It's rare, Xiaoran's always loud voice is very low this time.

Warm words?

Fang Bingqing's body paused slightly.

Then he observed the black back in front of him very carefully.

Straight sitting posture, finely cut broken hair, perfect side face, different aura.

It's a warm word.

I haven't seen you for five days since last Sunday.

This man seems to be ...... It's handsome again.

Wait a minute.

Isn't it rare for Wen Ci to attend such occasions?

Why did you come this time?!

Wen Ci in front of him seemed to hear a loud noise, and turned his head back slightly.

After staring at Bingqing above, his eyebrows raised and twisted back again.

Thump~

Thump~

Fang Bingqing's heart rate increased by two points.

Even she didn't know what she was nervous about.

"On my right hand is Mr. Cha of Jiati Group." Tan Xiaoran whispered, "On your left is Mr. Kang of International Commerce. ”

Fang Bingqing: "...... (Sure enough, they were all VIPs)"

Tan Xiaoran kept talking and continued: "Behind you is the popular movie star Jasmine, and behind me is ......"

Fang Bingqing didn't listen carefully to the next words.

Because she suddenly stared at Wen Ci's back.

Somehow, I always feel that the gentle and elegant words and the noisy concert are put together, special... Incongruous.

Unintentionally, he glanced at Wen Ci's right hand, and happened to meet a pair of eyes.

But those eyes moved away the moment they saw her.

The gaze did not grind much kindness.

This man is....

Fang Bingqing was about to blurt out her name, but Tan Xiaoran had already turned to the side and said quickly: "See, the one in front of me is Leng Leyin." ”

"You said she came with her, and sat next to Wen Ci."

Tan Xiaoran whispered to Fang Bingqing, staring at Leng Leyin's beautiful back with dissatisfaction.

"If you want me to say, you should switch places with her, this atmosphere is very helpful for quickly strengthening the relationship."

"It's about to begin." Fang Bingqing stopped Tan Xiaoran's broken thoughts.

Leng Leyin's father Leng Hongyi is the big boss of 'Yirong Film Entertainment', and Han Siwen is a signed artist of Yirong Film Entertainment.

This whole concert, from top to bottom, from the inside to the outside, was planned and organized by a company.

This daughter's identity, coming here, not to mention lowering people's grades, is good.

Besides, no matter what Fang Bingqing's impression of Leng Leyin is, whether Leng Leyin likes Wen Ci or not is people's freedom.

Fang Bingqing and Tan Xiaoran, who are outsiders, do not have the capital to judge without authorization.

After all, they are not gentle.

Tan Xiaoran didn't shut up because of Fang Bingqing's words.

"She has never appeared in the concerts of other artists under Yirong. You say, it's not for men, for what? ”

"She is Han Siwen's cousin." Fang Bingqing said helplessly.

"What's wrong with my cousin? I don't usually see how good the relationship between cousins and sisters is. Tan Xiaoran whispered: "Bingqing, can you serve snacks, this fat water will flow to the fields of outsiders." ”

"Shhh~ It's really started."

Fang Bingqing grabbed Tan Xiaoran's meat hand that was messing back and forth.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

“……”

With a few sounds, the originally dark stage suddenly lit up with a few lights.

The originally noisy scene suddenly fell silent.

The curtain slowly opened, and what appeared in front of you was a magnificent dance and accompaniment team.

Han Siwen's clothes are trendy, and his makeup is delicate and walks to the center of the stage.

A moment later.

Music plays.

Han Siwen's singing voice sounded.

There is no superfluous nonsense in the whole process.

The murmuring timbre is in the ears, and the gentleness makes people's hearts ripple.

The opening of such a concert is like the goddess Faye Wong.

Not a word, not a word.

Don't say too many beautiful words that have almost zero value.

Just sing quietly.