Does this woman take his words as a deaf ear?

If she is injured and comes to deliver a cake, isn't she afraid that the wound will become inflamed and leave a scar?

"Miss, Miss Song is here to deliver the cake. ”

The man with glasses stood aside, looking flattering with his eyebrows lowered.

Cui Yaming raised her eyes to look at Song Qianqian, and then looked at the big cake behind her, and suddenly felt that the packaging box of this cake was so familiar.

By the way, the cake box that the maid cleaned up from Ou Yixuan's room in the morning was exactly the same as the one in front of him.

Cui Yaming was a little angry in her heart, so it seemed that Ou Yixuan came back so late to meet Song Qianqian that night.

Thinking of this, her heart suddenly felt as uncomfortable as blocking a big rock, but because there were so many people here, it was inconvenient for her to vent.

She suppressed the anger in her heart, raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Miss Song is really talented, she can even make cakes?"

Song Qianqian saw the hostility in Cui Yaming's eyes, she smiled slightly, and the expression on her face was very natural: "Miss Cui praised it, the cake was not made by me, but by a very skilled pastry chef in our store." ”

Cui Yaming pouted and nodded, "Yes, but how do you know that my dad has a birthday, in my opinion, you haven't reached the level that my dad invited, right?"

Although Cui Yaming had a smile on her face, what she said in her mouth was somewhat demeaning.

Song Qianqian is not stupid, so she naturally heard the sarcasm in her words. Thinking about the absurd and excessive things she had done to herself before, Song Qianqian replied unceremoniously: "Miss Cui, you misunderstood, I didn't know this was Ling Zun's birthday, I received an order in the morning, saying that there was a boss who was going to celebrate his sixty-sixth birthday, I thought it was an ordinary boss, besides, I didn't expect that the birthday of the CEO of such a big group as Cui's would order a cake in my store......? By the way, just over ten minutes before we had an argument at the mall, I received a phone call. ”

Cui Yaming's face stiffened, and then she threw a murderous light at the glasses man next to her.

The man with glasses hurriedly lowered his head and whispered, "Miss, the president asked me to book it at Miss Song's house." ”

"Shut up!"

Although the glasses man's voice was very small, it still made Song Qianqian and Ou Yixuan hear it.

Cui Yaming hurriedly reprimanded the man with glasses, gave him a look and told him to leave quickly.

"In that case, then it's okay, anyway, there are a lot of people coming to my dad's birthday party, and it doesn't matter if there are multiple cakes. ”

Cui Yaming raised the corners of her mouth, arrogantly like a peacock who just wanted to open the screen.

Song Qianqian nodded, she didn't want to stay here for a long time, "If it's okay, then I'll leave first." ”

After speaking, Song Qianqian put down the sleeves he was holding in his hand, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Miss Song, do you want me to introduce you to a few big bosses, so that they can come to you when they need it in the future. ”

Cui Yaming stopped a waiter, took two glasses of red wine, handed one to Ou Yixuan, and held one in her hand, but Song Qianqian, who was standing opposite her, deliberately did not hand over the wine.

The waiter stood there awkwardly, not leaving, not leaving.

In the face of this kind of little trick, Song Qianqian had long been used to it, she waved her hand at the waiter, and the waiter nodded at her gratefully, turned around and fled from this dangerous place.

"Miss Cui, thank you for your kindness, but I don't need it, you should keep these bosses, what if you need them in the future?"

Song Qian smiled shallowly, his sexy lips moved slightly, and he said the sentences that had words in these words.

Ou Yixuan secretly looked at Song Qianqian in front of her, although she was dressed very ordinarily, and her face was flushed without powder, but in front of Cui Yaming, she looked dazzling, especially her attitude of not being humble or arrogant, which was enough to make him admire it very much.

"Miss Song, if you're not busy, why don't you stay and have a drink together?"

Ou Yixuan didn't know why he took the initiative to keep her, he has always been a person who is indifferent to everything and people, but here in Song Qianqian, he doesn't know why he broke the precedent.

Song Qianqian raised her eyes to look at him, there was no fluctuation in her clear eyes, she smiled, shook her head and refused, "Thank you Mr. Ou, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first." ”

Ou Yixuan nodded, "Since there is something, then we won't force it." Miss Song, please pay attention to safety on the way back. ”

Song Qianqian nodded, turned around and walked out.

Looking at Song Qianqian's disappearing figure, some disappointment flashed in Ou Yixuan's eyes, but it quickly disappeared, replaced by wordless indifference.

Cui Yaming looked at Ou Yixuan, and then looked at the place where Song Qianqian disappeared, her pink fists were clenched, and her little face was a little purple. She pulled Ou Yixuan violently, wanting to ask him why he went to Song Qianqian's store to buy a cake last night, but she didn't expect that with a lot of strength, the red wine in the wine glass in Ou Yixuan's hand spilled out at once, splashing on the cuffs of his white suit.

She was stunned at first, and the words she wanted to ask were suddenly stuck in her throat, saying no, not saying no.

Seeing that a large piece of his body was wet, the cuffs of his white suit seemed to be splashed with ink, and he was suddenly stained with a large piece of red wine.

"Cui Yaming, okay, what are you crazy about?"

Ou Yixuan frowned, and said coldly at Cui Yaming.

Cui Yaming looked at the angry Ou Yixuan, and hurriedly wanted to look for the tissue, "I'm sorry Yixuan, I didn't mean to, don't worry, I'll go find the tissue." ”

"Forget it, no need, I'll go to the bathroom and deal with it. ”

After speaking, Ou Yixuan left Cui Yaming, turned around and walked towards the bathroom outside the reception.

Cui Lao and a few friends stood aside, seemingly chatting hotly, but his eyes kept looking at Ou Yixuan, and he had been closely monitoring him since they came in and walked towards Song Qianqian.

In order to prove whether Ou Yixuan really forgot Song Qianqian, he deliberately asked the secretary to order a cake in Song Qianqian's shop, the purpose was to let Ou Yixuan and Song Qianqian meet, but, according to the situation just now, Ou Yixuan really didn't seem to remember Song Qianqian.

In this way, his heart can be a little more at ease.

Song Qianqian rubbed his swollen arm and stood at the elevator door. Her small body should really go to exercise, and after only a few strokes of the cake, her arm hurt sorely.

"Ding......

When the elevator arrived, Song Qianqian put down his arm and raised his eyes to look into the elevator, "Brother Mo, it's such a coincidence." ”

Mo Ling walked out of the elevator in a straight black suit, and looked at Song Qianqian with a surprised face, "Qianqian, why are you here?"

This is Cui Lao's birthday party, if it weren't for his old man forcing him to come, he wouldn't want to have anything to do with Cui Lao in his life.

It really surprised him to meet Song Qianqian here, five years ago, Cui Yaming did those excessive things to her, according to her temper, she would never forgive Cui Yaming so easily.

"Don't mention it, I've been yin. ”

Song pouted shallowly, with an impatient face.

"What's going on? Tell me about it. ”

Mo Ling frowned and asked worriedly.

Song Qianqian sighed deeply, learned the matter from beginning to end to Mo Ling, and finally made a neck wiping action at his neck, "Brother Mo, you said that I came here, is it equivalent to killing myself?"

Looking at her like this, Mo Ling couldn't help laughing, and reached out and pointed lightly at her forehead, "You little confused, how many times have I told you, you must ask the customer's requirements to take the order, you just can't remember." ”

Song Qianqian rubbed the forehead that had been pointed at by Mo Ling, and stretched out his tongue at him mischievously.

Song Qianqian only cared about complaining to Mo Ling, and didn't pay any attention to Ou Yixuan, who was iron-faced around the corner.

He originally wanted to go over to say hello to Song Qianqian, but when he saw Song Qianqian and another *** talking and laughing at the elevator door, he couldn't help but feel a sense of jealousy, which felt like being jealous!

Ou Yixuan sneered and laughed at himself, "Is there any mistake, why should I eat her jealousy!"

Mo Ling smiled and listened to Song Qianqian's complaints, and when her eyes turned, she suddenly saw Ou Yixuan standing around the corner, her smile suddenly froze on her face, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

"What's wrong? Brother Mo, why do you look like a. ”

Song Qianqian noticed that Mo Ling was wrong, and following his eyes, she immediately understood why he had this expression.

I think that when she first saw Ou Yixuan, she also had this expression.

"Shallow, you saw it, Zihao, it's Lu Zihao, this kid is back. ”

After speaking, the stiff expression on Mo Ling's face was replaced by surprise, and before Song Qianqian could hold him, he had already walked towards Ou Yixuan excitedly.

Song Qianqian shook her head impatiently, it's over, with her previous experience, Brother Mo will also be regarded as a madman by Ou Yixuan.

"Brother Mo, Brother Mo ......"

Song Qianqian followed closely for a few steps, but still couldn't hold him. Seeing Brother Mo standing in front of Ou Yixuan with an excited face, she hurriedly took his hand and explained in a low voice: "Brother Mo, don't be excited, he is not Lu Zihao, he is really not." ”

Mo Ling's eyes stared straight at Ou Yixuan, his handsome face was full of excitement, he looked at Ou Yixuan and shook his head and said, "No, shallow, he is Lu Zihao, a brother who grew up with me, and a good friend who was born and died with me." ”

Song Qianqian flicked his forehead and glanced at Ou Yixuan with some embarrassment, as she expected, his face was very, very ugly.

"I'm sorry Mr. Ou, my friend recognized the wrong person. ”

Song Qianqian pulled Mo Ling and wanted to pull him aside, but Mo Ling just didn't move, and even leaned towards Ou Yixuan's side again, "Zihao, when did you come back?" Why do you look at me like that, don't you know me?"

Mo Ling stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Ou Yixuan, this kid, how could he see that he didn't react at all?

Ou Yixuan didn't say a word, his eyes kept on Song Qianqian's hand holding Mo Ling.