Chapter 1963 Don't Think About It, Never Forget It (Sixty-Nine)

Su Yan looked at Mi Xiaoyuan's back, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

She said that one day with him was better than ten years of reading, so why not him? After being in contact with her for 24 hours, he walked out of fantasy and understood the essence of emotion and life.

...

The plane at 3:30 arrived in Kyoto at 5:30. After leaving the airport, Su Yan looked at the sky. There was no blue sea and the sky was not so blue.

He came out from the VIP passage with his light luggage.

Behind him was an unknown big star, and many young girls were waiting with signs and flowers.

"Azhe..."

Before Su Yan could leave his mouth, suddenly a large group of people rushed over and brushed past him.

He was pushed back a few steps, it was very noisy, and he frowned in displeasure.

Squeezing out, the clothes on his body were a little messed up, he lowered his head and tidied them up as he walked.

Looking up again, a familiar figure came into his eyes, and he was slightly taken aback.

The other party didn't seem to expect to meet him, and a look of surprise flashed across his delicately made-up face.

It was just an accidental glance, after the two stared at each other, they both looked away.

Su Yan raised his foot and continued to walk forward, and the other party did the same. The sound of high-heeled shoes 'thumping' reached his ears, and the tip of his heart trembled uncontrollably.

He raised his foot, stopped, and just rubbed shoulders with her. He was about to turn around when a tall figure ran over in front of him.

"Ting, there is no orange juice, only watermelon juice."

A muscular foreign man, holding a glass of ice-cold watermelon juice, ran towards the woman beside him.

Su Yan stepped out and walked towards the exit.

The afterglow of the setting sun reflected on his face, as if coating his handsome face with a layer of gold. The car was driving at a constant speed. He looked out of the window, and the scenery beside the road flashed through his black eyes. .

Maybe the next street corner, the next stop, the scenery will be even better...

...

half year later.

'Tuk tuk tuk'

Su Yan still buried himself in the pile of work every day, when there was a knock on the door, he answered without raising his head, "Come in."

The frosted glass door opened, and a petite girl walked in. Her clean and immature face did not match her black formal attire, but her clean temperament could be controlled by any attire.

Holding a white envelope in her hand, she walked towards Su Yan, "Boss Su."

Mi Xiao walked up to Su Yan, she reached out and handed over the white envelope in her hand.

Su Yan glanced at the envelope and was taken aback for a moment, then he raised his head to look at Mi Xiao's face with a smile on his face, "What does this mean?"

Mi Xiao said in a crisp voice: "I set up an ice skating rink in our hometown city."

"I've become my own boss." Su Yan put down the pen in his hand, and leaned back lazily.

He looked at Mi Xiao with a smile on his face, a faint smile without any color.

Mi Xiao smiled and said, "Do what you like to do."

"I have the opportunity to support you." Su Yan happily reached out and took the resignation letter from Mi Xiao.

Mi Xiao nodded gratefully to him, "Thank you, Mr. Su."

Su Yan pouted, "I said before, all the opportunities are obtained through your own hard work."

"President Su, I wish you all your wishes come true, and good luck." Mi Xiao made a good luck gesture to Su Yan.

The two did not exchange too many pleasantries, and the farewell ceremony was extremely dull, just goodbye.

...

During the Spring Festival, the sound of firecrackers is endless.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Ming Ancheng's family came to Yan's house, and Xuxu and the others had already finished their meal, sitting on the sofa making dumplings and watching the Spring Festival Gala.

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