Song Qingran's eyelids jumped, she thought about it, and she said: "Oh, just now there were two children who didn't know the way, and asked me how I could be in the hall, and I said I didn't know either, I only came here for the second time today."

In the dark, Song Qingran felt that the old housekeeper had been watching her for a long time, and she didn't dare to say anything, so she could only hide her panic by drinking water.

She didn't have the heart to wander around now, so she could only follow the housekeeper back to the main house.

——

Song Qingran took a glass of champagne and didn't move in a corner, probably because of the effect of alcohol, and her head was a little dizzy.

Grandma couldn't go to bed late because she was old, so Song Qingran helped her upstairs to rest before, and Zuo Chen and He Zhou didn't come out of the study yet.

Just now, the little girl was taken away by her brother, and Song Qingran looked for it at the venue after she came back, but she didn't find it, as if she had disappeared out of thin air.

Song Qingran shook his wine glass, ignoring the countless lines of inquiry light on his body, and was just about to find a secluded place to sit down and rest, when he heard the surrounding sounds seem to be quieter.

It's like the way Zuo Chen first entered the door......

She seemed to be shrouded in a dark shadow, Song Qingran turned around, and saw Zuo Chen standing behind her, and He Zhou beside her had automatically turned around.

I don't want to look at it, I don't have eyes to see the eye of a long needle! Hmph, I don't look at it!

This is not a cold president who is high above and does not eat the fireworks of the world!

Zuo Chen's presence in front of his wife was definitely the last time He Zhou wanted to see him.

The first time I was at home, it was okay, Zuo Chen was injured and didn't have much effort to show him, the second time I came to the company, and the third time was now......

He Zhou couldn't stand the drowning smile on the corner of the president's mouth, stomped his feet in shame, and disappeared into the crowd.

Song Qingran witnessed the whole process, and could only "......"

Her eyelids jumped, and she turned her head and asked, "Are you done talking?" ”

"Well, that's it."

Zuo Chen was dressed in a formal suit, a strand of broken hair on his forehead hung down beside his face, and his deep eyes stared at her, perhaps because the light was dim here, Song Qingran seemed to find that his eyes were shining.

She looked at the wealthy wives and young ladies in a circle, and had a headache, "We...... When will I be able to go home? ”

"I'm just here to tell you," Zuo Chen lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Grandma said it's too late, it's inconvenient to go back, let's stay and sleep at night, okay?" ”

Song Qingran was stunned for a few seconds, considering that it was indeed unsafe to walk at night, so he nodded, "Okay." ”

"When you're tired, you can rest first, don't worry about them, you'll naturally leave when the time comes."

Song Qingran nodded, although it is true, it is unreasonable that no one from the Zuo family's banquet stayed at the scene.

It is impossible for a big man in Zuo Chen to take care of these things, and the old lady has already returned to the room, so Song Qingran had to stay in the hall until the end of the banquet.

Zuo Chen and He Zhou went back to the study, and he never came out until the end.

Song Qingran held his forehead, the man was really afraid of this kind of occasion.

However, Zuo Chen was really wronged this time, and his grandmother told him that the main purpose of this banquet was to introduce Song Qingran to everyone, but to let Song Qingran adapt to this kind of occasion in advance, and there would be no less in the future.

Grandma said so, can he go down halfway to support people?

What's more, those people who go to him will be uncomfortable, and it is better for him not to appear.

After the end, after Song Qingran and the servants sent the ladies away, Zuo Chen and He Zhou came belatedly.

Song Qingran rubbed her sore neck, Zuo Chen called the servant and took her to Zuo Chen's room.

When she arrived at the door of the room, she remembered that this was an old mansion, and there was no room for them to sleep in!

It's not that there is, mainly because I don't dare to ......

There are many servants in the old house, and the two of them sleep in separate rooms at night, and they may not know what version it will be in the ears of the old lady tomorrow morning!

Song Qingran couldn't bear to make the old lady sad, so he ......

Forget it, let's have the same room in the same room, she can still trust Zuo Chen's personality, that is...... It's just a little embarrassing.

Zuo Chen's room in the old mansion is almost the same as his room in Qianwan, both are black and white, but this room is a little more popular than that, and there are toy locomotives and models from Zuo Chen's childhood on the desk, and there are even a few photos of him when he was a child.

After the maid left, Song Qingran took a brief look, and the photo was also a handsome little guy, but he had a stinky face and appeared in this photo with a very reluctant expression.

She smiled and poked at the photo, then collapsed on the bed.

Song Qingran was tired for a day, and she was very nervous to be in the same room for a while, and wanted to finish washing before Zuo Chen came back, so that she could probably be less embarrassed.

So she got up quickly, undressed and went into the bathroom, the hot water washed away her tiredness of the day, she sobered up a lot, and after washing she found a big problem.

What about clothes?!

it! This is an old mansion! No change of clothes from her!

Song Qingran was a little devastated, what should I do now?!

She was so anxious that she walked back and forth in the bathroom several times, and there was really nothing else she could do, so she ripped off the bath towel and wrapped it around her, revealing her rounded shoulders with some droplets of water on them.

She first opened the bathroom door a little, heard no movement in the room, and then poked her head out to look around, and there was no one in sight.

Great, that's what it is,

Song Qingran wants to go out first to find a dress, whatever you want, anyway, she can't wear it before, she has a slight cleanliness habit, and she will never wear clothes before taking a bath.

It's okay to borrow Zuo Chen's.

But she didn't expect that she quietly walked out of the bathroom, a new set of clothes had been placed on the big bed in the room, the tag had not been taken off, and Zuo Chen was not in the room.

Song Qingran secretly rejoiced.

She unbuttoned her bath towel and was about to change into her pajamas when the door clicked open.

Song Qingran's body reacted faster than his brain, and he had already quickly burrowed into the quilt with lightning speed, wrapped tightly all over his body, leaving only a wet head, staring at the person at the door with a pair of frightened eyes.

Zuo Chen, "......"

He stood in the doorway, his mind blank for a moment, and his expression was a little dazed.

He stared at Song Qingran's face that slowly turned red, and suddenly laughed, "Mrs. Zuo, what are you...... Seducing me? ”

Song Qingran's face turned a little red again, and he was about to drip blood.

She looked away, "You think it's beautiful!" ”

Zuo Chen thought carefully about the picture he saw when he entered the door just now......

Song Qingran's figure is really not ordinarily good, from behind, it looks exquisite, with a thin waist and long legs, white skin and beautiful appearance, it is really ......

Zuo Chen secretly scolded himself for being a beast, don't scare people.

Then he coughed lightly, "I'll go take a shower, you quickly put on your clothes and dry your hair, or you'll catch a cold." ”

"Got it." Song Qingran buried his face in the quilt and replied in a muffled voice.

It wasn't until she heard the bathroom door close that she looked up, her face and neck red.

This time she didn't dare to come out, so she had to take her clothes and put them on in the bed, and then she went to find a hair dryer to blow her hair in front of the mirror.

Zuo Chen took a bath quickly, and he washed it in twenty minutes and got dressed.

He was dressed in gray silk pajamas, and his freshly washed hair was still wet, sticking to his face, which looked particularly soft in the orange light.

Song Qingran was still sitting on the edge of the bed, and when he saw him come out, he silently moved his position and made way for him.

Zuo Chen couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw that she was a little scared and panicked, but she still had to endure it.

He wiped his hair with a towel with one hand and said, "You go to sleep first, I still have some things to deal with, and I have to stay in the study for a while."

Hearing this, Song Qingran quietly breathed a sigh of relief, it is much better to come back after falling asleep than sleeping together when she is awake, this is acceptable!

Seeing her little expression in his eyes, although he was a little cute, he still couldn't help but feel a little melancholy in his heart, this progress was too slow!

He shook his head helplessly, and was about to go to the study to take it, but was suddenly stopped by Song Qingran.

"Wait a minute."

Zuo Chen paused, "What?" Can't bear me? Want me to sleep with you? ”

Song Qingran, "......"

He Zhou, the president of this kind of appearance, probably doesn't want to see it even more!

"I want to blow your hair," Song Qingran got up and walked over to him, pulled him to the table and sat down, "You just said that I asked me to dry my hair, otherwise I would catch a cold, why don't you know?" ”

Song Qingran is a person who knows gratitude, Zuo Chen has helped her a lot during this time, the care and protection given to her is enough, and there is enough freedom for her, so that she seems to have returned to the time when she had a family in the past.

She had to do something for him.

But Zuo Chen didn't seem to lack anything, and there was no material effect anymore, so she could only do her best to take care of his body.

Zuo Chen was shocked by her movements, and Mrs. Zuo seemed to ...... Got some enlightenment?

He pulled the corners of his mouth a little helplessly, this little girl always seems to poke your heart inadvertently, but she doesn't know it.

Last time, I stayed up all night guarding him for him, and this time I was blowing my hair......

Take your time one step at a time, and one day you'll get the hang of it.

Zuo Chen thought about it, just sat there motionless, and let Song Qingran blow his hair.

His hair is a little long, but it is also very soft, Song Qingran lifted his hair one after another in the warm breeze of the hair dryer and watched it fall, and suddenly felt that his hair was like a person, and it was very soft.

- "He's a scourge!" Nemesis! ”

- "Whoever is with him will be killed, you know?! ”

- "He is not worthy!" Do you know how scary he is? It's going to die! ”

……

"Scourge", "nemesis", "scourge", ......

Song Qingran's ears suddenly sounded the words of the little girl at the banquet.

None of these words should appear on Zuo Chen.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is the president of Huayang International Group, who is high up and covers the sky with one hand, and how many people rush forward one after another when he coughs.

In Song Qingran's eyes, he is a qualified person who loves to laugh gently.

Those who are cold, violent, freaks, scourges......

None of this should have happened to Zuo Chen.

But the little girl looks normal, but when she talks about Zuo Chen, she becomes abnormal, and there is a deep fear and fear in her eyes......

Although the little girl's brother later said that she was a little mentally abnormal, and even talked nonsense, Song Qingran still had some confusion in her mind.

The "madman" in her mouth is sitting quietly in front of her at the moment, letting her blow her hair, with a harmless expression and even obedient.

Song Qingran thought, if she told her about today's incident and asked, would he answer her question?

Not right-

It shouldn't be like this!

Last time Zuo Zuochen was injured, she told herself that curiosity killed the cat, why should she meddle and ask so much, haven't you heard that the more you know, the faster you die?!

Song Qingran forcibly resisted his curiosity, quietly dried his hair, and then Zuo Chen said "good night" to her and went to the study.

Song Qingran lay on the bed, flipped back and forth a few times, and fell asleep after a while.