Shen Yue was quite close, and almost everything that should have been heard had already been heard.

No wonder Sang Fan is dressed so formally today, it turns out that he is going on a date.

However, Shen Yue was quite surprised, because Sang Fan didn't seem to have a bad family background, and his appearance and figure were even better, there was nothing to say, this kind of boy should be very popular with girls.

Presumably, the girl who can make Sang Fan like it must be very different.

Thinking so, Shen Yue asked softly, "Are you going on a date?" ”

Sang Fan, who was still pretending to arrange his collar, stiffened, his head did not turn, and he lowered his head to arrange his clothes.

Shen Yue naturally understood this behavior as shyness and embarrassment.

I didn't expect Sang Fan to have such a side, Shen Yue was a little funny, "Then you go quickly, after all, girls don't like people who are late." ”

Sang Fan frowned slightly, and finally turned his head reluctantly, looking at the girl: "You still want me to go out?" ”

Shen Yue was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect him to understand this sentence like this, and quickly explained: "No, after all, I am also a girl, and I know a lot about girls' minds, if you don't understand anything, you can come and ask me, maybe I can also help you, just thank you." ”

Thinking like this, Shen Yue felt more and more feasible.

After all, Shen Yue is embarrassed to live here for free, but she can help Sang Fan chase people!

Letting the other party hold the beauty is also a way to repay.

Sang Fan's heart inexplicably rose with irritability, and he couldn't tell what the reason was, he had a cold face.

The corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, a cold mockery.

"Don't meddle with things."

The girl seemed to be frightened by his cold attitude, and her eyelashes, which were as long and thick as butterfly wings, trembled slightly, and her dark and moist eyes were like a pool of crystal clear water.

Slightly pursed the bright lip flap.

She apologized in a whisper: "I'm sorry ......"

It seemed to scare her.

He didn't want to scare her.

A burning sensation swept over him even stronger than before.

Sang Fan's jaw tightened, and his heart felt as if he was being simmered slowly.

He went to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water and drank it in one sitting.

Then when he faced the girl again, he had regained his calm expression. His voice was low and clumsy.

"No need to apologize, it's my problem, I, I shouldn't have a bad attitude."

Shen Yue just smiled, she wasn't so calculating, and she didn't take the bad attitude of the man just now to heart.

Shaking his head gently, revealing a faint smile, the pear vortex is shallow, gentle and gentle, without any aggression.

"It's okay."

Sang Fan lowered his eyes, covering the turbulent waves under his eyes.

——

It's a pity.

By the time Sang Fan came to the museum, it was already over.

Xiao Yansheng hated iron beside him, and he was even more anxious and angry when he was Sang Fandu.

"You said you, you forgot such an important thing, what a good opportunity, look at it, it was wasted by you!"

Sang Fan's posture was lazy, his face was half against the light, and his expression was sparse.

He felt that he was really inexplicable, and even now he couldn't see through himself, he only felt as if something was blocked in his heart, and he couldn't go up and down, but he couldn't even touch the roots.

He didn't understand where this emotion came from.

He leaned on the car, a cigarette in his mouth, and the smoke shrouded his eyebrows and eyes, adding a little hazy beauty.

Xiao Yansheng was still next to him, looking like the emperor was not in a hurry and the eunuch was in a hurry.

I don't know what I saw, Xiao Yansheng's voice was cut off by force, and it took a few seconds before he was excited and touched it with his arm and was still smoking with his eyes down.

"me, me, look at Lao Sang!"

Sang Fan subconsciously looked over.

Their current location is the parking lot in the museum.

And it's not far away.

Xia Qiong, who had always been cold-faced to him, was chatting happily with a man, with a shy and shy smile on his face, looking at the man's eyes, how wrong it was.

That man, Xiao Yansheng, is quite familiar.

Of course, it's not just to understand the brother's rival, but more importantly, this man still has a certain reputation in this circle, but he is not in the same circle as Sang Fan.

One is the self-made rich generation.

And the other one came out of his life as the son of Tianjiao.

There is no comparison at all.

Jiang Bainian had a gentle smile on his face that had not changed for thousands of years, and it looked very hypocritical in Xiao Yansheng's eyes.

Xiao Yansheng said hatefully: "I just said that why did this Xia Qiong suddenly come to the museum, it turned out to be for Jiang Bonian!" ”

Looking at Xia Qiong's appearance, it was deeply rooted at first glance, which made Xiao Yansheng suddenly have a sense of crisis.

He said to Sang Fan, "Brother, if you don't fight for it, it's too late." ”

Anyway, no matter how anxious Xiao Yansheng is, there is no way, he can't chase Sang Fan, although he doesn't look down on Xia Qiong.

How so?

It's that Xia Qiong has a high spirit, as if no one looks down on her, and it's aimed at these gentlemen, as if they are superior.

But Xiao Yanzhen had also heard that Xia Qiong had also gained a lot of benefits in the name of Sang Fan, and secretly poked and poked, and really thought that he could hide from the world.

In fact, it has already been passed under Xiao Yanzhe's nose.

It's just that he didn't say anything on Sang Fan's face.

But there is no way, Sang Fan likes this hanging.

That's why it is said that feelings are the most abrasive things.

Sang Fan didn't have much expression on his face, but Xiao Yansheng could feel that the color under his eyes was a degree deeper.

Xiao Yansheng knew Sang Fan's temper and hurriedly reassured: "Old Sang, you should calm down first, don't be impulsive." ”

He said to Sang Fan, "Brother, if you don't fight for it, it's too late." ”

Anyway, no matter how anxious Xiao Yansheng is, there is no way, he can't chase Sang Fan, although he doesn't look down on Xia Qiong.

How so?

It's that Xia Qiong has a high spirit, as if no one looks down on her, and it's aimed at these gentlemen, as if they are superior.

But Xiao Yanzhen had also heard that Xia Qiong had also gained a lot of benefits in the name of Sang Fan, and secretly poked and poked, and really thought that he could hide from the world.

In fact, it has already been passed under Xiao Yanzhe's nose.

It's just that he didn't say anything on Sang Fan's face.

But there is no way, Sang Fan likes this hanging.

That's why it is said that feelings are the most abrasive things.

Sang Fan didn't have much expression on his face, but Xiao Yansheng could feel that the color under his eyes was a degree deeper.

Xiao Yansheng knew Sang Fan's temper and hurriedly reassured: "Old Sang, you should calm down first, don't be impulsive." ”