Song Yiheng looked at the photo of Su Yiqing with a shy smile on her resume. She rarely smiled in front of him, and always looked submissive. But in the photo, she laughed with two shallow pear vortices at the corners of her mouth, which looked very good.

Song Yiheng closed his eyes and rubbed his swollen and aching temples. The head is full of Su Yiqing's timid little face, but ...... Thinking about it...... Another similar face suddenly appeared in his head, as if Yao Mulan's angry eyes were staring at him resentfully.

Oh!

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Work. The crowd poured out of the Song Building, and everyone left the company in a hurry to enjoy their own private nightlife.

Su Yiqing walked out of the door of the company, slowed down a little, and glanced back at the Song building that seemed to be towering into the sky, and her heart was uncertain. Gritting his teeth, he made up his mind and walked towards the bus stop.

Then...... The phone rings.

"Yiqing! I'm Hezhi, and I have to meet an important client temporarily. You go to the restaurant and wait for me first!I'll send you the address! I've already set a place in the restaurant!" Yan Hezhi finished speaking, and hung up the phone before Su Yiqing could speak. After a while, the location information came from the phone.

Su Yiqing looked at the information and was shocked in her heart. This restaurant is the most upscale six-star hotel in the city, and I may never dare to set foot in that hotel in my life.

At this time, Yan Hezhi sent another message: Yiqing, if you don't go!

Su Yiqing looked at her phone, and then at the bus whizzing past the bus stop. I was even more helpless in my heart...... The bus always ignored the poor people who worked at the Song Group and lived in the suburbs. If you miss this bus, you will have to wait for the next bus for an hour.

Su Yiqing raised her head and saw a majestic hotel across the road, which was the hotel Yan Hezhi said.

Su Yiqing hesitated, but still walked to the door of the hotel. I always feel that I am not worthy of Yan Tezhu, humble as a mustard, and I dare not covet a high-ranking person like Yan Tezhu.

。 The decoration of the whole hotel is magnificent, and the splendid momentum makes Su Yiqing, who is dressed in simple clothes, shy away.

Look at the people who come in and out of this gate, they are all elegant and glamorous rich people, and when they stand at the door, they are like ugly ducklings.

After hesitating for a long time, Su Yiqing still took a step forward and wanted to step into the hotel.

"Alas, miss, you are ...... Is there a reservation?" The greeting attendant standing at the door stared at Su Yiqing for a long time. showed a disdainful look at Su Yiqing, who was shabby.

"Oh, I'm here to wait for someone!" Su Yiqing squeezed out a smile and said to the greeting waiter.

I saw that the greeting waiter was even more disdainful: "I'm sorry! This young lady, our restaurant is not for people of all religions! If you want to enter this restaurant, you must make a reservation first!" He made a "please" gesture as he spoke, and his face was cold. didn't say anything, but the indifferent and arrogant actions made it clear that Su Yiqing "got out".

Su Yiqing pursed her lips, thinking about whether to give up or call Yan He. When he was in a dilemma, a pair of warm hands were put on his back, and the temperature of his hands was transmitted to Su Yiqing's skin through the thin shirt.

Su Yiqing was startled, and turned around to meet a pair of smiling eyes. Those eyes seem to be dotted with starlight, and they look even better when they laugh.

Su Yiqing took a closer look, and it turned out to be a baby-faced cute little boy wearing a high school uniform.

And what surprised Su Yiqing even more was the tall and handsome god-like man standing behind the little boy. The man's cold gaze, silent lips, and displeased Su Yiqing. As if to blame, as if angry.

"You're here to find Yan Tesuke. Song Yiheng said coldly. This woman is really unrepentant, and before going to work, she was warned not to get too close to Yan Hezhi, and she couldn't wait to go on a date with him after work.

"I ......" Su Yiqing lowered her head weakly under Song Yiheng's indifferent gaze.

"Let's go, I'll take you in. Yan He will not come for a while. Before getting off work, Yan Hezhi was arranged to meet customers by himself.

"No! no!" Su Yiqing listened to Song Yiheng's words and hurriedly waved her hand. If others see that he and the president are so close, maybe there will be some rumors tomorrow. I'm so bad!

The baby-faced high school boy in the school uniform looked Su Yiqing up and down, with an interested expression on his face: "This sister, it's rare that my brother wants to invite girls to dinner, if you don't appreciate your face, maybe you will have to leave tomorrow and leave the Song Group." "This boy, looking at this pure and harmless appearance, is actually black from his bones. A few words frightened the timid Su Yiqing into paleness, and believed it.

Song Yiheng glanced at the baby-faced boy lightly and did not express any opinion. As if a silent acquiescence, the tall and handsome figure, dressed in a straight suit, strolled into the hotel, the baby-faced boy followed, and the gloomy Su Yiqing obediently followed.

The salary of the Song headquarters is really high, and there are thousands of people staring at their positions, if they don't cherish it, they are afraid that they will give it to others.

Song Yihuan was in a very good mood today, and he seemed to have caught an interesting toy.

Sitting opposite Su Yiqing, Song Yihuan looked at Su Yiqing intently, this sister is so beautiful and interesting, sitting in front of her, her face is as red as a monkey's ass, and her whole body is even tighter, and she doesn't dare to act rashly.

Su Yiqing is so embarrassed, it is really unfortunate that she can dine with the president in such a high-end restaurant today. But when faced with so many colorful and fragrant foods, it was as painful as chewing wax. The president was not interested in eating, and sat at the dining table swiping his mobile phone, looking like he was still busy. I probably took time out of my busy schedule to accompany the second young master of the Song family to have a big meal.

The second young master of the Song family, Song Yihuan didn't seem to be interested in the food on the table, and a pair of round eyes were on Su Yiqing, smirking at Su Yiqing non-stop.

Song Yiheng's facial features are deep and handsome, like a knife carving, as if it is a perfect artistic carving. But the second young master of the Song family is completely different, he is like a beautiful doll with a female appearance, if it weren't for a pretty short hair, a man's dress, and a height of more than 1.7 meters, it is easy to be mistaken for a girl.

"Sister, my brother rarely eats with girls except for work. Confession and leniency...... Are you ...... ...... my brother" The beautiful teenage baby face showed a mysterious expression.