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"What are you going to do? "

Qi Yuan smiled.

He used his phone to take a close-up photo of him and Xia Ling holding hands.

Qi Yuan's hands were slender and handsome. Xia Ling's hands were not that pretty, but her skin was fair.

The two-carat Diamond Ring was low-key but dazzling. The size was just right for Xia Ling's finger. It was unknown how long Qi Yuan had planned this.

Xia Ling looked at Qi Yuan's prim and proper retouching. The process was a little clumsy, but it was neither too fast nor too slow. It was what she usually did.

In the end, a beautiful picture of them holding hands in love appeared. Qi Yuan put his arm around Xia Ling's shoulder and patted one of Xia Ling's and one of his own. Both of them had half of their faces.

After the three pictures were fixed, they were put together in jigsaw mode. This beautiful Japanese style was refreshing. In the afternoon, the couple's daily routine in the office was so sweet that Xia Ling ate a mouthful of dog food.

Then, Qi Yuan logged into his Weibo account and posted the picture.

Similarly, he did not post anything to anyone, but only Xia Ling understood this strong declaration of war.

A group of fans and dogs started to Howl when Qi Yuan posted on Weibo.

"The main palace is giving out candy, little brother Qi Yuan is neither gay nor gay! Say the important thing three times! "

Qi Yuan was happy, and Qi Yuan and Xia Ling's fans were also happy. Sweet, sweet, look at little brother's magnificent beauty, look at little sister's fair and tender hands, this big diamond ring... ... Tsk, right, when are Qi Yuan and Wang Ling going to get married ? ?

The fans of the couple reacted and immediately urged Qi Yuan and Xia Ling to get married with high spirits.

The Internet was overwhelmingly dominated by Qi Yuan and Wang Ling.

In the real estate department, Yan Yan enlarged and printed the photo of Qi Yuan and Xia Ling showing off their love on Weibo and posted it on the wall of the office.

Throwing Darts at Qi Yuan's face for no reason, Qi Yuan's face was already nowhere to be seen.

He expressionlessly asked his secretary to go to the jewelry store to buy a ten-carat pigeon egg.

The photographer took a high-definition photo of his ten fingers covered in pigeon eggs from all angles. Under the black background image, the limited Rolex on his wrist was not important, nor were his slender and strong fingers important.

What was important was that this was like the endorsement of a diamond ring, overflowing with the aura of a nouveau riche on the screen.

Choose the picture, choose the most beautiful one.

Yan Yan went on Weibo and posted it.

: Bachelor Dog's Carnival. JPG attached

On one side was a couple's love filled with the sour smell of love, and on the other side was the president's Bachelor Dog's carnival.

The onlookers inexplicably felt a strong sense of jealousy from these two pictures, and the comments immediately flooded the Internet.

: President Yan, tell the truth. Did you have a quarrel with Qi Xiaojiao's wife, so Qi Xiaojiao's wife deliberately pulled a shield to expose the picture to annoy you?

: Dad, did you buy the ring on your finger for fun? Did you repost it at the lottery The kind of loyal fans who lick dogs. Do you want to do it I'm waiting online. It's quite urgent.

...

Yan Yan posted on Weibo. He casually refreshed it, and the comments and reposts were all full.

He looked at these people. One by one, passersby were licking their faces and licking their screens, worshipping his wealth.

Separated by the Internet, Yan Yan didn't know if the person who he wanted to see this Weibo the most had seen his Weibo Did she face his wealth?

"Sigh" Yan Yan swiped the screen and sighed.

On the Sixteenth Day of staying in the office, he missed her, missed her... ...

Because he followed her online every day, Yan Yan went from an overbearing CEO who never used his phone to a phone addict.

There was only one person he followed on Weibo, Qi Yuan's official studio.