Zhong Shidui walked out of the store, and the car was parked on the side of the road.

He sat in and took the tablet handed in front of him: "Daotong Logistics wants to see you over there." ”

Zhong Shiwan lowered his head and made a rough stroke of his hand: "Zheng Jiahong is smart." The corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and there was some indescribable sarcasm.

"Zhong Dong's side, do you want to restrict it?"

"If you don't move first, he won't be able to make waves. ”

Zou Liwen responded and asked: "What about today's itinerary ......?"

"Of course I want to go. Zhong Shiwan rested the tablet on his lap, "Since they all made their fortunes in Jinnan, let's find an alternative...... The grass on the wall, after all, is restless. ”

As he spoke, his eyes were careless, and he slowly moved out of the car window, and there, a pair of eyes seemed to have a heart in their hearts, and suddenly looked over.

He seemed to be stagnant, until he completely retracted Song Fei's smile, and then reached out and knocked on the front: "Let's go." ”

So, the car slowly drove away.

On this day, Song Fei visited Fucheng.

When it came to dinner, Jiang Qingyin looked like she was going to be the boss again, of course she couldn't let people continue to break the bank, so she hurriedly proposed to pay for it herself.

Jiang Qingyin said: "The prices here are not as good as those in Lingzhou, don't be polite to me." ”

Song Fei: "I'm not here to eat you. ”

Jiang Qingyin smiled: "Yes, yes, the meal in the morning is still paid by Mr. Zhong." After saying that, she seemed to remember something, and asked, "Mr. Zhong seems to be ...... Didn't contact you for a day?"

It's best not to get in touch.

Song Fei said casually: "I said that he came when he had something, and it has nothing to do with me." ”

Jiang Qingyin listened thoughtfully, she saw it in her eyes, for fear that the proposal to pay just now would be rejected, so she solemnly reiterated it again. But this time, Jiang Qingyin proposed otherwise: "How about going to Jinnan now?"

“…… Huh?" Song Fei didn't understand the connection between the two.

I heard Jiang Qingyin say angrily: "Dinner has to be pushed like this, just go to my house to eat." ”

Song Fei originally wanted to refuse, but when she looked up, the other party's eyebrows and eyes were soft and with a little expectation, making it difficult for her to say a "no".

Jinnan is a subordinate of Fucheng, which is known for producing heavy and diverse clothing.

When Song Fei entered Jinnan, it was already a little late, and the night was dark, and the hanging dyed cloth was only dark in color, floating in the wind piece by piece, which was weird.

She glanced at it and turned her head, just as she heard the bell ringing beside her, cutting through the silence of the car.

"Hey?" Jiang Qingyin picked up the phone, but quickly stopped talking, and after a few sounds, it sounded inexplicably in a bad mood.

"What's wrong?" and others hung up the phone, before Song Fei asked.

The street lamp flickered across Jiang Qingyin's face, bringing out a few obvious wisps of hesitation.

But in the end, she didn't say anything.

The Jiang family is a single-family residence in Jinnan, which is some distance from the city center, but fortunately, the place is small, and it will not take much time to drive over.

There were already people waiting in the hall, Song Fei looked at the strange face, and before she had time to ask, she heard Jiang Qingyin ask very directly: "Didn't you say that you won't be here this month?"

The tone sounded very light, and there was no eagerness to see relatives.

The other party didn't care: "Qingyin, this is my home." ”

Jiang Qingyin hummed and pulled Song Fei into the house.

When passing by, Song Fei glanced at it, and the man smiled, but his gaze was unclear, wandering between them.

She inexplicably had a feeling that this person was actually just looking at her through Jiang Qingyin.

The dinner served to the guests was sumptuous, but the atmosphere at the table was a little strange.

The Jiang family's parents were kind enough, but unfortunately they didn't have many words, and Jiang Qingyin's brother, the man who claimed to be Jiang Xing, stared at the other side the whole time.

looked at Jiang Qingyin and Song Fei.

After a meal, Song Fei was so full that she was full, and she chatted with Jiang Qingyin for a few words, and then went to the balcony to blow the wind under the pretext of making a phone call.

When she closed the door behind her, she finally let out a sigh.

If you don't leave, you will probably suffocate to death.

A gentle breeze is blowing.

Song Fei walked to the edge of the railing and looked up at the sky.

At night in Jinnan, the clouds are thin and the stars are more accessible than usual. She couldn't help but reach out and grab a handful in the air......

Something flashed through my head.

It was as if under the same thin clouds, there was another hand, reaching from the side, overlapping her up and down. Starlight disappeared between the fingers of the two and reappeared, as if playing hide and seek.

"Looking at the stars?" in the chaotic memory, the voice was full of shadows.

Song Fei blurted out: "I'm looking at you." ”

When the words fell, she was startled first, the fog suddenly dissipated, and her thoughts returned to reality.

"Miss Song...... What are you talking about?" the voice was hesitant, but audible. ”

She turned around suddenly, and saw Jiang Xing standing behind her, with an unknown expression.