Meng Yi'er opened her eyes and saw Yan Yichen's handsome face close at hand, almost forgetting her heartbeat.

She hesitated for a moment and said softly, "Mr. Yan, I, I know it's wrong for me to lie to you, but Mingxin asked me to accompany her, I was worried that if I told you the truth that I came to the banquet, you wouldn't agree, so I lied to you." ”

Yan Yichen didn't speak, just looked at her flickering eyes lightly.

Meng Yi'er looked at him indifferently, looked at his eyes, smiled slyly, and spoke again, "Anyway, it's not right for me to lie, Mr. Yan, a big man like you, there are a lot of adults, you must not be as knowledgeable as me, right?" ”

Yan Yichen smiled, smiling enchantingly, "But, Miss Meng, I'm very stingy." ”

Stingy, if you don't say it, I know you're a stingy ghost.

Meng Yi'er gritted her teeth angrily, "You ......"

Looking at her angry appearance, Yan Yichen's always cold and indifferent face was smiling happily at the moment, and after a few seconds, he suddenly let go of his restraint on her, took two steps back, and turned around and walked towards the banquet hall.

——

Meng Yi'er was bored pacing in the unmanned corridor, she really didn't want to go into that lively banquet hall, she always felt that place was out of place with her, and she didn't want to face Yan Yichen's annoying guy.

Meng Yi'er was a little annoyed when she thought of this, she stood still in front of the window, her eyes falling on the road outside the window.

A small "ding" sound interrupted her thoughts, and she looked down to see something bright rolling to her feet and stopping.

She bent down to pick it up, and found a delicate silver-gray brooch, just a small circle with English letters carved into it.

Whose brooch is it?

Meng Yi'er looked up suspiciously, there was no one else in the corridor, only the back of a man in front of her, walking in the direction of the banquet hall.

"Hey, sir, please wait a minute—" Meng Yi'er chased after him.

The man stopped, looked back at her suspiciously, "Miss, is there something wrong?" ”

The man's eyes that fell on her were in a trance for a moment, and his expression was a little flustered, but it quickly disappeared and returned to a gentleman's smile.

Seeing the man's face clearly, Meng Yier couldn't help but admire in her heart, such a handsome man.

Meng Yi'er glanced at it, and felt as if she had been deprived of her breath, the man's figure was tall and straight, his facial features were three-dimensional, and his jewel-like blue eyes were as bright and bright as stars, breathtaking, and his smile was bright and warm.

Meng Yi'er hesitated for a moment and stretched out her hand, "Sir, is this your thing?" ”

The man saw what was in her hand and looked surprised, he nodded lightly and took it.

"Well, it's mine, thank you this young lady, this thing is very important to me, if I lose ......"

The man lowered his eyes, paused for a moment and looked up and smiled, "Anyway, thanks to you." ”

Meng Yi'er smiled politely, "Sir, you don't have to be polite, just find it." ”

The man smiled, and his gaze fell on Meng Yi'er's face again for a moment before turning around and entering the banquet hall.

——

About five minutes later, the mobile phone in Meng Yier's handbag rang, it was a call from Yu Mingxin.

Meng Yi'er knew that she had been out for a long time, she hung up Yu Mingxin's phone, and plucked up the courage to walk into the banquet hall again, and Yu Mingxin saw her anxiously greeted her.

"Xiao Yi, where have you been? Been going for so long? I'm looking for you everywhere. ”

"I'm sorry, Mingxin—"

"Alright, alright, Xiaoyi, come on, who do you see is that?" Yu Mingxin couldn't hide the excitement in her tone.

Meng Yi'er followed Yu Mingxin's line of sight and saw the man she had just met in the corridor at a glance.

"It's him—"

Yu Mingxin looked at Meng Yi'er, who was a little stunned, shook her hand in front of her, and said funny, "What?" Silly? Seeing your big idol won't be like this, right? ”

Meng Yi'er came back to her senses, grabbed her hand and said excitedly, "Idol? Are you saying he's Kirson? ”

"That's right, he's your big idol, the ghost director Ke Sen."

Handsome guy! Metis! What it looks like to be in your thirties!

That's right, it's Kirson!

Although there is no photo of him on the Internet, and there is very little information found, these characteristics are correct.