The plane has not yet taken off.

In the waiting room, Su Yiqingli looked at the planes taking off and landing at the airport with lost eyes, and she was at a loss for a while.

On the huge TV screen not far away, some sad songs were constantly playing, which actually coped with Su Yiqing's mood at this time.

At this time, the big screen opposite her suddenly jumped to a stage, live streaming the pictures of some celebrities walking the red carpet. Su Yiqing glanced at it lightly, and saw a large group of female stars with heavy makeup and glamorous makeup fighting on the red carpet, trying their best to win media attention.

"The last one to appear is the overall winner of the Miss World Tourism Contest this year...... She will also be the image spokesperson of Song's Resort......"

The host introduced Lan Yuxi emotionally, as if this Miss World Tourism had a lot of background.

Su Yiqing absentmindedly, her lazy gaze fell on the unusually beautiful face of the "Miss World Tourism".

Suddenly...... Her eyes froze.

On TV, a pair of slender legs stepped out of Lincoln's other side, and a handsome and extraordinary face appeared in front of everyone. He is...... Song Yiheng.

In an instant, the entire red carpet scene was boiling.

The host introduced with even more emotion: "This gentleman who got off the bus with Miss Lan Yuxi is the young president of the Song Group!

The atmosphere of the whole scene instantly rose again, and those reporters were crazy, aiming their flashlights at this talented young man, and the endless "click" sound, as if they were unwilling to let go of any details.

The young president of the Song Group rarely appears in the public eye, and remembers the last time he and his fiancée raided the live broadcast scene, and kissed with his fiancée to show affection in full view. Although he is already famous, he is still enthusiastically sought after by women at home and abroad.

It's just that...... Today, President Song did not bring his fiancée to attend the ribbon-cutting ceremony, and now instead of the president's fiancée, he is accompanied by the "Miss World Tourism" Lan Yuxi, who just debuted this year.

Lan Yuxi and Song Yiheng walked on the red carpet intimately holding hands, or talking to each other, or interlocking their fingers. Lan Yuxi smiled like a smile, and Song Yiheng also smiled gently, and the two of them felt like a pair of loving people.

Lan Yuxi smiled shyly, and when she walked to the middle of the red carpet, she suddenly stood on tiptoe and whispered a word in Song Yiheng's ear.

From a certain angle, it is easy to misunderstand that Lan Yuxi kissed Song Yiheng. I'm afraid that many media have already captured that moment and are ready to make a big news.

Su Yiqing sat in the waiting hall, her eyes looking straight at Song Yiheng's still gentle smile on the screen. Her long nails pinched her palms, and her eyes looked like they were about to drip molten slurry.

Su Yiqing thought that she wouldn't mind, she felt that Song Yiheng didn't know the importance in her heart. But when he saw Song Yiheng in close contact with other women, his heart was inexplicably angry.

Sure enough, men are not to be trusted. He was still in bed with himself a second ago, and it was raining, and today he can talk to other women.

"Miss Su, our chairman will call you!" This is a tall man in a black suit walked up to Su Yiqing's side and handed the phone to Su Yiqing.

Su Yiqing put away the anger in her eyes, and smiled gratefully at the man in the black suit: "Thank you!" and then took the phone.

The old and weak male voice over there sounded slowly: "Yiqing, are you really leaving? He has been looking for you!"

Su Yiqing raised her eyes and looked at Song Yiheng on the screen with other women, gritted her teeth, and said categorically: "I have decided!

"Alas!" sighed faintly, "since you have decided to leave, I don't want to disturb you." It's just that...... I'm sure he'll do everything he can to get you back. ”

"Can you help me, I don't want to see them again!" Su Yiqing said, her voice choked.

"This ......" hesitated on the other end of the phone: "That...... Well, if you like, I'll help you!"

After hanging up the phone, Su Yiqing's whole person fell into sadness, which was completely in contrast to the warm and joyful scene on TV.

"Miss Su, the luggage is checked in properly, and you can board the plane!"

The man in the black suit handed the ticket to Su Yiqing. Sorry said: "I can only send you here on behalf of our chairman, and someone will naturally pick you up when you get to Canada!" When he said this, he handed Su Yiqing a bank card: "This is what our chairman told me to give you! The password is your birthday!"

Su Yiqing looked at the bank card, smiled faintly, and pushed it back: "Say thank you to your chairman for me!

The moment before boarding the plane, Su Yiqing glanced back lightly, without any nostalgia or reluctance. Just a cold smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and then walked straight into the plane.

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The plane skidded across the sky and disappeared into the horizon.

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Three years later

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A group of people in straight suits, walking in a hurry. A few little assistants who followed behind, holding a large pile of information in their arms, followed in a panic.

"President, we have raised the price very high, and if we raise the price again, I am afraid that the gains will outweigh the losses!" the secretary frowned and complained. The president is carrying the Song Group, and he wants to fight with them to the end.

"I think it's good! As long as you win this project, you will have unlimited benefits. Yan Hezhi said, flicking the cigarette ash in his hand, revealing an indifferent expression.

"But ......" the secretary wanted to refute something, but he just gritted his teeth and resisted the impulse: "Okay! I'll talk to them again!"

Yan Hezhi stood in front of the window, condescendingly looking at the shuttle traffic downstairs, thoughtful. How could he give up the competition, it took him three years of struggle to develop the Yao family and "Yanmen" on the national track, and gradually be able to compete with Song Yiheng, how could he give up this opportunity.

"Hezhi, why is your face so stinky?" A tight black miniskirt set off Yao Mulan's fiery figure with a bumpy appearance. Enchanting heavy makeup, half-exposed crisp, and breasts are all provocative and teasing.

Yao Mulan walked to Yan Hezhi's side, and her body snuggled up to Yan Hezhi as soft as a bone.

"What are you doing here?" Yan Hezhi turned to the side and looked at Yao Mulan in disgust.

"I, I'm here to accompany you, lest you be lonely, and when you can't bear it, you can't find a place to vent!" Yao Mulan said, snuggling up to Yan Hezhi again.

Yan Hezhi snorted coldly, pushed Yao Mulan's body away, and gritted his teeth and said, "I said that even if all the women in the world die, I won't touch you." ”

Yao Mulan almost fell, glaring at Yan He with hatred in her eyes: "Yan Hezhi, I have done so much for you, why haven't you forgotten Su Yiqing." ”

Speaking of Su Yiqing, the fire in Yan Hezhi's stomach became even bigger, and he grabbed Yao Mulan's hand and said with a fierce look: "I will never forget for the rest of my life, how you hurt Yiqing! ”

Yao Mulan struggled to wrestle Yan Hezhi's hand: "It's my business, maybe she's already dead and bones." ”

"You ......" Even if he was the president of Yao's, Yan Hezhi still hated Yao Mulan.

"Yao Mulan! remember...... If Yiqing dies, I will also let you bury her. Yan Hezhi said coldly, and then rushed out of the door.

"Bang. With a sound, Yao Mulan's heart was half cold. Since Yan Hezhi entered the Yao family, she has shown friendship with Yan Hezhi countless times, but he has treated him coldly.

She was still thinking that when she returned to China this time, the two of them might be able to create some sparks when they were alone, but she didn't expect him to still refuse her thousands of miles away.

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Yan Hezhi rushed out of the office in a rage, his angry eyes about to erupt like sparks.

Then...... Yan Hezhi's phone rang.

Yan Hezhi clenched his fists, slammed it against the wall, and after venting his anger, he slowly picked up his mobile phone and answered the call.

"Hey, President, that ......"

The voices over there made Yan Hezhi's anger that had just been extinguished rekindled.

"What do you say?" Yan Hezhi asked in an aggravated tone.

"That...... We lost! Song relied on his connections and finalized the project at a price 50 million lower than ours......" There was a pause: "We lost!"

"Really?" Yan Hezhi gritted his teeth and squeezed out these two words.

Song Yiheng is really despicable, there is a kind of justifiable contest, and he can do this kind of indiscriminate behavior by secretly playing despicable means.

His hand was cut by the wall, and blood continued to ooze, but he didn't feel it at all, his cold face and hateful eyes stared straight ahead.

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In the elegant dining room, there is a high-end black piano on the gorgeous central stage, I thought it was just an ornament, but I didn't expect a person to suddenly walk up, sit down in front of the piano, move a joint, and then ten fingers fell on the keys, and the melodious sound of the piano sounded in an instant. Not far away, several guests in suits and leather shoes cast surprised glances.

The eyes of the person playing the piano are slightly closed, and the five fingers flow on the keys, and the emotions are very engaged.

Suddenly......

"Woo woo woo woo ......" came from the sound of a child crying under the stage, instantly breaking the beautiful sound of the piano and destroying this beauty.

"Oh, oh, Daddy is coming, Daddy is no longer playing!" came the voice of a woman coaxing a child from under the stage.

The corners of the piano player's mouth cracked, and a gentle smile appeared. The style of the piano changed suddenly.

"Twinkle twinkle twinkle shiny shiny! The sky is full of little stars......

The simple and childlike music sounded, and the children under the stage instantly fell silent, babbling and humming the tune.

The person who played the piano looked down affectionately at the woman holding the child under the stage. The two of them looked at each other tacitly and smiled, extremely bright.

At this time, the door of the restaurant was opened again, and a man and a woman entered. The man is handsome and compelling, and the woman is charming and moving.

The man playing the piano looked over. Then...... The sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Is it Song Yiheng who came in?