After the crew finished work the next day, it was just over six o'clock in the evening.

The sun is setting, and the sunset is all over the sky.

Chu Qiwan declined Liu Cancan's invitation to go shopping, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Song Tingye, and then went back to the hotel to change clothes.

Tonight is the time for them to meet and chat, Chu Qi's teeth itch with hatred for someone's half-threatening and half-tricky attitude, and she really can't understand where so many brainless ideas come from for a dignified president.

In order to make herself look more imposing, she deliberately gave up the cheongsam and changed into black clothes, black short T, black leggings, and black Martin boots.

Chu Qi left the hotel after putting on sunglasses without realizing anything.

The restaurant is located in the most prosperous area of Beijing, on the 66th floor, overlooking most of the night view of Beijing.

In the elevator, Chu Qi caught a glimpse of the people around her, or skirts, or suits and leather shoes, dressed exquisitely and foreignly, and her outfit looked out of place.

She didn't have the slightest shame but secretly rejoiced, this was simply great, so that Song Tingye could see the gap between them at a glance, and stop convulsing.

When the elevator reached the sixty-sixth floor, the air seemed to become much thinner.

Chu Qi was the only one left in the elevator, and as soon as he came out, the waiter in the restaurant immediately greeted him.

"Miss Chu, please inside." The waiter had just the right smile on his face, neither overly flattering nor detached, clearly professionally trained.

Chu Qi pursed his lips and followed the waiter inside.

Floor-to-ceiling windows block out the hustle and bustle of the neon lights outside, and the huge restaurant has no other diners.

In front of a dining table near the floor-to-ceiling window, the man with a slender figure heard footsteps and turned his head to meet Chu Qi's eyes.

Chu Qi subconsciously stopped, wanting to turn his head and ask the waiter beside him, but he only saw the waiter's back quietly touching and leaving.

The words she had prepared on the way to come forgot most of them after seeing the gloomy Song Tingye, so she had to pretend to be casual and walked over.

And Song Tingye stopped in place, Chu Qi's figure was reflected in his dark eyes, his figure gradually enlarged, and the distance between the two continued to shrink.

No one came to distract him, and the bright crystal chandeliers were reduced to backdrops.

She obviously didn't dress up, and she didn't even wear a cheongsam to be charming and charming, but Song Tingye's aesthetic ability suddenly went online, and her thoughts were suddenly a little innocent.

He rolled his Adam's apple and looked away.

There were two white candles lit on the dining table, and when the candlelight jumped, Song Tingye walked to Chu Qi's side, he bowed his waist slightly, and pulled out the dining chair for her.

The two were so close that Chu Qi could even smell the cold breath of green pine and snow on his body.

She didn't say a word, sat down silently, and forgot all the drafts she had typed in advance.

A trace of confusion flashed in Chu Qi's beautiful apricot eyes, didn't he come to a showdown? Suddenly, it suddenly became a little ambiguous.

Before she could comprehend, the screech of a chair scraping across the floor pulled her back to reality.

When I looked up, I happened to see Song Tingye dragging a chair to her right with a cold face.

Chu Qi: ......

Song Tingye sat down calmly, and spit on this extremely unreasonable design of the dining table in his heart, and the two sides of the table were too far away.

"Mr. Song." Chu Qi calmed down and secretly warned himself to be sober and not to be dazzled by sugar-coated cannonball fans.

"We don't have to be so close."

Song Tingye sat still and asked rhetorically, "Is it close?" ”

Seeing her puff out her cheeks, he actually wanted to laugh a little, and the corners of his lips drew a slight arc without a trace.

The corners of the man's eyes and eyebrows were warmed by this smile.

"I'm chasing you, I just want to be closer to you."

The assistant was not around, and he actually learned to talk about love without a teacher.

Chu Qi's earlobes were slightly red, and he couldn't tell whether he was more ashamed or annoyed in his heart.

It is undeniable that even if the man in front of him has an indifferent personality and occasionally convulsions and some childish behavior, he is still a very attractive adult male.

If his identity was more ordinary, Chu Qi wouldn't mind having a relationship with him.

Thinking of the difference between the two, Chu Qi calmed down.

"Mr. Song, please don't be joking."

"You are noble, I can't climb it."

Song Tingye's lips were tense, and the contours of his side face were cold and hard.

Chu Qi pretended not to notice that he was unhappy, brushed his hair and said to himself: "When the crew's work is over, I will go back to Jianan." ”

She said in a half-joking, half-serious tone, "I promised my family that I would never marry far away." ”

A romantic dinner ended up unhappily.

Chu Qi stood on the steps at the entrance of the hotel, watching the black luxury car disappear into the night, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief and a faint sense of loss rose in his heart.

Song Tingye should have given up, right?

Could it be that such a high-ranking man is still willing to leave his hometown on a whim?

The moonlight shrouded in coldness.

Chu Qi dispelled the almost non-existent regret in his heart, and stepped into the hotel with firm steps.

Over the next half month, life gradually returned to calm.

Everyone in the crew expressed a strong desire to explore Chu Qi, the bigwig suitor who suddenly disappeared, and finally disappeared in the busy work of the crew.

It's just that I occasionally think of it, and it's a pity for Chu Qi that she took Qiao too far and missed a rich guy in vain.

Chu Qi has always been unfazed, working diligently every day, as if the intersection with Song Tingye before was just a dream.

But sometimes when she clicks on WeChat and sees her friend's business card lying in the list, she will be in a trance for a moment.

The brief lull lasted until a Friday in late June, after Chu Qi saw the familiar black luxury car.

The black sedan brazenly parked in front of the hotel, attracting the attention of countless passers-by.

Chu Qi's heart jumped suddenly, and he watched the window of the sedan land, revealing Song Tingye's handsome side face.

The man turned his head and met her eyes.

"Chu Qi." Cishen's voice was sent into Chu Qi's ears with the evening breeze.

Chu Qi pretended to be calm and walked over, a meter away from the car door, "What are you doing?" ”

"Get in the car."

Chu Qi didn't move, but the driver and assistant sitting in the front couldn't wait to get out of the car, and the two of them stood by one and watched the wind.

Chu Qi: ......

She couldn't figure out what Song Tingye wanted to do, but if she didn't move any longer, I was afraid that she would be watched by passers-by after a while.

She glared at a calm man in annoyance and got into the car.

The spacious rear space suddenly became a little crowded, Chu Qi clinged to the door, and his tone was aggressive, "Mr. Song has something to do." ”

Song Tingye glanced at her several times, his gaze stayed on her red lips for a few seconds, and then silently picked up the document in his hand and handed it over.

(End of chapter)