: "Your boyfriend said that he would not be paid any salary for half a year and could use it as an internship. So I agreed, just as a favor to repay you for the free ticket."

    The curator stared at him for a long time and suddenly said: "Why are you asking Xiaoke's name back and forth?"

    Feng Jian said casually: "It's rare to meet someone with such a long name who can't even pronounce his own name clearly, so I asked him to say everything he could."

    While they were talking, Wan Yun slowly walked closer, not approaching or talking to each other.

    The curator turned his head and couldn't help but get angry: "Li Wanyun, I have tolerated you for many years, why do I still have to tolerate your husband now?"

    He pushed her over with just enough force.

    Wan Yun lost her balance and fell forward. Feng Jian helped her steady and frowned at the curator.

    "Why are you here?" Wan Yun said softly.

    Feng Jian said: "Your mother has reserved a seat at the restaurant.Ask me to pick you up and you don¡¯t need to go home for dinner tonight.  "

    Wan Yun was silent for a moment, and then said: "Wait for me for a moment, and I will get something else."

    Feng Jian nodded: "Is it convenient for you? I just have something to say to you, please find a quiet place."

    The curator watched the two people leave, turned around and frowned at the foreigner and said, "Every time I'm in front of these two people, I feel like I'm a burden."

    Xiaoke shook his hand: "They have a harmonious relationship, just like us, we are enjoying our days."

    The curator sneered and said sadly: "Besides your face and your good skills in bed, what other advantages do you have?"

    The other party said confidently: "a heart that loves you!"

    The curator said impatiently: "The last thing I need is others loving me."

    Wan Yun, who had already walked away, seemed to hear this and couldn't help but turn his head and smile at the curator.  Her smile was different from the usual indifference and coldness, it was extremely beautiful and clear.

    The two people behind her could not help but be stunned and looked at her blankly.

    "I really should have brought a camera." As a professional habit, the foreigner made a square shape with his index fingers and thumbs, and said regretfully, "I should have taken a photo, Miss Li is so beautiful."

    The curator didn¡¯t answer.

    After a moment, he suddenly said: "You said, Feng Jian accepted you into the company, did he really buy my favor? It's just a few acquaintances, how can I have such a big favor?"

    The foreigner looked at him puzzled.

    The curator said quietly: "I think Feng Jian is in love with me."

    Along the winding corridor, Feng Jian accompanied Wan Yun to the upper floors of the art museum.  During the climb, he had been following Wan Yun slowly, not wanting to walk side by side.

    Wan Yun was clearing away the clutter on the table when he suddenly heard the other party say: "Have you been staying up late these days?"

    She looked over and saw that the coffee machine next to the table kept the light on, but she didn't have time to throw away the coffee grounds.

    Feng Jian said impatiently: "You dare not go home? Li Wanyun, now you are the mistress of the mountain villa. Don't be so cowardly and let others turn against you and occupy the magpie's nest."

    It was the first time Wan Yun heard someone describe herself like this, and she couldn't help but laugh: "The male owner of the villa has escaped. How can I dare to make important decisions alone?"

    Feng Jian snorted coldly: "I don't care at all. But if I make the decision to attack someone, I will definitely drive away your mother, your sister, your nanny, and your dog. Then you will be in a weird mood."

    Wan Yun smiled again and said: "Too ruthless. By then, only you and me will be left in the villa, and we will even hate each other."

    Feng Jian just spoke, but he didn¡¯t think much about it.  At this moment, Wan Yun was joking like this casually, but he suddenly fell silent, and it was hard to tell what he was thinking on his face.

    Wan Yun raised her head in his silence and found that Feng Jian was also looking at her.

    "Why did Wan Jin come back suddenly?" He said lightly, "What did she mean by what she said that day?"

    The day has finally arrived.

    Wan Yun smiled bitterly, she was not afraid of admitting it.  Even if she doesn't fight, she's not so weak as to run away from her past.  However, he concealed it subconsciously and did not take the initiative to tell the past. Perhaps he just did not want to damage the relationship between the two that was already on thin ice.

    Besides, where to start¡ª¡ª

    Feng Jian continued to frown and said: "What did she catch you and Zhou Yu for?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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