Xiao Rongrong was stunned by the question, followed by shame and indignation, and always felt like she was sticking to him upside down. But she thought about it again, isn't it upside down that she did it herself?

She had never been so humble.

"You're here... Wait for someone? ”

"Hmm."

Xiao Rongrong's heart was suffocated, her eyes were gloomy, she never thought that he would say it so bluntly. But she couldn't say anything cruel to him.

"Oh." Xiao Rongrong lowered her eyes, stood beside him, learned from him to lean against the wall, the thin long skirt dragged all the way to the ground, waited for a while, the atmosphere was a little stiff, she couldn't help but look sideways at him, and clearly saw a mole under his eyelid, which was magnified by the mirror, and then reflected in her pupils.

I still couldn't hold back thinking that he was having a funny conversation with that woman.

"Are you with that woman?"

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

Song Yuqiao raised his eyes and looked at her in confusion.

Xiao Rongrong's cheeks instantly burned like a cloud of fire, and she pursed her lips stubbornly.

"Can't you even ask?"

Xiao Rongrong forced herself to look at him. Sideways staring at him.

Although her heart was almost jumping out, she was not afraid, her palms were soaked, she only knew that the man in front of her was getting farther and farther away from her, like an unreachable god, leaving her world little by little, until she disappeared.

Xiao Rongrong was puzzled as to why she liked him.

His gentleness was obviously not given to her alone, but she still couldn't help but indulge in it and fell into it.

Xiao Rongrong still remembers the first time they met, it was the first time she went to a high-end café with other celebrities, she was unruly at the time, she didn't bother to blend in with them at all, and felt that their movements and behaviors were too pompous.

Then she was targeted.

Then the people stopped taking her out, and she was happy, but she heard some gossip again. Regarding her abusive words such as artificiality, hypocrisy, and white lotus, every time she goes to a party, someone will come up to mock her, thinking that she is too pretending.

She remembers that she was taken to a project party by her father, and after she had her period, she went to the bathroom after talking to him. She almost spasmed in pain, and stayed in the bathroom for a while before going out, but as soon as she walked out, her legs went limp, and just when she thought her face was on the ground, a pair of warm hands behind her hugged her.

The moment she turned around, she saw his elegant appearance, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, like a spring breeze, blowing through her heart and tugging at her heartstrings.

He politely hugged her and asked, "Miss, are you alright?"

Xiao Rongrong's face turned into a peach, and she shook her head shyly.

He picked her up so she could stand steadily.

"Indirect dizziness and weak legs may be stomach problems, just remember to eat breakfast in the future."

After he finished speaking, he smiled softly at her, and then he left, like a noble son, with steady steps, but without losing his elegance.

Xiao Rongrong looked at his departing back stupidly, and it wasn't until he disappeared from sight that she realized in a trance that she didn't seem to ask his name. couldn't help but get annoyed, when she went to the hall to meet her father, listening to her father's nagging, her eyes were misty, until she saw the slender man on the stage, with a warm face, holding the microphone and looking at the staff with a smile.

She never expected that she would meet that man again.

Next to her, her father was still reprimanding her for such an important party, how could she wait for so long, etc., she didn't hear anything, her eyes were full of only the man on the stage.

It was so beautiful that she didn't dare to move, for fear of disturbing the tranquility of the moment.

It wasn't until her father waved his hand in front of her eyes in surprise that she came back to her senses.

From his father's mouth, it can be known that the man's name is Song Yuqiao, twenty-seven years old this year, a returnee, the president of the Song Group, and single. Her mind struck and she secretly decided that she must stand by the man's side.

Later, when she had the opportunity to marry the Song family, she was so happy that she didn't sleep for almost three days and three nights.

After a brief contact with him, I felt that although he was smiling, the smile was emotionless.

Until he openly said that he had a girlfriend, Xiao Rongrong only felt that her heart was broken.

Those dreams of the past were shattered in an instant.

But Xiao Rongrong still couldn't help but want to get close to him, wanted to get close to him. Whether he has a girlfriend or not, she has him in her heart and eyes.

Finally, at the urging of the two parents, Xiao Rongrong and him met again.

However, it was a very bad meeting, and she could clearly see how much he hated her.

But she still doesn't give up, as long as it is related to him, she will subconsciously care. She kind of hated her swinging behavior, but she couldn't control herself.

Xiao Rongrong had tears in her eyes, biting her lip, her heart was beating, and she looked at him stubbornly.

She couldn't understand why he was so detached from her.

"Can't you ask?" Xiao Rongrong asked again.

Song Yuqiao lowered his eyes, shook his head, and helped his glasses, his eyes were indifferent.

"Let's go first."

Song Yuqiao didn't answer her words, got up and strode towards the other side.

It's just that he didn't see Shen Shengyu at the door of the women's toilet, he frowned secretly, and was about to call her. I saw a text message from her, and the text message said that she left first.

Song Yuqiao's face changed slightly, paused, and turned around to leave. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Xiao Rongrong following behind him in small steps, he had an inexplicable anger in his heart, if it wasn't for her, Shen Shengyu wouldn't have left, and he pushed all his anger onto her.

Because he wanted to vent his anger.

Song Yuqiao saw Shen Shengyu in the hall, she was wearing a light blue dress, revealing an elegant swan neck, and her emaciated figure looked so delicate against the background of the man, he stood aside, quietly watching them chat, looking at each other, and their gentle eyes met, like a kind old husband and wife.

Song Yuqiao muttered, "Why... You can't just look at me. ”

Suddenly, someone behind him tapped him on the shoulder, and he turned his head to look lazily.

"Is there any progress?"

Xin Zhiyan followed his gaze and saw the two dazzling people in the crowd at a glance. Shen Shengyu sat on the sofa dignified and elegant, put his hands on his knees, raised his eyes, and his appearance was reflected in his eyes.

Mu Shengfeng looked at her with his chin down, his eyes full of tenderness and doting.

Seeing Xin Zhiyan's itchy teeth, she frowned, glanced at the person beside her lightly, and said in a calm and mocking tone: "You're too useless, right?" They reconciled so quickly? ”

Song Yuqiao's eyes deepened, the fist hanging by his side clenched, and the nameless fire in his heart was burning. After hearing Xin Zhiyan's taunt, he lowered his voice and warned, "Mind your."

Xin Zhiyan looked at her funny: "I didn't expect Song Gongzi, who is known for his gentleness, to burst into foul language."