"Shen Che" Song Qingcheng suddenly called him "If you want to draw a line with me one day, please tell me that I am still very open-minded in this respect"
Shen Che was already regretful and listened to her tone so coldly. "After those words, I won’t say you don’t be angry."
"I have nothing to be angry about" Song Qingcheng sounds ethereal "It’s not your fault"
"Song Song-"
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Song city recovered first way "you don’t work? Also talk nonsense with me here. "
"Shen Che said," I’m about to go out. "
"Then go."
Shen Che hesitated for a few seconds before hanging up and added, "If there is anything, you must tell me."
The line Song Qingcheng still holds a mobile phone.
But soon the line of sight was attracted by the men’s pajamas that moved gently with the wind.
Then I remembered what Shen Che said in his words.
It was at this moment that she suddenly realized that some lines seemed to have deviated from her expectations.
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Song Qingcheng walked to the balcony and threw the pajamas into the trash can. Before walking a few steps, he turned back and picked up the set of dark blue pajamas from the trash can and stuffed them into the drawer of the living room cabinet.
I sat back on the sofa and looked at it at 4: 30 in the afternoon.
After she picked up the coffee table and weighed it, she called Yutingchuan.
This time, the other party answered quickly "Hello?"
Song Qingcheng paid attention to the movement, except for the man’s thick bass, and then he spoke. "I’ll invite you to dinner sometime tonight."
Yu Tingchuan is reading materials in the office at the moment.
When he heard Song Qingcheng say that he would’ please’ eat, he put his folder back. His tone seemed to be pondering, "Why do you want to invite me to dinner?"
"… there was this plan before for no reason."
Song city say that finish waiting for him to give a reply.
The second hand of the wall clock in the living room went from 5 to 11, and there was still no sound at the other end.
"Or are you busy late?" Song city could not help but speak first. "I haven’t cooked … um … I saw some recipes in the afternoon, so I wanted to give it a try."
Then she added a sentence lightly, "I won’t order takeout like this again."
The words sound just fell and I heard the cigarette lighter ring.
Song Qingcheng’s mind naturally shows that he smokes with one hand holding the mobile phone and the other hand taking the cigarette away from his thin lips to breathe the smoke. When slender fingers hold the cigarette and rotate slowly, it seems casual, but it makes people feel that he has a plan.
It was a little while before Yu Tingchuan said, "How do you learn to cook on a whim?"
"… just want to cook for you"
Girl’s effeminacy words come from the mobile phone.
At this time, the office door opened.
Su Ying appeared at the door with a file and saw the boss talking and hesitated to come in.
Yutingchuan made a gesture to her.
Su Ying knowingly stepped on high heels and walked to the big table.
When I put the file, I heard Yu Tingchuan saying, "What are you going to do since it’s for me?"
Smell speech Su Ying lifted her head.
Yu Tingchuan is putting some ash into the ashtray. I don’t know what the other person said. He smiled briefly and was very light and inaudible, but Su Ying heard it clearly next to him. See Yu Tingchuan again. "I don’t think you can hold the scissors stably. How can you kill the eel when it is greasy?"
Said YuTingChuan saw eye file to Su Ying way "things put out first"
Su Ying nodded and turned to leave.
When the office door closes, Yu Tingchuan says, "Secret just came in to deliver something."
Song city naturally knows who the secret is. She said a lot of things that the other party didn’t promise to eat. She didn’t take her mobile phone, and one left hand picked at the edge of the sofa, revealing a slightly anxious mood.
"So are you coming or not?" I always didn’t hold my horses.
Yu Tingchuan didn’t answer the question "Did you buy a good dish?"
Song Qingcheng should be aware of his lack of confidence at once and added, "I’ll go to the supermarket later if there are vegetables at home."
"Seven o’clock in the evening then."
Yutingchuan mellow voice to let her hold the phone somehow a little nervous.
It took Song Qingcheng a few minutes to calm down after the call.
Then get up and go to the master bedroom to get the bag and go out.
……
Just after hanging up the office door, Yu Tingchuan, a member of Hengyuan Group, was pushed open. Gu Zhengshen came in with a tie and sat down on the sofa. He poured himself a cup of tea and went to see the man who was twisting out his cigarette butt. "Listen to Su Ying, you are busy talking with the little girl."
Su Ying wouldn’t say that. At the very least, I dare not.
The truth is-
Gu Zhengshen came out of the ladder and met Su Ying casually and asked, "Is manager Yu not in the office?"
Su Ying said she was talking.
He asked a sentence and who Su Ying couldn’t smile and said vaguely, "It’s a private matter."
Gu Zheng knew that his old friends had been entangled in the goblin of Lujia recently, and he probably had a number of them without thinking about it. When he came in, he teased Yu Tingchuan and saw that Yu Tingchuan’s attitude was more certain. He guessed that "you are busy dealing with the Japanese and taking care of the company, so you still have energy to deal with that girl."
Speaking of Gu Zhengshen, he remembered what was sent to the teacup in his mouth and looked up. "Who did you take to eat with rattan that day?"
Yu Tingchuan didn’t answer, "It seems that Gu’s running to me all day won’t keep you."
Gu Zhengshen changed to sit in front of the big table, afraid that old friends would play too much with the little girl named Song and could not help but wake up. "Last night, you were photographed again, and Lao Wei also told me that you took that girl to his place for dinner. As a result, you also had a toss-up of this game, but if you really want to have a banquet, you can’t be sure that there are still cubs on the table. Wild cats are better than domestic cats. Don’t just say this purity is a world of difference."
"Wild goods can be found in the market." Yu Tingchuan pushed open the file and raised his head and lit a cigarette, slowly opening his mouth through thin smoke.
Gu Zheng said deeply that this is really confused.
He really don’t understand lujia that wench in addition to the face, I’m afraid.
It should be the way to serve others.
"Did you send joie to Beijing?" Gu zhengshen suddenly asked
Yu Tingchuan lowered his eyes and asked for some ash. "After all, it was when my grandson wanted to stay for a while."
At this time, Gu Zhengshen looked at his wrist watch, pulled back his chair and got up. "It’s almost time. Mr. Shang doesn’t like being late and going early, and he can avoid the rush hour."
"You go first," Yu Tingchuan said.
Gu Zhengshen looked back. "Why do you have work?"
"Well, I have an appointment later."