The girl who came down from the upstairs was Song Jia, but she was not amazed by the scene in front of her.

It turned out that this handsome young man was going to confess to Song Jia, and Chen Feng, who saw this scene clearly, didn't plan to leave, and planned to be a melon-eating crowd for a while.

But looking at Song Jia's appearance, she doesn't seem to be happy?

Song Jia felt a little powerless when she saw this scene in front of her, she couldn't remember how many times she had encountered such a scene this month.

"I've said it all, I don't feel like you, why don't you listen!" Throwing the bag to the assistant next to her, Song Jia said impatiently.

"Jiajia, it's okay, I know that I must not give up on the road of pursuing love, come on, I can accept all the tests you have for me. The more Xiao Xianrou talked, the more energetic he became, and finally he knelt on one knee and took out a small box.

Song Jia only felt a little dizzy in his head, and there was no way for this guy, he attended a commercial party a month ago, and talked about business with the boss of a small group for a while, and it happened that his son also came to the party.

When he saw Song Jia, who was down-and-out and generous with an elegant temperament, Tang Kun felt that his little heart was about to lose his own.

So the things that had plagued Song Jia for a month began, when the house was opened and on the road, this time he even ran to his own company.

Although Song Jia is not interested in the little fresh meat in front of her, it does not mean that others are not interested.

It was now the end of the day, and a group of female white-collar workers wearing professional suits walked down the Lancôme Building in groups, and they were shocked when they saw the scene downstairs.

When they saw their president's name printed in a heart pattern, a pair of eyes full of envy looked at their president, who combined appearance and wisdom.

"It's so romantic, if it were I'd get married. A female white-collar worker with high myopia glasses and some freckles on her face was full of longing.

"In other words, I think Tang Gongzi of this revitalization group is really infatuated, but it's a pity that the falling flowers are intentionally ruthless. A female white-collar worker with a ball-haired head who looks intellectually lamented.

"Who is Falling Flower?"

"Me"

“......”

"Jiajia, look at what I've brought you. As he spoke, Tang Kun took out two tickets from his arms.

"This is your favorite concert ticket for Zhou Xingxing, how about it?"

When he saw the ticket in the other party's hand, Song Jia's originally irritable mood because of Tang Kun also calmed down, and his eyes pretended to skim the ticket in his hand inadvertently.

"Did you buy the tickets I asked you to buy for me?" asked the assistant next to him quietly.

"I'm sorry President, but when I went there today, all the remaining tickets were bought by the guy surnamed Tang for ten times the price. The female assistant replied with a bowed head.

After listening to the assistant's words, Song Jia was angry, the feelings of this guy were deliberate.

However, paying ten times the price to buy all the tickets is also a bloody investment.

At this time, Tang Kun was full of smug smiles, but before he could be complacent for three seconds, a group of uninvited guests rushed over to the scene of his well-designed confession.

A group of bodyguards in black suits roughly picked up the guitarist and threw it aside, and several bodyguards walked up to the heart-shaped pattern paved with pink roses to take a look, and raised their legs to kick the heart with Tang Kun's name printed on it.

"Don't !!!"

Seeing that he had carefully arranged the results of an afternoon, he was trampled on by these people, and Tang Kun screamed in pain.

After Tang Kun's heart was swept with a broom, only Song Jia's heart-shaped pattern was left on the road.

Well, it looks a lot more comfortable now.

Song Jia felt a lot happier in her heart, although she didn't know who the other party was.

"You guys, you bastards!" Tang Kun, who was still holding the bouquet of roses in his hand, jumped up and stomped his feet and shouted.

After dealing with the scene, the black-clad bodyguards stood on both sides.

Are their heads coming out?

The crowd of onlookers speculated.

After a while, a man in a pink suit and brown sunglasses walked out surrounded by bodyguards.

"Who is this person?" Chen Feng looked at the man who walked in, and asked the passers-by around him with some confusion.

"You don't know him, this is the number one chaebol in our Jiangbei City, the eldest son of the Hua family, and there is no shortage of flowers. Passerby A couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw that Chen Feng didn't even know that there was no shortage of flowers.

Hua Buqian walked up to Tang Kun, who was still sitting on the road and was heartbroken, and reached out and patted him on the shoulder, as if comforting his wounded soul.

"Sorry, those guys were so rough. ”

Hua Buquan's face was full of harmless expressions of humans and animals, and he was a little sympathetic to Tang Kun's experience, and then reached out and grabbed Tang Kun's bouquet, and pulled the bouquet hard to get out of Tang Kun's hand.

"You!" Tang Kun looked at Hua Bu in shock.

Hua Buquan, who stood up, glanced at the tickets in Tang Kun's hand intentionally or unintentionally, and saw Hua Buquan's eyes, Tang Kun tore the two tickets to shreds in the next second.

Hmph, you can't imagine what you can't get.

Tang Kun, who thought that he had finally won back a game from him, looked at Hua Bu with pride.

Seeing that Tang Kun dared to tear up the ticket, Hua Bu was stunned for a moment, and then gave a gesture to the bodyguard behind him.

"Up!"

Hearing his young master's order, a group of big men rushed towards Tang Kun in a swarm and surrounded him.

"You, what are you going to do?!"

Tang Kun didn't bring a bodyguard when he went out today, he thought that he could make an appointment with a beautiful woman to watch a concert with him, and bringing a bodyguard would only get in the way, but he didn't expect that there would be no shortage of flowers halfway.

Tang Kun is a boy who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun, where can he be the opponent of this group of big men with five big and three rough.

He was grabbed by two bodyguards, and the other bodyguards reached out and touched him.

"Hey, don't tear my clothes!!" Locked hands and feet by two bodyguards, Tang Kun struggled with his legs and stared hard at the ground.

After the bodyguards touched Tang Kun for a while, one of the bodyguards took a stack of tickets and handed them to Hua You, who had been waiting for a long time.

"Young master, we found these. ”

Looking at the pile of tickets in his hand, the corners of his mouth hooked a curvature, took away the brown sunglasses, and glanced at Tang Kun, who had only a pair of red underwear left on his body, with only a pair of red underwear left on his body.

"Hmph, Tang Ersil will put the trick on the spot next time, and you dare to grab the woman that Young Master Ben has a crush on. After speaking, he put on sunglasses and walked away with all the bodyguards.

"Woo, you bastards!!" Pulling the torn and somewhat loose underwear in embarrassment, Tang Kun left the scene as if he had fled under the gaze of many eyes.

"Jiajia... Handing the stack of tickets in his hand to Song Jiahua, she didn't lack a name and shouted a name that she hadn't called for a long time.

"Call me Song Jia, can you call Jiajia too?" Seeing the man in front of him, Song Jia only felt that he was even more disgusting than the Tang Kun just now.

"Okay, Song Jia, how are you doing lately? Your stomach problem is better, by the way, I heard that Uncle Guo has recovered and been discharged from the hospital. Take off her sunglasses, put away her cynical expression, and look at Song Jia sincerely.

"Heh, I don't bother spending a lot of money, you don't have to worry about it. Saying this coldly, Song Jia didn't look at the ticket in the other party's hand, and walked past him in high heels.

"You still won't forgive me? I didn't do well back then, I failed you, you can beat me or scold me, but you can't ignore me. "Grab that piece of green jade hand, there is no shortage of flowers, I really want to just keep holding her.

(End of chapter)