Song Qingran simply cleaned up the things at home, and explained a few times to the servants at home, and after the arrangement, Song Qingran stood in the huge room, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Although the house is big, the most valuable thing in the family is probably herself, and it didn't take long for Song Qingran to tidy up her things.

Thinking so, a message instantly popped up on the mobile phone thrown on the table.

At that time, Song Qingran was reclining on the sofa, stretching out his arm and hooking his hand, and took the mobile phone.

It's an unusually unfamiliar phone number, with only one concise sentence that can't be more concise.

"Dinner together at twelve o'clock at noon, old restaurant."

There is also a piece of geolocation information that follows.

This tone, this efficiency, Song Qingran can probably guess who sent the message without thinking about it, and she has no doubt that Zuo Chen knows his mobile phone number.

There are still two hours, and it's too late.

Song Qingran threw the mobile phone back on the coffee table in the living room, stepped on his slippers and began to go upstairs to pamper himself.

When she arrived, the waiter took her to the private room, Zuo Chen had already ordered, and handed her the menu, "See what else you need, and then order." ”

Most of the dishes on the table are what she likes, and it seems that she has also put a lot of effort into her, Song Qingran waved her hand, put the menu aside, pulled out a chair and sat down: "No need, I don't eat much, these are good, I already like it very much."

Zuo Chen looked at the tender red in the corners of her eyes, which looked shining in the sunlight by the window, and the cherry mouth looked extraordinarily ruddy as if something was smeared on her small mouth.

It should be well-groomed.

The corners of Zuo Chen's mouth were vaguely curvature, holding the knife and fork, and pretending to speak casually: "I heard that Mu Yi and Su Yiran are engaged next month, will you go to participate?"

It's like a temptation, and it's like a casual inquiry.

The engagement banquet between the two people, according to the degree of shamelessness of the two, nine times out of ten, will send her an invitation.

Song Qingran was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect him to say such a bad thing during dinner, he just paused, and quickly resumed the action of holding the vegetables in his hand, "Go!" Why not? ”

After saying that, the man in front of him frowned and hurriedly added: "I met that pair in the villa just now, no matter how I say it, it's also a good girlfriend's ex-fiancé, how can I be worthy of my identity if I don't attend?" I'm also a businessman, so I have to go to the tournament anyway, and ask for a little interest, right? ”

She squinted and chuckled softly, her elbows propped up on the table like a scheming fox.

There are some accounts, she has to calculate them well, and she can't do such a muffled business without saying a big loss.

She told him everything that happened in Fangcai's villa, and did not forget to add some interjections to show her heartache.

"No, I can't swallow that."

Originally, she was going to blow up her hair, but her puffed face was not a little sad and sad, but there was some eagerness to go on stage with some expectations and good shows, Zuo Chen raised his eyebrows, and also came interested: "Have a plan?" Tell me about it? ”

Song Qingran blinked his eyes, extremely sincere, "Not for the time being, I'm too sad, so you're just looking forward to the day I smash the field, maybe...... I'll need your help then. ”

Yes, she can't get half a sentence out, she's quite unkind.

He can believe this sentence is also a believer, after all, he didn't see any big "sadness" on her face.

With a "hmm", Zuo Chen retracted his gaze and replied.

Silence returned to the table.

Although Song Qingran has also eaten with the big names in the shopping mall, but they are all some cooperative exchanges, Chinese have liked to talk about things at the dinner table since ancient times, Song Qingran has perfectly inherited this fine tradition, so she is a little overwhelmed by this meal.

The man in front of him ate slowly, his every move was extremely expensive, probably because of his temperament, he didn't like to talk much, and his concentration on eating looked extremely pleasing to the eye.

Such a person, such a scene, before the change, she couldn't think of it, but now she is really sitting like this, it is like sitting on pins and needles.

When Song Qingran raised her head, the person opposite had finished eating, leaning on the back of the chair, looking at her like that with those dark and clear eyes, her face was red, and she was just about to get up and say let's go, when a pleasant bell rang in her ears.

His mobile phone didn't light up, Song Qingran raised his head and looked at the person who picked up the phone opposite.

As concise and powerful as he texted, after hanging up the phone, Zuo Chen stood up, casually picked up the jacket on the chair and put it on the crook of his arm, "I'm going to see an important meeting, let Hezhou send you back first, and I'll pick you up the luggage in the evening?" ”

She still has classes in the afternoon, Song Qingran stood up, there was a crispy tingling feeling on her toes, she almost stumbled on the chair, "No need, I'll just go back to school by myself, there will be classes in the afternoon." ”

For the time being, she doesn't want to become a pastime for after-tea meals in the mouth of outsiders again.

"Got a car?"

Song Qingran shook his head.

"Then let him send you there," as if seeing her hesitation, Zuo Chen opened his mouth to remind her: "You have to adapt to such an identity."

This statement is reasonable, and she can't help refusing, He Zhou didn't know where he jumped out from, and bowed slightly, "Madam, let's go, you can rest assured that I will drive." ”

Just enough to save the taxi money, Song Qingran followed Hezhou out.

There was still an hour before the afternoon class, and Song Qingran asked He Zhou to take her to a stop in front of the road that was still five hundred meters away from the school.

He Zhou dropped the handbrake, and the people behind him had already jumped out of the car, still holding a bunch of materials he had just taken from home in his arms.

"Thank you."

After saying that, he walked leisurely to another road.

Nanhua Design Institute is a new campus, and both the greening and the campus are hundreds of times better than the old campus.

There weren't many people on the tree-lined path near the lake, and Song Qingran hadn't walked much before he saw a man and a woman appear in front of him.

The girl stood on a stone by the lake, her hair scattered, the tears on her face were particularly clear, and she shouted "hoarsely" at the man in front of her, who was still some distance away.

"Xu Yan, I don't care, you have to be responsible for this matter to the end, I was chasing you before, but no matter how much I want to be with you, I won't do that kind of indiscriminate thing."

Song Qingran became interested, looked at the time, and there were still forty-five minutes before class.

I simply picked a shade and stood without leaving.

Song Qingran looked at it, the man looked good-eyed, and although his expression was a little flustered, his eyebrows were more impatient, "What do you want to do?" I said that I have someone I like, can you stay away from me, just like Nan Ke had a dream last night, I will give you a loss fee? ”

It's quite bloody, it looks like a dog, but I didn't expect it to be a scumbag.

After listening to the conversation between the two people, Song Qingran guessed a general storyline in his heart, which is afraid that this is another wonderful and bloody plot.

It's nothing more than a woman chasing a man, and then there is a drama that asks the man to be responsible.

Tut...... How does it sound a little similar?

The little girl tugged at the hem of her clothes tightly, her teeth biting her lips, all white, and her face still had a sadness that refused to let go.

Song Qingran was looking at it vigorously, maybe her gaze was too eager, and in the next second, she saw the two people who said yes looking straight in the direction of her.

Worst...... Peek...... I was caught and returned.

Song Qingran touched her nose in a sneer, a little embarrassed, just as she was thinking about whether to continue watching or walk away, the boy in front of her frowned and relaxed a little, pulled away the distance between him and the girl, and looked serious, "I'll figure out a way to do this, but we can't be together I don't like you, a twisted melon won't be sweet, you will definitely meet a very good person in the future, at least ten times better than me." My family is in a bad situation, and I really can't afford to delay you. ”

At this point, Song Qingran looked at the two people in front of him dumbfounded, and subconsciously looked at the girl's reaction.

The latter's tears were already falling as if he didn't want money, and the boy seemed to be even more at a loss, so he casually found a reason to prevaricate back.

"I'm going to class soon, I'll go here first, and I'll talk about it later, I'll go first."

After saying that, he didn't care about the girl, and ran away alone.

The speed of running shook the speed of the girl he cared about, and looking at the girl who was crying out of breath, Song Qingran felt a little uncomfortable.

"Rub?"

The girl raised her head and looked at the outstretched hand in front of her with teary eyes, a little stunned.

Song Qingran stuffed the toilet paper in her hand, sat down on the grass, raised her eyes to look in front of her and asked lightly, "Is it worth it?"

Throwing away all dignity and self-esteem for someone who doesn't want to like you at all, even if you don't get a good result in the end.

The suppressed emotions will be released here, and the girl will cry even more.

There were constant glances around, and Song Qingran's back was numb, in this case...... Let's go, it's not.

Not to mention...... It's so similar, it's just another copy of the story.

After crying for about five minutes, the girl slowly calmed down, lifted her crying makeup, and grabbed her arm with a ghost-like face.

"Between me and him, I've always been following in his footsteps. We were high school classmates, and I transferred to this school because of him. The girl hung her head.

Song Qingran propped her elbows on her knees and waited for her next step.

"I followed him for a long time, and it wasn't until last month that I found out that he had someone he liked, and that person was still my best friend! I couldn't get angry, so I cut off that good friend, but I still didn't want to give up on him, he was the purpose and light of my here, and the person I had been looking for, I couldn't give up. ”

It's still an infatuation, but it's too similar to her story.

Song Qingran lowered his eyelids, looked at the grass on his toes, and couldn't hear any tone, "Even if your head is broken and bleeding, there is no good result, even if it is, you won't let go?" ”

The girl paused, and her hesitation was quickly replaced by categorization, "I have to work hard for myself to know the result, in case ...... I mean, what if he finds out about me? ”