Chapter 367: Secret Love (31)

Clos, in his early thirties, is a man with outstanding looks but a gloomy temperament.

Half-length blonde hair was loosely tied behind his head. Clos's cheeks were a little thin, but his features were deep.

Xia Ling has seen him with his boyfriend.

His grey and blue eyes looked at the people next to him, and they laughed, relentlessly, and tenderly into the marrow.

Clos's boyfriend is a famous British architect, Ferdinand.

Xia Ling accidentally talked to Fernand on the forum and was very speculative.

Later, it was discovered that Clos and Ferdinand had this relationship.

She and the two men went very close.

*

At the beginning of the second year, from China to London, Xia Ling sent Ji Wenhan's first email.

This is the Big Ben in England.

Under the blue sky, Charing and Clos, and Ferdinand, Clos stood in the middle, with Charing on the left and Ferdinand on the right.

Clos put his hand on Xia Ling's shoulder and looked very close to Xia Ling.

"Wenhan, I have a good friend at Purcourt, this Professor Clos next to me, and his friend Ferdinand. Clos is very knowledgeable and rational, and I have learned a lot from him!"

*

When Ji Wenhan received the email, he was in a meeting.

A silver-gray ultra-thin computer was placed on the conference table. Ji Wenhan listened to the managers' quarterly summary, and his slender hand clicked the email at will.

Then, his look was slightly condensed.

He controlled the mouse, pulled down the email interface in the mailbox, and clicked on the photos of the girl and the two men.

amplification!

Zoom in again!

The picture was taken on Clos's hand on the girl's shoulder.

The man's hand went around the girl's back, and he behaved intimately, and went deeper, like holding the girl in his arms.

And back, Ji Wenhan stared at Cross.

...

The girl said that he was looking for a man as good as him.

This Clos is a professor of Purcoal's Department of Financial Management, and he should be no worse than him in terms of family and background.

As far as looks are concerned, Clos' gloomy temperament is probably more popular with young girls than his cold face.

and so--

The Clos in front of him is very in line with Ji Xiaxia's criteria for selecting a boyfriend.

If there is nothing wrong with his character, then he has no room for objection.

Ji Wenhan frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable.

His mouse moved back and forth across Clos's face, like a small gesture of an infected girl.

Suddenly, the mouse paused, and he seemed to think of something.

He went online in Purcoul's list of professors, searched around, and saw Cross's age.

31 years old!

Ji Wenhan looked quiet again.

His long fingers quickly entered the email, typed a sentence, and replied to Xia Ling.

"This professor is someone you like? No, I don't like it. You should find someone whose age is similar to yours. He is too old, I don't agree.

Xia Ling projected Ji Wenhan's reaction throughout the process.

She didn't care about watching the Wenwen Han meeting, tangled with Cross here, and checked the age of Cross, and sent her an email.

Glancing at the contents of the message.

Xia Ling's pale fingers rubbed his chin, propped his face, and his dark eyes moved slightly.

"He follows you"

She thought about it and quickly typed on the keyboard.

"I'm not afraid. With Wen Han here, I find that I like those older than me."

(End of this chapter)