A Naive Short-tempered Girl

Chapter 259 The Difference Between Like and Love

She ... does she like Qilian Aoyun? Feng Kexin knows that Qilian Aoyun is Yu Aotian's younger brother? Will Feng Chenyi stop her? Did Yu Aotian know that they would break them up?

Inexplicably, Yaoyao's heart became a little uneasy, but ... Once something in love, even if it is obstructed by external forces, it will only deepen the affection for each other. Is it true that you can see the true feelings when you are in trouble?

Perhaps a girl with a sun-like character like Feng Kexin can illuminate Qilian's dark heart.

"Is this why you kept trying to match my brother with you?" Yao Yao smiled lightly.

"Correct!"

"Oh, in fact, you don't need to do this, because I have never had a relationship with Qilian Senior."

"Huh?" Feng Kexin's eyes widened sharply.

"I can't tell you too clearly what's going on here, but I haven't really interacted with Dean Qilian in the strict sense. If you like him, you can slowly pursue him."

"Cut, does Feng Kexin like a person who still uses pursuit?" Feng Kexin once again put on the stance of the queen: "I don't believe it will be too long, Qilian senior will pursue me by myself."

Looking at Feng Kexin, who was confident and slowly, Yao Yao smiled helplessly.

Seriously, she had an inexplicable affection for Feng Kexin from the beginning, although Feng Kexin had troubled her a lot in the late period. But from the nature of Feng Kexin, she still saw a good side. If she is not Feng Chenyi's sister, maybe they will become friends in the future. "I'm leaving now, the wind is sweet."

"Wait! Whatever the purpose of what I said to you just now, but those words are facts!"

Unnecessary, Feng Kexin really doesn't need to prove anything to herself. She would rather she tell a bunch of false things now; Things.

"The wind can ..."

"Yao Yao, no ... bad! Something went wrong !!!" Suddenly, Gong Xiaoman ran anxiously in front of her follower Kexin.

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Bosen Group.

"Mr. Feng, do you have an appointment?" Mo Xuetong intercepted Feng Chenyi at the door of the president's office.

He inserted it into his pocket with one hand: "Trouble you, talk to President Yu, I'll find him something!"

"Sorry, President Yu is working on business, maybe now ..."

"Xue Tong." Suddenly, the door of the president's office opened. Yu Aotian waved to Mo Xuetong and looked at Feng Chenyi with a smile on her face: "Chen Yi, I heard your voice in the office What's the matter, looking for me so urgently? "

"Can you go in and say?" Feng Chenyi said coldly.

Yu Aotian nodded slightly, turned around and walked into the office.

"Lisa, you wait for me at the door."

"Yes, Mr. Wind."

After explaining everything, Feng Chenyi followed into the president's office.

"Sit down." Yu Aotian, sitting on an office chair, pointed to the chair across the desk.

He waved his hand: "I just have something to ask you, Mr. Yu."

"Huh?" Yu Aotian turned his eyes, leaned on the office chair, and smiled, "What's the matter?"

He walked to the desk in a few steps, pondering for a moment, the cold face turned: "Mr. Yu, don't you really mind what I said last night?"

"Oh, Chen Yi, what do you want to say?" Yu Aotian asked inexplicably.

"It's nothing. Actually, it's not because Yao Yao knows me so well, she can tell me not to touch her. If I know, you have already had a relationship, how did she ask me, me last time? Nor should she be merciful to her men, sigh. "Feng Chenyi sighed in regret, and her deep eyes met Yu Aotian's eyes with a subtle smile.

Later, he turned and walked out of Yu Aotian's office ...

Oh, it's a shame.

Standing at the door of the office, Feng Chenyi laughed at himself, apparently because of the misunderstanding he had planted, and now only one day later he came to resolve the misunderstanding. In fact, think about it, and use this misunderstanding to make Yu Aotian and Yao Yao Wouldn't it be better if the conflicts intensified?

can……

When he saw the wound on Yaoyao ’s forehead, the feeling of heartache was not described in words. They had been together for so many years, let alone hit her, he could n’t bear to push her, but Yu Aotian And again and again hurt Yaoyao! Damn it! !! !!

With a fist in the palm of his hand, he had a somber face, and secretly said, "Yu Aotian, this is my last time ... concession !!!"

Many people want to know what is the difference between love and like.

So God sketched a picture. A little boy walked to the rose garden and couldn't help but lament the ‘beautiful rose’. He stepped on it and could n’t help it.

In another picture, a little boy walked to the rose garden and looked at the roses full of eyes. He smiled slightly, picked up the shower and fertilizer and began to take care of these roses.

This is the difference between love and love.

Like is blindly asking, leaving you as your own, as long as you get it; and love is blindly giving, taking care of it, even if you belong to someone one day, you will be watching you from afar ...

Inside the office.

After Feng Chenyi finished speaking those words, Yu Aotian already understood his intentions. However, the first thing in his mind to think of was Li Meiyun's words ...

‘Oops, oops I really want to see what kind of woman his ex-girlfriend is? Even received Feng Chenyi's heart. ’

'how? Do you start thinking about your ex-girlfriend again? ’

'Ah. Meiyun, can't you not know what I want of a woman? ’

‘Maybe Feng Chenyi has never touched his ex-girlfriend? ’

'how is this possible? Feng Chenyi is a normal man. ’

‘Hum, sometimes, the more you love, the more you do n’t want to touch them! ’

At that time, he had always doubted the words of Li Meiyun, but now Feng Chenyi seems to have confirmed all this himself.

The more you love, the more unwilling to touch them? Hmm ... it's really incomprehensible.

Deep eyes slowly cast into the position of the floor-to-ceiling window, Yu Aotian touched his pocket, and pulled out the necklace that was given to Yaoyao as a birthday gift.

Yesterday, due to Feng Chenyi's excessive actions, the chain of the necklace had broken, and Yu Aotian picked it up and kept it in his pocket.

He looked at the necklace in his palm intently, his eyes flashed, and he quickly pressed the call button of the phone.

Soon Mo Xuetong came in. "Mr. Yu, what's the matter?"

"Xue Tong, please help me get this necklace repaired ..."

"Autumn !!!" Suddenly, the door of the office was pushed open from the outside, and Han Liyun rushed in with a somber look: "No, something happened!"

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