Chapter Fourteen

Cheng Yan tried his best to finish his work before the morning of the 14th, and deliberately vacated the whole afternoon and evening. ()

On Valentine's Day, the company was filled with an indescribable pink atmosphere. Hands came and went, with gifts and cards of all kinds. It's all the heartfelt expressions of the fans who love and don't expect anything in return. Cheng Yan rarely received such treatment in the past, but since Daisy Silver Fir was broadcast, letters have been sent to the company continuously.

After the two actresses received a large bouquet of flowers, another bouquet of roses was delivered.

The bouquet was so big that the entire upper body of the person holding it was covered, so he could only lift his head and shout loudly: "Cheng Yan! Cheng Yan!"

When Cheng Yan leaned out of the conference room, he saw a large bouquet of flowers rushing towards him. He quickly opened his arms to catch them, and rudely pulled them into the door. When the bouquets swiped across the door frame, a few of them fell off. Although he avoided all kinds of attention in the corridor, he turned around and was greeted by all the gazes in the conference room.

Teacher Yang smiled calmly, with a look of understanding in his heart. The others were not so calm. The first to speak was Shen Leming.

"Wow! Senior's meal is really good, it's a big deal!" He smiled and rushed forward, looking for the card among the roses, "Hey, there is no card, did it fall?"

Cheng Yan has long been discerning and stuffed the card into his pocket: "There is always this kind of weirdo."

The famous general Shen Le smiled suspiciously and no longer asked.

The role of Longchenghou in Bie Canglong was given the name of Shen Le. () He is a model, tall and thin, with a very photogenic face, and the company just signed him last year. Teacher Yang had vaguely hinted before that Daisy's drama company originally intended for Shen Leming.

I am afraid that Shen Leming has also heard about this, but this cooperation is still very enthusiastic to Cheng Yan, and there is no unpleasantness at all. Much stronger than that Lin Yinqi, who was full of joy and anger on his face.

Cheng Yan waited until he was alone before taking out the card.

There are only printed love words on it, and no other words and signatures.

When he saw Xia Shaoqian in the afternoon, Cheng Yan thanked him first and said, "That bunch of flowers is really too big."

Xia Shaoqian asked back, "Is it big? The secretary ordered it for me."

Cheng Yan only thought that he was cute and candid sometimes. After thinking about it, he said, "The women in the company have never received such a big bouquet, and they all asked me who sent it."

The company's sudden praise of him is enough to provoke imagination, and he doesn't want to give people room for reasonable speculation.

Even Fangfang was taken aback, but her thoughts went to the other extreme, she said that sending such a large bouquet of flowers without signing her name was rather like a pervert like a stalker.

Xia Shaoqian didn't get Cheng Yan's favor with his first Valentine's Day gift, but he was not in a hurry, there was a second gift.

"I'll take you for an iris scan."

Cheng Yan is inexplicable. Xia Shaoqian explained: "My residence in the city, I need to scan my iris to enter. Scan the database, and you can come and go freely in the future."

After he finished speaking, he took out the gift box, Cheng Yan opened it, and there was a key inside.

Cheng Yan imagined himself opening the car window and then throwing the key out super unethically and hitting anyone who would be unlucky. But Xia Shaoqian stared at him, his eyes so heavy that he couldn't move, as if he was waiting for his acceptance speech.

"This……"

It was too serious and too heavy, and it was even more than 108,000 miles away from the position he imagined. And the tie he was going to give away couldn't come out. If accepted, is it considered cohabitation? Semi-cohabitation? Cheng Yan had too many thoughts, and after being silent for a long time, he whispered, "I'm sorry, I want to think about it..."

In fact, he wanted to ask Xia Shaoqian to think about it.

As soon as I said it, I felt like I was taking Joe, and quickly said: "Actually, I'm very happy, so happy, really."

Xia Shaoqian immediately said, "Don't refuse if you're happy. I'll take you to see it, you'll like it."

After speaking, regardless of the driver in front, he held down Cheng Yan and kissed.

The house is the top floor of the building. The moment the elevator door opened, Cheng Yan felt his knees go weak and almost didn't kneel down for Xia Shaoqian. Because the scene in front of him is really amazing - the glass wall on the left hand side is nearly 50 meters long, and people are like floating in the air for a moment. People with fear of heights can be directly stunned when they pull over.

Transparent and huge, even though the doors and windows are closed, Cheng Yan still feels the wind. The staircase leading to the second floor consists of steel plates and threaded steel bars. Compared to the rustic interior of the last villa, it's SF-style.

Xia Shaoqian told him to go up the stairs.

Upstairs there is a swimming pool and a helicopter landing point. The swimming pool was dry, exuding a strange desolation.

It was still cold and gloomy, and the wind was blowing, and the clouds seemed to be pressing overhead. Standing there, Cheng Yan really felt a doomsday atmosphere.

The big devil is still waiting for his praise: "How is it? It's very comfortable, right?"

"Very... Shocking."

Maybe Xia Shaoqian is used to it, but he was really shocked, and even the troubles just now seemed to become small.

The two couldn't help but lean against each other at the highest point. Xia Shaoqian leaned against the railing side by side with him and gently kissed his ear. Cheng Yan couldn't help but ask: "You seem to like this kind of..."

"Which?"

"Transparent, glass replaces the wall, you can see the outside." Cheng Yan thought that the third floor of the house in the suburbs was made of glass, and here it is. Even in the hotel, Xia Shaoqian also liked the large floor-to-ceiling windows that could see the night scene.

"It's better if there is no glass, and no barrier is the best."

"Can it still be called a house? It's just a shed..." Cheng Yan smiled.

"Well," Xia Shaoqian rubbed the tip of his nose behind his ear, "by the sea... build a shed, and you don't need to wear clothes. No one..."

Cheng Yan finally turned to his side, raised his head and entangled his lips.

The wind was stirring among the standing concrete jungle, and the sound was so loud that it was heart-pounding, as if this place was a paradise.