Love Of Wind And Clouds

Time passed like a shuttle and the words of thanks from the team members ended the promotional photo shoot for a new jewelry set called the Ruler Gold.

This product line only for the upper class was personally conceived by Lyle.

Rosalind told Alisa to go down to the garage to wait for her and then went straight to Dylan’s office.

Seeing his classmate suddenly appear, he was not happy at all, bent down to continue signing the documents, and asked a polite question.

“Why did you come here?”

“The photo shoot ended early so I came to visit you.” Rosalind smiled, moving closer to him.

“You’ve worked hard, so you should go home and rest.”

“If it were her, would you show this attitude?”

“Rosalind, don’t you remember what I told you?”

Those eyes as sharp as a knife made the smile on Rosalind’s lips disappear. She sighed, stood up, and left.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

As soon as Rosalind opened the door, she saw Nancy passing by, so she deliberately called out loud so Dylan could hear.

“Editor Nancy, what a coincidence. I see you again.”

“Miss Rosalind.” Nancy stopped and bowed.

“Today I took product advertising photos downstairs, and finished early so I went up to visit the president.”

“Is that so? I still have work to do, I’ll go now, goodbye.”

After finishing speaking, Nancy turned around and went straight into the deputy general director’s office.

She placed the documents neatly on the desk for her boss and while waiting for him to read them, she looked out the glass window.

Just now she came up here to meet Lyle to ask for advice about organizing the year-end event, but unexpectedly she met Rosalind.

At the same time, in province C, Stephen also left the hotel and went with Paul to the project area to visit, stopping by the orphanage to donate some money.

The two men had childish souls so they couldn’t help but swoop down on the group of children who were attentively making souvenirs.

Stephen used white snail shells to create a pair of swans on a wooden base. He wanted to make a gift for his muse himself, but if he bought it, it would have no meaning. Paul saw that and also imitated his boss.

After completing the work, both of them went to the beach for a walk.

Paul carefully put the pair of swans made of snail shells into a cloth bag, carried them in his hand, and walked along the road.

The winter sunset sun shines on the paved road with a classic golden-brown light.

The color of the seawater became dark blue, and the rows of dry trees in the afternoon looked so sad.

In the distance, the horizon and the sea seemed to merge into one, clouds shaped like rolling waves rising around the afternoon sun.

Stephen looked at it for a long time before taking the picture. He felt like that side was the way to heaven.

Paul was not interested in Stephen’s hobby, he looked at the girls jogging. Seeing Ella in a dynamic sports outfit running towards him, he called out loudly.

“Miss Ella.”

“Mr. Paul, why are you standing here?” Ella immediately separated from the group and stopped.

“I’m following Stephen.” Paul said and pointed towards Stephen.

As soon as Paul finished speaking, the girls running with Ella suddenly called out. She quickly bowed to him and turned to leave. He hastily grabbed her hand and held her back.

“What’s up?” Ella asked in surprise.

“Ah, this is for you, I made it myself, I hope you like it.”

“Thank you, goodbye.”

Ella smiled softly, took the pair of swans made from white snail shells, and shyly ran away.

Paul just stood there watching her figure slowly fade away and then blend into the crowd of people in front. The sunlight was so blinding that he could only see moving black shadows.

On the other side, Stephen looked at the assistant’s bewildered appearance and laughed. Just now, he turned around just as Paul was giving Ella the gift, so he took a few pictures.

The clock bell rang signaling that it was five o’clock in the afternoon and the Global Group employees quickly arranged their documents and left.

Nancy had just walked to the main door when she heard her name being called, so she quickly looked around to search. It turned out that Daniel was happily running towards her, grinning widely.

“Cousin, have you finished work yet?”

“Yes, cousin.”

Because Nancy knew there was a group of beauties behind her, she had to try to act with Daniel.

She didn’t know what this guy wanted, he could just pretend he didn’t see her and then leave. What was he calling her name for?

“Daniel, please give us your autograph.” A young employee spoke up.

“Daniel, can you take a photo with us?” Donna also suggested.

“Of course, please help me take a photo.” Daniel winked at Nancy.

So Nancy had to become their reluctant photographer. The staff members both got autographs and took pictures with their idols, so their faces looked fresh like fish just caught from the sea.

After they dispersed, Nancy questioned Daniel.

“Why are you calling my name? Wasn’t what happened yesterday chaotic enough?”

“What? You should feel honored to be my cousin, right?”

“Who wants to be your cousin? What a nuisance.”

After glaring at the actor, Nancy lifted her feet and left.

Daniel looked at her small figure and smiled softly. He is a big fan of writer Song. Just now, he overheard and realized that she was the person who directly negotiated and edited that person’s works, so he rushed down here.

It seemed that this girl was not easy to tease, so he told himself to slowly approach her and entice her to let him meet his idol.

Sitting and looking at the afternoon street through the bus window, Nancy suddenly remembered what happened at noon and suddenly felt a bit of loneliness creeping into her heart.

She thinks it’s natural that she’s a little moved by Dylan because he’s so perfect, from a rich family, handsome, stylish, talented, powerful, and very gallant.

A person like him standing next to Rosalind would be much more worthy than standing next to her.