Chapter 121 (1/2)

She looked at the home page, and sure enough, there was microblog software. She went in a little and automatically logged in to Jin Beisen's microblog.

Zhou Manchun felt very excited as if she had opened up a new continent. She hurriedly looked at Jin Beisen's Micro blog, whose name is Kevin. Zhou Manchun thought it might be his English name, which sounds like some native English name.

Jin Beisen has only one Weibo fan. Zhou Manchun is not interested in checking it out. The president of JS international has only one Weibo fan. Is that right? His micro-blog is also very small, just three.

When Zhou Manchun looked at it, the whole person was petrified, and there was a look of consternation on her delicate face.

Since July 14, 2014, every year after July 14, he has sent a sentence: I still love you.

Short four words, but like a strong and powerful tire, hard rolling in Zhou Manchun's heart.

I still love you?

On July 14, 2016, isn't that the Valentine's day she and Jin Beisen met?

Every July 14 is silver, Valentine's day, and this day, for Zhou Manchun, it's like a magic spell.

Zhou Manchun unconsciously presses her hand on her chest. She has a slight dyspnea. Judging from Jin Beisen's microblog, he should have known the girl a long time ago.

I also love your ”return” word, which means that Jin Beisen and the girl have known each other for at least four years. Zhou Manchun doesn't know how they separated, but suddenly she is sad.

The sour and astringent at the tip of her nose can't help it. She looks at his micro blog and her thoughts are in the air.

Zhou Manchun sees Wang Ma coming over. She exits the microblog backstage, sucks her nose, curls up on the sofa with her back to Wang ma.

She didn't want Wang Ma to see her crying, let alone Jin Beisen to know that she was crying for him.

In this era, who hasn't got an old lover? Maybe Jin Beisen has put it down, or maybe it's not Jin Beisen's Micro blog? Zhou Manchun can only comfort his broken mood in this way.

”What's wrong with you, Miss Zhou?” Wang Ma see Zhou Manchun curled up in the sofa, still think Zhou Manchun is where uncomfortable, she quickly walked up to ask.

Zhou Manchun buries her head in the pillow. Her eyes are red, and she doesn't want to see anyone.

”I'm ok, Wang ma. I want to eat egg tarts. Can you make some for me?” Zhou Manchun changed the subject.

”Sure, Miss Zhou. I'll do it right away.” Wang Ma said with a smile.

JS international.

”President Jin, Lin's group let out the wind and said that the land was theirs.” Uncle Zou took a statement and hurried into Jin Beisen's office.

”Is what they say useful? That piece of land belongs to me. No one can argue with me. ” Jin Beisen's cold eyes were full of sinister things, and his sharp, knife like face had a natural King's demeanor. His eyes narrowed slightly and sounded a signal of danger.

”But Lin's side has already paid the deposit. ” Uncle Zou is also an old Jianghu man, he said quietly.

”Don't worry, Tang Junmian doesn't dare not listen to me.” Jin Beisen said confidently, what is their Jin family's position in city a? Who dare to challenge the authority of Jin family?

”What does Tang Junmian mean?”

”Snipe and clam are competing for profits. He wants to fry the price. I'd like to see if he has the ability.” Jin Beisen's thin lips are slightly opened, and his ink eyes are more and more profound.