sand times bring his Yi-Wan back to life Can it bring his child back to lifeCommander Zhou was indeed in the wrong and didn't know what to say.One of the guards couldn't help but say, "We had importan..."Thank you," Ye Zehan nodded lightly.

Then, Mr. David also came in with the contract, a smile of eager ingratiation on his face when he saw them, “Mr. Ye, I assume that our staff has explained the specifics and pricing to you, so should we sign the contract directly”

Upon hearing this, Ye Zehan raised his eyes and cast a cold gaze upon him. "Is this your sincerity in cooperating with me"

"I..."

Mr. David was caught off guard.

Yet Ye Zehan spoke with a firm tone, saying each word deliberately, "I never work with money. If you really want me to endorse your products, then bring them out."

"This..."

"Have an opinion" Ye Zehan's tone was laced with displeasure.

"It's not that, it's just that the product we're pushing this time has some special meaning." Mr. David said so, but he still called over a staff member to bring up the jewelry.

That's it.

Mr. David spoke, then lifted a piece of crimson velvet from the top of the box.

Only a whole set of jewels made of pure gold was seen inside the box. The necklace had the most unique shape, resembling a loving couple reluctantly parting ways.

Yè Zéhán originally had no interest, but after seeing the jewels, his eyes suddenly darkened!

"Who designed this piece of jewelry" he asked in a low voice.

Mr. David didn't expect to be so interested and quickly explained, "The jewelry designer for this piece is actually the CEO of our partner company. This necklace was designed by her for her late husband."

As soon as the words left his lips, a spark of interest flickered in Ye Zehan's eyes.

He reached out and clutched the necklace in his palm, his gaze fixed on it. The more he looked, the more familiar it seemed, but he couldn't place where he had seen it before.

"Doesn't this necklace have a story behind it"

"Mr. Ye, your eyes are truly sharp," Mr. David couldn't help but compliment. "This necklace indeed has a beautiful story behind it. Our cooperating partner this time, the president and her husband, were childhood sweethearts and have a deep and loving relationship."

"After her husband's death, she couldn't bear the blow and was even depressed for a while. It took a long time of treatment to recover. To express her longing for her husband, she handcrafted a set of jewelry in his memory."

Upon hearing this, Ye Zehan's eyes sank abruptly.

Unexpectedly, in this fast-paced era, there is still such a beautiful and sincere love story.

Thinking of this, Ye Zehan took the jewelry in his hand and looked at it intently for several times.

The more he looked, the more he liked it.

"That'll do," he said in a low voice. "I agreed to take this endorsement, hand me the contract."

"Really"

Mr. David was instantly overjoyed, but after a while, he thought of something again and reminded him in a low voice, "However, there's one more thing. Due to the limited shooting conditions on our site, you'll still have to go to China for shooting. What do you think"

Domestic...

Ye Zehan's brows furrowed slightly, "Will I meet the designer of this necklace"

Of course, you'll still be working with her.

"Okay," Ye Zehan replied, "Oh right, what's her name"

"Her name is Yuan," Mr. David said with a smile.

A-wai...

Ye Zehan's eyes suddenly darkened. It sounded nice, but why did he feel a pang of heartache

It's as if he had known this Ayame for a long time.

"Sure," he replied confidently, "Just send me the itinerary."

"Sounds good!" Mr. David replied cheerfully, his heart brimming with joy.

I never expected it to develop so smoothly.

It seems like it's still Wanye, she's really talented!

……

After much discussion, it grew dark.

Ye Zehan then went to have dinner with Mr. David, which was a good opportunity to discuss the specific details of the cooperation. However, social gatherings like this could easily lead to overdrinking if one wasn't careful.

Ye Zehan staggered out of the hotel, before he even reached his car, he saw a beautiful woman standing at the door.

"Zehan..." the woman called out softly.

Ye Zehan pinched the bridge of his nose before finally raising his eyes to look at her, "Milan, how did you get here"

“I heard the staff say you were entertaining here, so I came out to see you immediately.” The woman said as she strode towards him, reaching out to help him up. “Zehan, how could you have drunk so much You really shouldn't, drinking that much will harm your body.”

"It's okay."

Milan sighed softly, "Zehan, let's go back to our own country. Why must we work so hard here"

After finishing his words, Ye Zehan's eyes darkened slightly.

"I won't go back for now," he said in a low voice. "I have to go domestic endorse a jewelry project."

After hearing this, a flicker of panic appeared in Milan's eyes, "Domestic Zehan, aren't you living well there How could you think of returning to China"

"Can't I"

"Of course not!"

Milan flatly refused.

The moment the words left her lips, regret washed over her again.

"Milan, you're acting very strangely." Ye Zehan looked at her with a hint of suspicion in his eyes, and asked in a deep voice, "Why would I go to China, and you'd be so nervous Could it be that you have something you can't say"

"I…" Milan's voice caught in her throat.

For a moment, she didn't know what to say.

Only regretted in private that he was too quick with his words and had no sense of propriety.

"It's nothing, I'm just worried about you. You've never been to China before and don't know anyone there, so I'm afraid you won't be able to take care of yourself..."

"No."

Ye Zehan responded in a low voice, "I'm not a child, I know how to take care of myself."

His tone was resolute, clearly leaving no room for argument.

Milan's eyes drooped, her long eyelashes fluttering. Her palms, which hung on either side of her body, clenched into fists.

If I return home... wouldn't my chances of running into that woman increase

If they met again, would there be any sparks between them

What should she do

Milan bit her lip, pondering for a moment before gently tugging on Ye Zehan's sleeve and saying, "Zehan, I don't really have anything to do anyway, so why don't I go with you"

"No need." Ye Zehan flatly refused, "I'm only going to be gone for a while, not too long. Don't worry about me, and you don't have to come with me."

“...”

Milan was left alone, gritting his teeth.

No.

She can't let Ye Zehan return to China alone!

……

One month later.

The Xiang Group.

The company is busy decorating the venue, with employees carrying flower baskets from their cars one after another and placing them in the hall. tightly. Looking at Menglan who was sleeping on the sickbed, a touch of irritability surged in his chest, and his slender fingers unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt.Damn it.Feng Mu raised his fing...