"The president didn't explain, but he went abroad to deal with official business, and he will be a little busier, Miss Song, please rest assured."

"Can you get in touch with him?" Song Xingchen asked.

The secretary shook his head: "When the president is working, we can only contact Assistant Qin, not Mr. Leng directly, but Assistant Qin finished explaining his work the day before yesterday and instructed us not to call him casually." ”

It seems that the situation is very serious.

Song Xingchen sighed.

Forget it, let's take it one step at a time.

"Since it's inconvenient to tell, then I'll go first, please, if there is any news about him, please be sure to contact me."

The secretary nodded: "That's for sure." ”

Song Xingchen returned to the program group listlessly, cheered up and finished recording the show, and his spirit was all gone.

"Sister Xingchen, it's already off work, aren't you leaving?" Xiao Ke saw that she was stunned, and was a little worried: "Do you want me to accompany you home?" ”

Song Xingchen is like this, she is really afraid that something will happen to Song Xingchen.

"I'm fine, let's go first." Song Xingchen came back to his senses and smiled apologetically: "The work of the past few days, if it's not too important, let's cancel it all." ”

Xiao Ke nodded: "Then you have a good rest." ”

Song Xingchen returned home and communicated with Uncle Wang as soon as possible, but there was still no news of Leng Haochen.

A heart gradually sank to the bottom.

Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound in my ears.

The phone vibrates?

Song Xingchen grabbed his mobile phone, and couldn't help but feel a sense of loss after seeing the unfamiliar number on it.

But she still answered the phone and said politely: "Hello, I'm Song Xingchen......"

"Remember me?" Song Xingchen was stunned.

How could she not remember, the voice was all too familiar to her.

Song Xingchen frowned: "Han Yuxuan......"

He changed his mobile phone number to call, is there something wrong?

"I didn't expect you to recognize me just by saying a word, how important I am in your heart." Han Yuxuan said poorly.

Song Xingchen didn't have time to play poor with him: "If you have anything to say, you say it as soon as possible, no one will waste time with you." ”

"In your current situation, you are still so presumptuous to talk to me?" Han Yuxuan was confident: "You should beg me in a while." ”

Song Xingchen's face changed, it was really Han Yuxuan's ghost!

No, she can't mess around.

Song Xingchen pursed his lips and barely kept calm: "If you're okay, I'll hang up." ”

"You can't contact Leng Haochen, you're in a hurry, aren't you?" Han Yuxuan said nonchalantly.

Song Xingchen squeezed his mobile phone tightly, barely keeping his breathing steady: "I don't know what you're talking about, Leng Haochen went on a business trip, you have something, call him." ”

Han Yuxuan sneered: "Don't pretend, he's missing." ”

"What do you mean?" Song Xingchen stood up from the sofa suddenly, knocked over the tea and spilled his whole body, and didn't care: "Han Yuxuan, what did you do?" ”

Seeing that she finally reacted, Han Yuxuan said proudly: "I know where Leng Haochen is." ”

Song Xingchen's hand holding the phone shook slightly.

And so it was.

But Leng Haochen once said that Han Yuxuan is insidious and cunning, and he must not be taken lightly.

Song Xingchen tried to calm himself down and talked to Han Yuxuan: "You think I will believe your words?" ”

"It's okay not to believe it, but do you know what happened to Leng Haochen now? Do you know how much he needs you? Han Yuxuan said these words slowly, as if he was deliberately torturing her, stimulating Song Xingchen's nerves a little bit.

"Han Yuxuan......" couldn't contact Leng Haochen, Song Xingchen was so anxious that he was like an ant on the hot pot table, and he almost wanted to confront Han Yuxuan face to face desperately.

However, is Han Yuxuan's words really credible?

Song Xingchen said in a deep voice: "I won't believe your nonsense. ”

"It turns out that your feelings for Leng Haochen are nothing more than that, you don't care if he is dead or alive?" Han Yuxuan smiled gloomily: "It's better for you to leave him and follow me." ”

"You ......" Song Xingchen knew that this was Han Yuxuan's agitation method, but the worry about Leng Haochen had spread in his heart as he became more and more careless, and she said, "You did it on purpose that day. ”

Han Yuxuan nodded: "I kindly remind you, who knew that one or two were so stupid, and I had no choice, Su Qiaoqiao, that stupid woman, is still a bit useful." ”

"Sure enough, you planned it." Song Xingchen couldn't calm down, even if Han Yuxuan shut up at this moment, she couldn't sit still, and asked, "Where are you?" ”

"What? You want to see me? Han Yuxuan asked slowly.

Song Xingchen was impatient: "Don't sell Guanzi." ”

"I really want to see you, you really say it is in my heart." Han Yuxuan hung her for a while: "That's it, you come to the Blue Mill Cafe, and I'll talk to you face-to-face." ”

"Okay." Right now, Song Xingchen couldn't care about the danger, so he had to grit his teeth and go to the appointment: "Han Yuxuan, I hope that what comes out of your mouth is what I want to hear, otherwise, I won't let you go." ”

Hearing this, Han Yuxuan seemed to be even more excited: "Baby, you'd better not let me go easily, I'm looking forward to your means." ”

Once Song Xingchen used those methods, her identity would not be hidden.

Song Xingchen: "......"

Han Yuxuan is really a psychopath.

After Song Xingchen hung up the phone, he immediately came to the café alone, perhaps Han Yuxuan deliberately played tricks and found a separate card room around the corner that no one would find.

He was also dressed like a dog, as if he was going to walk the catwalk at any time.

"You're finally here." Han Yuxuan showed a charming smile when he saw Song Xingchen.

"Stop laughing, it's disgusting." When Song Xingchen saw Han Yuxuan, he felt irritable, but in order to know Leng Haochen's whereabouts, he still sat opposite Han Yuxuan.

She spoke directly: "Say, where is the person?" ”

"You're really not giving me any chance to talk nonsense?" Han Yuxuan threw over the coffee list: "What to drink?" I'm in for a treat. ”

Song Xingchen lowered his head and saw that the cheapest coffee in the book was also over 1,000: "It seems that your backstage is indeed powerful, and you can live such a luxurious life without a job." ”

Han Yuxuan understood that this cynical tone meant something: "Although Leng Haochen is a ghost in my career, it has no substantial impact on me, and I didn't come to the entertainment industry to make money." ”

"And what are you for?" Song Xingchen quickly asked rhetorically.

"Of course it's for ......" Han Yuxuan smiled ambiguously: "Looking for you!! ”

Song Xingchen was a little disappointed, and didn't believe Han Yuxuan's nonsense at all: "Why didn't Leng Haochen let people beat you to death last time?" ”

As soon as the words fell, he saw Han Yuxuan's handsome face turned black to the bottom of the pot, obviously very unhappy with this matter: "Song Xingchen, you'd better not anger me now." ”