Bei Xiaorou, who walked out of the competition venue, saw the man standing at the intersection as soon as she raised her eyes, her delicate face lit up slightly, and she walked towards him with a light smile. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The man was dressed in a dark blue suit, standing under a big tree on the side of the road, the sun was shining from among the leaves, casting a little dappled light and shadow on him, and his handsome facial features like sculpture became more three-dimensional.

The people passing by unconsciously cast their eyes on him, but they were afraid of the cold aura emanating from him and did not dare to approach easily.

At this time, the man turned his head sideways, his gaze was fixed, his black eyes softened when he saw the woman coming, and the whole person's temperament became much softer.

Bei Xiaorou walked up to him, her delicate face became more and more crystal in the sun, she looked up at him lightly, "Why are you here?" ”

Lei Ziqian's big palm clasped her soft and boneless little hand, and the two of them intertwined their fingers tightly and held each other, their eyes as deep as a deep pool flashed with soft waves, staring at her intently.

Lei Ziqian's company was about to negotiate a project, but today it learned that the other party suddenly lowered the price, and said that if it did not agree, it would choose Ancheng Construction Company.

An Beihao, the heir of Ancheng Construction, has always regarded Lei Ziqian as an opponent and will always compete with him for the same project, but Lei Ziqian has never disdained to care about him.

It's just that he was very interested in this project, and Lei Ziqian had the determination to get it, so after getting the report, he immediately held an emergency meeting, and at the same time sent Yu Special Helper to find out what the conditions proposed by Ancheng Construction were.

Therefore, when Bei Xiaorou participated in the competition this morning, he could only send a driver to send her to the competition venue, and as soon as the meeting was over, he pushed off the rest of the itinerary and immediately rushed over to pick her up.

But he wasn't going to tell her that, so instead of answering her questions, he asked, "How do you feel?"

Pei Xiaorou's eyes lit up, nodded, and informed the judges of their reactions and situations just now, when she heard her talk about Yuan Zhendong, Lei Ziqian's dark eyes sank slightly, and her handsome face suddenly sank.

But Pei Xiaorou didn't notice his change, she still cared that she couldn't see Yuan Zhendong's reaction, she frowned slightly, and her originally happy expression darkened slightly, "I don't know if Mr. Yuan is dissatisfied with this cake, he doesn't seem to have any reaction." ”

She raised her eyes to look at the man, only to find that his face was cold, and his tight handsome face was cold, she was slightly stunned, with some surprise and confusion in her eyes, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Lei Ziqian looked at her with a heavy gaze, his big interlocked hands pressed slightly, and the corners of his lips were drawn in a sharp arc, "Why do you care so much about his reaction?" ”

Feeling the force of the sudden clenching in his hand, Bei Xiaorou blinked lightly, looked at him with doubtful eyes, nodded subconsciously, and then saw that the man's face suddenly turned cold, his brows were furrowed, and the displeasure in his eyes clearly appeared.

I don't understand why he was suddenly unhappy, thinking back to what she had just said was inappropriate, she opened her mouth, and when she wanted to ask something more, a light suddenly flashed in her mind.

She suddenly remembered what Yang An'an said that day, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, she pursed her lips, looked at him with some temptation in her eyes, and asked with some uncertainty: "You don't like me to mention Mr. Yuan?" ”

Lei Ziqian's eyes moved slightly, his dark eyes became darker, and his low tone brought some awkward unhappiness, "I don't like the way you look at him." ”

And what he didn't say was that he minded Yuan Zhendong treating her differently.

Bei Xiaorou was slightly stunned, looking at his tense and unhappy face, her face was slightly stunned.

She never paid attention to what kind of eyes she had when she looked at Yuan Zhendong, but her excitement was certain, but she didn't expect that this would make the man mind.

She remembered the last sentence that Yang Anan reminded that day, and she didn't take it to heart at the time, but now it seems that she really expected it.

The corners of her lips hooked a light smile, her heart softened, she stretched out her other hand and gently covered the hands of the two of them, her clear eyes became more and more transparent under the refraction of the sun, and she looked up at him lightly, "I feel to Mr. Yuan, just like Minghui feels to you, I will be excited just because I worship and admire him as an idol, that's all." ”

Lei Ziqian's eyes moved slightly, his tense face slowed down slightly, and the unhappiness in his eyes gradually faded, but his gaze was still dark, with an incomprehensible undercurrent.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the woman's delicate face, the undercurrent in his eyes surged, and he suddenly reached out and pulled the woman into his arms and wrapped her tightly.

Bei Xiaorou let out a low voice, leaned sideways on his chest, his eyes came into contact with the curious eyes of the people who passed by the two of them, remembering that this was the door where people came and went outside the competition venue, he couldn't help blushing slightly, moved uncomfortably, and said softly: "Ziqian, you let go of me first, many people are watching."

The man frowned, his cold gaze swept over the projected gaze, and those people couldn't help but look away slightly when they came into contact with the cold light in his eyes.

Lei Ziqian slowly let go of his hand, looked down at the woman with a shy face, his dark eyes were slightly soft, and his big palm took her little hand and walked out.

Behind the two of them, standing not far away, in the crowd that walked out of the competition venue, there was a man's gaze, which fell firmly on Bei Xiaorou from the beginning, and the gaze in his eyes gradually changed from the initial guess to certainty, and finally a malicious smile appeared on his face.

The cake contest stipulates that you can get a reply within three to one week after the preliminary round, so that you can know if you have passed.

However, Bei Xiaorou was notified on the second day of the competition, and when she saw the contents of the notice in her hand, Jiaorou's face was full of surprise and disbelief.

Yang An'an, who was on the side, saw that her face was wrong, and stepped forward suspiciously, pulled the list in her hand, and immediately saw anger in her eyes, and turned her head to look at her friend in disbelief, "What's going on, didn't that matter be investigated a long time ago, have the parties posted to refute the rumors?" How did it come out again? Are the brains of the censors all in the water? ”

Bei Xiaorou bit her lip, her face turned slightly pale, the shock in her eyes had not faded, and when she heard Yang An'an's words, the hand hanging by her side suddenly tightened.

She turned her head to look at the notice in her hand, and her eyes stayed on the line "Due to food production safety problems, the qualifications for the competition are not met, and she is hereby notified to withdraw from the competition" for a moment, and then a trace of resoluteness appeared in her eyes, she raised her eyes to look at Yang An'an, "I want to explain it to the people of the review committee." ”

As the words fell, she turned around and picked up her coat and walked out.

"Hey, I'll go with you!" Yang Anan hurriedly turned around and put down the notice, picked up the bag, and shouted at the staircase to Bei Minghui, telling him to come down quickly, and hurriedly walked out to chase Bei Xiaorou without waiting for him to answer.

The clerk on the side looked at the figures of the two of them who disappeared outside the door in amazement, and blinked in amazement.

When Pei Minghui hurriedly went downstairs and saw that only the clerk was there, he asked suspiciously about the whereabouts of the two women, but the clerk just shook his head and said he didn't know.

He scratched his head and walked to the counter with a puzzled face, just when he saw the notice sheet that was dropped by Yang An'an, he picked it up casually and looked at it, and after seeing the content on it clearly, his face was shocked, and his eyes were full of confusion.

Hurriedly picked up the mobile phone to call his sister's phone, but the phone rang in his ears, he glanced at the mobile phone that fell on the counter, frowned and hung up the phone, and turned to Yang An'an, and finally learned that the two were going to the game After the review meeting explained clearly, he hung up the phone.

Pei Minghui knows too well how important this competition is to her sister, and she also knows how strict the censorship system of this competition is.

Although he was angry that his sister had been wrongfully withdrawn from the competition because of something that had already been clarified, he was even more worried that it would not be useful for them to go over and explain like this.

After frowning and pondering for a long time, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately picked up his mobile phone and made another call. (To be continued.) )