Lu Qingchen looked at the door, his brows furrowed, he didn't want to talk to him?

He just didn't want her to go out and show her face again.

In many things, he was already very indulgent to her.

This matter is non-negotiable for him.

He rubbed his temples with some irritability, then got up and walked towards the study.

Song Xingran ran downstairs, and Aunt Fang was cleaning.

Seeing Song Xingran running down angrily, he asked in surprise, "Miss Song, what's wrong?" ”

Song Xingran pouted, looking angry.

"Aunt Fang, I sleep in the guest room tonight, can you help me clean up and come out?"

When Aunt Fang heard Song Xingran's words, she couldn't help but be stunned.

"Did you quarrel with the young master?"

It's so decent, why do you want to sleep in the guest room?

"Hmm."

Song Xingran didn't twist it, and complained to himself: "Your young master, it's really too domineering. ”

"Machismo, always do whatever you want, and regardless of the wishes of others, always look cold......"

As he spoke, Song Xingran suddenly stopped.

"No, he really has too many shortcomings, and if he continues to talk like this, he can't finish talking about it in a day and a night."

"I really don't know why the outside world says he's perfect, obviously there are so many shortcomings......"

The last sentence, Song Xingran muttered quietly.

When Aunt Fang heard her complaints, she sighed silently, put down the work in her hand and said, "Let's go, Miss Song, I'll take you to the guest room." ”

Aunt Fang led Song Xingran to a room on the second floor and opened the door.

When Song Xingran saw the decoration in the room, the whole person was stunned.

Pink.

A small desk with a pink top and a small bookshelf in front of it. It's full of books.

Pink princess curtains, bed sheets, a small light-colored sofa, and a vase on the glass table in front of the small sofa.

Inside is her former favorite flower.

The layout of this room is exactly the same as her previous room.

Dream princess pink.

Who wasn't a little princess when they were young, right?

Naturally, Song Xingran is no exception.

Aunt Fang saw Song Xingran standing at the door with a shocked face, and said slowly: "This room is arranged according to your room in Ninghe Garden before. ”

"Your room has been set up since Rong Yuan was established, and the young master asked the servants to come in every day to clean and change the flowers in the vase......"

"Sometimes the young master will stay here for a day and do nothing."

Listening to Aunt Fang's words, Song Xingran suddenly felt that her nose was a little sour, and the bitter taste hit her.

It turns out that in the past four years, he has not done nothing.

Do you see things and think about people?

So why not come to her?

"Miss Song, then you can rest first, and then call me if necessary."

Aunt Fang politely withdrew, in these matters, she shouldn't have talked too much.

Emotional matters should be solved by their young people.

But with the young master's temperament, he probably won't take the initiative to say it.

Alas...... It's really more sad than the other.

After Aunt Fang left, Song Xingran lay on the bed with a grunt, looking at the familiar layout in the room.

I can't help but feel a little funny.

She didn't like this princess style for a long time.

She just didn't bother to change the decorations of the Song family's old mansion.

However, the bed was quite comfortable.

I felt a little stuffy, so Song Xingran didn't sleep well at all this night.

When she woke up, she had two dark circles under her eyes, which were especially noticeable due to her white skin.

So she got up early and put on a lot of makeup, and she put on a lot of concealer, which was slightly better.

After going downstairs, Song Xingran walked to the restaurant, and before he walked in, he saw Lu Qingchen's figure through the glass window.

He was sitting inside, his legs folded, eating his breakfast elegantly and calmly.

At a glance, Song Xingran only saw his side face.

It is as sharp as a knife, arrogant and cold.

Xu was aware of her gaze, and Lu Qingchen's lazy side eyes saw Song Xingran standing outside.

His dark eyes were bottomless and unwavering.

The two looked at each other.

Song Xingran felt a little embarrassed, and was a little angry when he saw him.

So, didn't go in. Instead, he turned around and walked out of the house.

He's quite calm.

It's still that Mr. Lu.

As for last night's incident, she couldn't compromise easily anyway.

After returning home, she had compromised him too much.

Lu Qingchen watched her leave, retracted his gaze, and narrowed his eyes, his eyes were cold.

Xiao Yang stood beside him, and at this moment, he didn't dare to breathe.

Suddenly, I saw Lu Qingchen put down the knife and fork in his hand, and his breath was cold and angry.

Song Xingran out of the gate, and saw Zhang Rong standing in front of a car, seeming to be waiting for her.

"Miss Song, Mr. ordered me to send you to the program group, please."

With that, Zhang Rong opened the car door.

Song Xingran raised his eyebrows: "Rong Rong, you're not bluffing me, are you?" ”

Just now, Lu Qingchen's cold face will let Zhang Rong send her?

Zhang Rong shrugged his shoulders and said, "You know, we all do things according to Mr.'s orders. Without his orders, no one would dare to act on their own. ”

Song Xingran: "......"

"Then you're so obedient." She got into the car and sat in the back seat.

Lu Qingchen's temper was cultivated in this way, surrounded by obedient subordinates, and he said that others dare not say two.

So it's getting more and more domineering.

Zhang Rong started the car and said with a smile: "Miss Song, you are the first and only person I have ever met, and the only one who dares to fight against Mr. ”

"By the way, did you two quarrel last night?"

Song Xingran's eyebrows moved, and he snorted: "Rong Rong, I didn't expect you to gossip so much." ”

"Last night, the light in my husband's study was on, and he stayed there until morning."

"It looks like I'm in a bad mood."

"Brother Yang said that he hadn't seen Mr. like this for a long time."

Song Xingran didn't speak, turned his head to look out the car window.

Seeing that she was silent, Zhang Rong suddenly thought of something, took a bag from the co-pilot with one hand, and handed it to Song Xingran.

"This is the breakfast that Aunt Fang prepared for you."

"Sir probably guessed that you wouldn't be going to have breakfast with him, so I prepared it for you."

Song Xingran: "......"

She lowered her eyes and looked at the transparent bag in her hand.

Inside are sandwiches and milk.

He even guessed it.

Soon, Song Xingran arrived at the program group.

Today is the last day of stage rehearsals.

This is the third stage collaboration, and the remaining five groups are working hard.

Han Zhiyun came to inspect with several responsible persons early in the morning.

Tang Qu saw Han Zhiyun with a flattering smile on his face.

"Mr. Han, hello. I'm Tang Qu. ”

Han Zhiyun saw the woman in front of him, and his face was not impressed, but he had heard of the name.

was supposed to help Song Xingran's group, but he temporarily changed his mind.

Oh, women in the entertainment industry often play carefully, and he knows this very well.