Rong Yuan.

Xiao Yang stood at the gate, pacing back and forth.

It's past ten o'clock, didn't Miss Song say that she was coming today?

Why hasn't it come at this time?

Although the gentleman didn't say anything, he had been waiting in Rongyuan all day.

Even several important contracts were pushed.

I haven't eaten dinner yet, so it's clear that I'm waiting for Miss Song.

If Miss Song doesn't show up tonight, the consequences may be really serious.

Xiao Yang was almost sweating profusely in a hurry, and looked at the watch in his hand from time to time.

I kept praying in my heart: Miss Song, aunt, ancestor, please come quickly.

Song Xingran stopped the car, got out of the car, and saw Xiao Yang standing not far away, with his hands folded, his eyes closed, and he kept muttering something.

When she approached, Xiao Yang didn't seem to notice it.

Song Xingran couldn't hear what he was muttering, and said funny: "Assistant Xiao still believes in Buddhism?" Come out to worship the Buddha at night? ”

Xiao Yang heard Song Xingran's voice, and suddenly his eyes widened and looked at her.

Looking at her eyes, it was like seeing a savior.

"Miss Song, you can be regarded as here."

If you don't come again, I'm afraid many people won't be able to see the sun tomorrow.

Song Xingran frowned incomprehensibly, what do you mean?

Xiao Yang, is this waiting for her?

"Miss Song, come in with me quickly."

Saying that, regardless of whether Song Xingran wanted it or not, Xiao Yang made a gesture of invitation and led her inside.

Originally, it was a matter of the past, Song Xingran still had some opinions about Xiao Yang, but seeing him so anxious, he didn't embarrass him anymore.

Xiao Yang led Song Xingran to the hall and saw Lu Qingchen sitting on the sofa.

The cold and noble man noticed that someone was approaching, and lazily opened his eyes.

When he saw Song Xingran walking behind Xiao Yang, his originally gloomy eyes instantly seemed to be lit up by something.

"Sir, Miss Song is here."

After Xiao Yang finished speaking, he retreated very interestingly.

Miss Song came, and a stone in her heart finally landed.

He could finally go back to sleep.

Lu Qingchen didn't speak, his eyes fell on Song Xingran's body.

It's just that the emotions are unknown.

Song Xingran always felt that Lu Qingchen was angry.

But she couldn't figure out why he was angry.

The hall, at this moment, fell into an eerie silence.

It was obviously a summer night, and Song Xingran also felt cold.

She raised her eyes and glanced at Lu Qingchen who was sitting on the sofa, tsk, like a refrigerator.

"Dye, come here."

His deep eyes looked at her, his voice was low and mellow, and his tone was domineering and strong.

Song Xingran pursed her lips, and her little heart couldn't stop trembling.

It's always been that way.

No matter how lawless she was outside, but in front of Lu Qingchen, she was instigated.

She was afraid of him.

Whether it is Song Xingran himself or Lu Qingchen, they all know it.

However, Song Xingran still obediently took a few steps forward, but stopped after a few steps.

Stand still and simply don't move.

Lu Qingchen looked at his delicate little face, white, as if it was shining with water, as if he could pinch out the water.

Those eyes are still so clean and lovable.

Lu Qingchen knew that there was something he longed for the most.

He sighed helplessly, and suddenly stood up, stepped out of his slender legs, and approached her.

Song Xingran raised his head, and inadvertently, crashed into his dark eyes.

The heartbeat gradually accelerates.