Fortunately, the waiter brought their food very much, and with food to distract her attention, Song Yifan was always looking at her with insight into everything.

"Let's go!" Song Yifan looked like an elder, and there was a hint of pity in his tone of issuing orders.

Mo Beichen picked up the knife and fork in his hand and began to eat.

Song Yifan secretly observed the woman opposite.

Although she was wearing only a plain white dress, she wore a gray sweater that had been washed a little white. But she had beautiful black hair, and a beautiful, delicate face. It seems that no matter what she does, she can attract the eyes of others and stop at her.

Compared with the first time I met her at the bus stop, her face was a little more ruddy, and she seemed to have a much more cheerful personality.

This kind of Mo Beichen makes people more willing to get close to her.

Song Yifan picked up the wine glass in front of him, "Thank you for last night's and today's events." ”

Mo Beichen was frightened, and hurriedly put down the knife and fork in his hand and raised the wine glass with juice.

The two wine glasses made a crisp and pleasant crashing sound, "Yesterday's incident was really just a gesture, Mr. Song, don't always say thank you, I don't feel comfortable with you like this."

Song Yifan took a sip of red wine and learned the tone of her speech, "Can you not take a sip of you, a sip of Mr. Song, I'm not at ease." ”

"Uh... Oh well!"

I suddenly remembered that Song Yifan's car today seemed to be different from yesterday's, and his car was towed to the repair shop yesterday, so I remembered and asked, "Mr. Song, has your car been repaired?"

"It's still being processed, so it shouldn't be a big problem. ”

Look at you, it's still Mr. Song. Song Yifan quipped.

"Ah?... I'm sorry, I'm used to it. After speaking, Mo Beichen smiled embarrassedly.

Song Yifan unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth.

I have only met the man in front of me three times, but he always gives people a warm and elegant feeling, and it is a kind of luck to be able to meet such a friend when I first arrive in this city!

"What are you thinking?" Song Yifan saw Mo Beichen's gaze stay on his face.

"Ah, nothing. Mo Beichen hurriedly retracted his gaze and changed the topic.

"I was wondering what you were doing in the western suburbs so late yesterday, how could the car suddenly break down. "I wanted to ask Song Yifan this question yesterday.

"I went to the western suburbs to do some errands, and as for the car, it was just because I was hiding from a stray dog and hit the guardrail on the side of the road. ”

"Oh. I see, so I lowered my eyes and continued to fiddle with the knife and fork in my hand, although I tasted and ate delicious food, I couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

The man in front of him also has a kind quality, even if it is a stray dog, he will try his best to protect it. In contrast, the man's eyes always seemed to be as cold as ice, and he was even more cold and afraid of her.

When I think of him, it seems that even my hairs stand on end.

Okay, what do you want him to do!

Mo Beichen hurriedly shook his head.

......

Towards the end of the dinner, Song Yifan changed his title. "Beichen. ”

"Huh?" replied Mo Beichen reflexively.

"I'll call you Beichen in the future!" Song Yifan didn't seem to intend to ask her for advice.

"Besides, there's something else I'd like to ask you for a favor with?"

Sure enough, there is no free lunch in the world, so Mo Beichen had to listen to it.

"Next weekend, I'm going to have a cocktail party. Need a dance partner, can you be my dance partner?"

Invite her to be a dance partner? Would a man like him lack a dance partner?

"What's the matter?, is there a problem?" Seeing that Mo Beichen didn't answer immediately, Song Yifan asked.

"It's just... I can't dance. Mo Beichen fiddled with the knife and fork in his hand in embarrassment.

"It's okay, I just need someone to show me up. As for whether you can dance or not, it doesn't matter. ”

Song Yifan leaned back, changed to a more comfortable posture and looked at her, "It's okay, you can answer me now without worry, and you can give it to me at the end of the meal." ”

Mo Beichen opened his mouth and wanted to refuse immediately, but the exit became, "I'm sorry, I'll go to the bathroom." ”

When I arrived at the sink, I turned on the faucet and took a handful of water and slapped it on my face, and the cold feeling eroded the skin, which suddenly made people feel a lot more sober.

shouldn't have come to eat this meal today, and now in the face of Song Yifan's invitation, she can't go, and she can't go.

If she agrees to go, in what capacity is she in contact with Song Yifan? Although Hyun Junhao has sent her out, after all, he has to worry about the title of such a young grandmother. Uncle Quan also explained at the beginning that she should not show her face. Don't go, because of Song Yifan's identity as the boss, she still let him spend so much money today, how can she speak.

And for today's meal, he obviously came prepared.

What should I do?

"How's it going, Questionnaire Leader, have you handed it in?" a young girl stepped out of the bathroom next to her, accompanied by an older woman in professional attire.

"Hand it in. ”

"Then President Xuan is still satisfied, right?"

"I don't know, I didn't return it anyway. ”

"Oh——, that's good. The girl let out a long sigh of relief.

President Xuan?

Mo Beichen is a spirit, the president Xuan in their mouth shouldn't be Xuan Junhao, right?

Could it be such a coincidence? Is it difficult for Jin City to achieve only him, Xuan Junhao, surnamed Xuan?

Although he thought so, Mo Beichen immediately dried his hands and turned around and walked towards the restaurant.

Suddenly, I glanced at the window in the corridor, where there was a brochure from the Western restaurant, and I picked it up unwillingly and flipped through it.

On the title page, Wo, a subsidiary of Hengyuan Group

LD Hotel, Hyun Joon-ho.

Mo Beichen's hand was so frightened that his hand softened, and the brochure fell to the ground with a click.

How could she come here to have dinner with Song Yifan? If she met Hyun Junhao, she didn't dare to think about it!

Hurriedly ran all the way back.

"I'm sorry... Mr. Song. I'm in a bit of a hurry temporarily, I have to take a step first!" Because he was running too fast, Mo Beichen was still a little out of breath.

"What's wrong, wasn't it okay just now?" Song Yifan was surprised by the anxious expression on her face, not knowing what difficulties she had encountered.

Grabbed the bag on the seat, "I'm sorry, I can't tell you about this for a while." I'll explain it to you when I have the chance, I'm really embarrassed, Mr. Song. ”

"Since you're in such a hurry, why don't I give you a ride?" Song Yifan put down his wine glass and was about to get up.

"No need. Goodbye, Mr. Song. As soon as the words fell, Mo Beichen hurriedly walked to the door.

Song Yifan hurriedly took out his wallet, "waite."

, pay the bill!"

When he chased out, he saw Mo Beichen's figure getting into a taxi from a distance.

"Hey, the cocktail party... You haven't yet..."The sound of the vast traffic drowned out Song Yifan's voice.