Good Morning, Mr. President!

"Guest?" Seeing the other person's eyes staying on herself, the young woman called again.

The other party looked back, and it seemed that he realized that he was rude. But I couldn't help but ask: "Excuse me, what's your relationship with Mr. Nalan's fiancee, Mrs. Naran? Oh, I'm asking too much, but you look really similar.

The woman smiled sweetly, "Mei Ye and I are old friends."

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After three hours.

The banquet officially started.

Houses are lively.

Ye Di stood upstairs and looked down at everything in front of him. In the eyes, there was no trace of gloss.

Even though the whole house was very lively now, he just felt empty everywhere and it was scary.

What is the other world like life and death? Is the injury on her body better? When you get there, can it still hurt? She has always disliked wearing too much clothes, but in another cold world, would it be cold?

Has she drank Meng Po soup? Do you still remember him? Do you know that he is far away, and he has never forgotten her every minute ...

Chest, it hurts.

He gasped hard, sipped the wine and swallowed it.

Tang and Song rushed in from the outside, and angrily grabbed the glass that had grabbed his hand and smashed to the ground, "If you can live another day, you will not be happy, will you?"

"Come on, the banquet will begin soon."

There wasn't even a lot of fluctuations on the night owl, and all the emotions had already been concealed at the moment when the Tang and Song rushed in.

He went out, leaving Tang and Song with a lonely back.

"Rely on! It's getting more and more depressing, and getting more and more boring!" Tang Song hated his indisputable low curse. If I could, I really hate to dig up Bai Suye's grave now, and drag her out of it to save it!

Ye Di is a forbearing person. The day of the accident was his only day of emotional breakdown. When Tang and Song rushed over from the S country, he was completely fainted, but she kept saying her name in her mouth. He closed his eyes tightly, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

Tang and Song never saw him like this, neither did Yu An and Li Shi. At that time, everyone looked uncomfortable. Even Ferrence did not dare to face him with the three words "White Poppy Leaf". It's like a curse. A light touch is fatal pain.

Later, he woke up and faced the funeral, her cold tombstone. Everyone thought he would be crazy, but what was unexpected was that he accepted all this calmly. At least, it was calm on the surface.

Later, Tang and Song knew-he was so calm only because he was going to find her soon. Since then, in a world where there is no dispute or hatred, they can no longer separate and can hold hands together; therefore, he is calm, calm, and begins to yearn ...

Such a night owl is actually extremely cruel.

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"This is a gift to Mr. Fei. A little bit trivial, no respect." Downstairs, the guest handed a picture to the person receiving the gift.

"Thank you Mr. Li. Please come in." The other party greeted Mr. Li to enter.

"That ... I want to ask, where is Mr. Yu An?"

The other person pointed in a direction. The guest saw Yu An, who was busy, and hurried over.

"Mr. Yu."

Yu An turned her face and recognized the other party. "It turned out to be Mr. Li. He came here with a long distance."

Having said that, however, Yu An's attitude was lukewarm. This Mr. Li, he knows that he wants to do business with Ye Ye recently, but the character is not so good, Ye Ye has ignored him. I find him here now, I'm afraid it can't be separated from business affairs.

"Mr. Yu, you're kind, we won't say it anymore. I'm looking for you today. I have something important to talk to you about."

"Sorry, Mr. Li. Today is Mr. Fei's birthday. We have rules. We will never talk about business at the birthday party."

Yu An refused to talk to the other party and turned to leave.

"Mr. Yu, I can only say this once. If you don't listen, maybe you will regret it." Mr. Li straightened his body.

Yu An turned around, looked at him for a while, and then smirked, "Okay, since Mr. Li said so, then I will listen to it. But if this matter is not as important as I think, in the future, Anything you say can hardly come to my ears, let alone our husband. "

The implication is that if I want to cooperate with Ye Di in the future, it is basically 0.

The other side didn't feel panicked, just covered Yu An's ear and said a few words.

Yu An was shocked, almost unable to believe, "You didn't play me?"

"Lend me 10 guts, and dare not talk about it. She looks exactly like Miss Nalan. However, it looks more mature than Miss Nalan, but it's not too many years old. It still seems Students ... "

"How big is it? Students?" Yu An's mind was a cloud of fog. From these two conditions, it wasn't Bai Suye at all. Also, she was buried, how could it be her?

but……

It really looks like Naran, and that means that it looks a bit like Bai Suye.

If she could get her back again, and she would stay beside Ye Ye, maybe Ye Ye could rekindle her confidence in life?

Thinking about this, Yu An was excited. He immediately said, "What about the address? Give me the address of the gallery."

"Mr. Yu, am I doing a great job?"

"I went to see that I did not succeed. If it doesn't look like ..." Yu An's nature was exposed, and his palm was scratched around his neck. "You're dead!"

The other side was so frightened that he didn't dare to say more, and quickly gave the address of the gallery.

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Yu An could not meet Li Shi's questioning, drove directly to the gallery in the city center called 'Dark'. Generally speaking, the names of galleries in cities are actually more artistic, but Dark seems to be darker. Yu Anben thought it was a personality or dark gallery, but the car parked outside, but froze.

He hadn't gone in yet, just watching the paintings hanging on the window from a distance, he sat in the car and didn't come down.

Those are Alex's famous paintings.

Alex is the only painter he knows. Because, ten years ago, when Bai Suye went to see Alex's exhibition, he was always accompanied by him as a bodyguard. Every time, I was always tortured by those incomprehensible paintings, but every time I had to accompany her. He has gone many times. Not only has he got used to it, but he has also been influenced by her 'education' a little, and he can recognize Alex's pen at a glance.