Lu Qingchen has a kind of magic.

That is, no matter where you go, you are the most dazzling and eye-catching existence.

Not to mention his handsome and unparalleled appearance, but the noble emperor-like temperament on his body, as well as his powerful aura, is enough to make people unable to take their eyes off.

The catwalk on stage has begun.

But Lu Qingchen didn't seem to look at it at all.

He sat in a chair with his legs folded, his posture languid, one hand propping up his chin, thinking about something nonchalantly.

Song Xingran felt that he was really stunned.

Why did she start to be absent-minded as soon as this man appeared?

Call~

Suddenly feeling that the air around him was a little oppressive, Song Xingran stood up and bent over to go out.

I can't stay here anymore.

Qin Xiaoqi suddenly grabbed her wrist, blinked her eyes and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"Restroom."

When Qin Xiaoqi heard her answer, he let go and let her go.

Sensing the departure of the person behind him, Lu Qingchen's eyes sank, and in the end, his eyes dimmed.

Very, not happy.

Song Xingran didn't actually want to go to the bathroom, she was very useless, she just wanted to escape from that place.

That, there is a place for Lu Qingchen.

After coming out, Song Xingran took a deep breath and sent a message to Qin Xiaoqi, saying that he would go back first.

She put her phone back in her bag and was about to leave when someone stopped her way.

Xiao Yang, who was in a suit and leather shoes, stood in front of Song Xingran without humility or arrogance, and said with a smile: "Miss Song, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Song Xingran was subconsciously stunned when he saw Xiao Yang.

Because she knew that Xiao Yang was Lu Qingchen's person, and appearing here must be what Lu Qingchen meant.

"Is there something wrong with Assistant Xiao?"

Song Xingran raised his eyebrows slightly, waiting for his answer.

"Sir wants to know, is Miss Song satisfied with the gift he gave?"

Hearing Xiao Yang's words, Song Xingran could only use three words to describe her mood at the moment.

Neuropathy!

What was Lu Qingchen thinking in his head?

I'm sick.

Song Xingran forcibly suppressed the urge to scold, and said coldly: "Dissatisfied." ”

"Alright, you can get out."

Xiao Yang seemed to have been accustomed to Song Xingran's attitude, and still said with a very good attitude: "Mr. said, if you are not satisfied, he can send it away." ”

"Miss Song, might as well hear what Mr.'s gift is?"

Song Xingran frowned, who wants to accept his gift?!

She took a deep breath, clenched her fists and said, "Is it a belated breakup gift?" If yes, I can accept it, after all, we have known each other. ”

"This ......"

Xiao Yang, who has always been smart and capable, suddenly stopped talking.

I don't know how to answer.

He didn't expect that after a few years, Miss Song's kung fu was still so powerful.

Song Xingran took advantage of her stunned moment, turned sideways, bypassed him, and strode away.

She didn't know what Lu Qingchen was thinking in her head.

Maybe you're bored again, aren't you?

They had broken up peacefully four years ago, and now what did he want to do?

This man is quite deep in the city, and she can't see through him at all.

So, only hide.

After Song Xingran left, Lu Qingchen came out.

"I'm sorry, sir."

Xiao Yang lowered his head and apologized respectfully.

Lu Qingchen glanced at him lightly, with a hint of a smile in his eyes, cold and playful.

"You weren't her match four years ago."

He knew that his dyeing was very powerful.

Smart and cunning, others are no match for her.

As for the gift he was going to give her......

It's a long time coming.