As soon as Song Xingchen subconsciously turned around, he met a foreigner with blond hair and blue eyes and a tall figure, and when he saw Song Xingchen, his eyes lit up, and he trotted over with surprise on his face.

Warm?

Who is it?

Now there are only two people left here, she and Leng Haochen, is it called Leng Haochen?

He still has such a name?

Song Xingchen was guessing in his heart that the foreigner had already come over and hugged her.

"It's really you, warm! I just looked familiar at the door, and I thought I was mistaken, why haven't I seen you contact everyone all these years? ”

Song Xingchen was startled, she was about to push the foreigner away, he had already let her go.

"Warm?" Song Xingchen calmed down, smiled and shook his head: "I'm sorry, you may have recognized the wrong person, I'm Song Xingchen, not warm." ”

"Not warm?" The man's face flashed with surprise, and then he suddenly realized: "You changed your name, haven't you?" Song Xingchen, it's really a nice name, but I still prefer your previous name. ”

"It's not." Song Xingchen found that he was at a loss for words, and said seriously: "This is my own name, I am not Nuan, and I haven't changed my name, you must have recognized the wrong person." ”

"You're really the same as before, you like to joke."

The man didn't believe it, it seemed that someone called his name in the distance, so he waved his hand at Song Xingchen: "I still have something to do, so I'll go first, I'm very happy to see you again." ”

The man said and strode away.

Song Xingchen was simply inexplicable, and complained to Leng Haochen: "What the hell is going on with this person? Strangely, I didn't know him at all. ”

"Don't know him?" Leng Haochen stared at Song Xingchen with dark eyes, and said word by word.

"Have you forgotten? He was your senior when you used to go abroad as an exchange student, and he took special care of you. ”

"Exchange students?" Song Xingchen seemed to hear a joke and couldn't help laughing.

"What exchange student? I haven't been abroad, so how can I be an exchange student? And I don't even have a passport, don't be kidding. ”

Leng Haochen's dark eyes trembled, his expression was unexpectedly grim, and he hurriedly clasped Song Xingchen's arm: "That's not right!" Think about it, when you were an exchange student in college, you still went to France! ”

Song Xingchen was taken aback and looked at Leng Haochen in confusion.

"Qiao Jie, did they tell you that I went to France? Don't be deceived by them, I have lived here since I was a child, and I will definitely remember it if I go abroad, not to mention, how could Qiao Mingzhu let me go abroad as an exchange student? They wish I hadn't had anything to do to escape from their grasp. ”

Leng Haochen listened, and his irrepressible heart sank little by little.

How can it be?

"What's wrong?" Song Xingchen sensed that something was wrong with Leng Haochen, and his tone was a little tentative.

"It's fine." Leng Haochen lowered his eyes, his thoughts were mixed, and he said, "You stay here for a while, and I'll go out to smoke a cigarette." ”

"Okay." Song Xingchen felt that something was wrong with the situation, so he could only nod and agree.

Leng Haochen walked to the balcony alone, the cold wind at night whistled by, and the ink-colored hair swayed, revealing a delicate and smooth forehead.

He restrained his emotions, took a hard breath, took out a cigarette and lit it for himself, the spicy taste in his throat did not calm him down for a moment.

He crushed his cigarette and asked himself repeatedly.

Why?

Why doesn't Nuan Nuan remember? Denying the existence of their own exchange students?

Before the cigarette was finished, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Leng Haochen looked at the caller ID with the three big characters of Assistant Qin, and vaguely felt something in his heart.

After much hesitation, he pressed the answer button.

"Young Master." Assistant Qin's tone was a little hesitant.

"You asked me to investigate Song Xingchen's personal information, I have already investigated all of them, she ......"

"Don't say it......" Leng Haochen didn't wait for Assistant Qin to finish speaking, and directly interrupted him.

I don't know why I interrupted Assistant Qin, maybe in his heart, he already had a hunch, and the answer may not be what he expected.

He said in a deep voice: "The information will be placed in the company safe first, and when I want to see it, I will go over and see it myself." ”

"Okay."

Hanging up the phone, Leng Haochen took a puff of cigarette, extinguished the cigarette butt and walked out.

He doesn't believe in any information, he only believes in himself, and he wants to investigate and verify it himself.

Verify whether Song Xingchen is his warmth or not!

……

The banquet was about to end, Song Xingchen looked around, but did not find Leng Haochen's whereabouts.

After inquiring, I learned that Leng Haochen had left ahead of schedule.

When Leng Haochen left, why didn't he say a word to her?

Could it be that something is urgent?

Now that Leng Haochen has left, Song Xingchen can only find a way to go back by himself.

It's a pity that there are too many media and some fans here, and it is not convenient to take a taxi, so she has to walk all the way along the sidewalk, wanting to find a secluded spot and take a taxi back.

Not far away, Qiao Mingzhu walked out of the darkness, she stared at Song Xingchen's back, her eyes exuding resentment.

She was stripped of her clothes, and after being kicked out, she lost face.

Fortunately, her agent was also there, and immediately contacted the people present, deleted all the photos and videos, and then the agent went to find her a new set of clothes, and she was about to leave, when she ......

She suddenly saw Leng Haochen alone, hurriedly driving away.

Leng Haochen left alone, so Song Xingchen was still at the dinner party?

Realizing this, she immediately made a phone call and went out.

When the dinner was about to end, I finally saw Song Xingchen come out of the banquet alone.

Qiao Mingzhu coldly hooked her red lips in the dark, and her eyes were dark and difficult to distinguish.

Song Xingchen made her laugh at her this time, lost face, and couldn't raise her head, she must teach Song Xingchen a painful lesson!

Otherwise, how could she swallow this breath?

Today, she must make Song Xingchen look good!!

Qiao Mingzhu stared at Song Xingchen's back with vicious eyes, got through the phone, and said slowly: "The people have already come out, walk towards the intersection of North Road, you guys do things neatly." ”

"Roger."

Qiao Mingzhu hung up the phone, looked at the gradually dissipating figure, smiled coldly, turned around and went back to the underground parking lot, and drove away.

Song Xingchen walked a while to evacuate from the screams of fans.

She breathed a sigh of relief and looked around at the vehicle, when suddenly a black van stopped in front of her.

Song Xingchen was stunned, but before she could react, the car door suddenly opened, and a pair of powerful hands grabbed her slender arm and pulled her into the car......

"Let go, hmm......" Song Xingchen was stunned for a moment, and immediately struggled hard.

However, the next second, her snort was blocked by a white cloth, and under the pungent smell, she suddenly closed her eyes heavily.