Yu Sang doesn't like to attend dinner parties, but she can't escape this time Old Man Zhou's 70th birthday dinner - her parents go out to travel, and the Yu family can't attend only one person.

No matter how reluctant she was, she had to follow her brother, dressed in evening gowns, holding wine glasses, talking and smiling at the right time.

"Tired?" Yu Yi asked her.

Yu Sang said "um" softly, without much energy, as if he was tired of being tortured by "coping with work".

Seeing this, Yu Yi raised his chin slightly and pointed to the black leather sofa in the corner of the hall, "You go to the sofa to rest first." When I get home, I call you. ”

Yu Sang glanced at the sofa, then retracted his gaze and looked at Yu Yi and shook his head, "Forget it, when the time comes, they will say behind their backs that our family doesn't understand the rules and looks down on people." ”

"It's fine. You go and rest, here there is me. Moreover, when your people come, they can't say anything. ”

"You go to rest first, and then go home, I'll call you."

This sentence is the final word.

"Got it. Then I'll go over there. ”

"Hmm."

Most of the people who participated in the banquet came with the purpose of communicating, so the sofa in the quiet corner was naturally unattended.

Yu Sang just occupied the sofa.

She sat back on the sofa and took out her phone from her handbag to reply to WeChat. After replying, I opened the file on my mobile phone and quietly wrote the outline of the script amid the lively greetings.

It wasn't long before a strange feeling flashed through her mind, and she slowly looked up, past the crowd of people, through the bright and dazzling lights, and met the gaze of the man standing in the center of the hall.

In an instant, Yu Sang retracted his gaze as if nothing had happened, and lowered his head to write the outline of the script.

Typed a few words and deleted it.

Hit and delete......

She simply stopped writing and clicked on the outline she had written earlier. In her opinion, it is easier to change the outline than to write one, it requires less energy and is easier to focus. When she is lazy, doesn't want to write an outline, and doesn't want to waste time, she will choose to change the outline.

However, people's thoughts are not under their control.

Fingers slid two or three times on the phone screen and stopped, and she didn't seem to realize it, still staring at the phone screen with her eyes down.

Although it didn't take more than a second, Yu Sang still saw Cheng Yi's current appearance, as well as the woman in the white evening dress next to him who was holding his arm intimately.

Merry and unkind. This is Yu Sang's evaluation of him.

And Qi Yi next to Cheng Yi didn't agree with the latter word, or she didn't recognize it yet.

Half a month ago, she happened to meet Cheng Yi who had just moved downstairs to her in the elevator, she thought it was just a chance encounter, but she didn't expect it to be the beginning. Qi Yi is not a little girl who has never been in the world, so she naturally sees Cheng Yi's thoughts, but she also knows the inferior roots of men, especially a romantic person like Cheng Yi, so she has been hanging him.

"Shall we go over there?" Qi Yi saw Zhang Zhou, the chairman of China Film, in the crowd.

Her contract with China Film is about to expire, and she hasn't thought about whether to renew or change jobs. No matter which option you choose, there are advantages and disadvantages to going to see Zhang Zhou with the second son of Dongyuan Group today.

After waiting for several seconds, without waiting for an answer, she couldn't help but look up, the man who had always been careless in front of her was now looking in one direction.

Following his line of sight, Qi Yi saw a woman sitting on a black leather sofa in the corner of the hall. She bowed her head slightly, holding her mobile phone in her hand, a silk texture of a green suspender evening gown, outlining good curves. The green skirt swayed at her ankles as if to please her. Qi Yi couldn't see her face clearly, but with the limited evening dress of hundreds of thousands on her body, as well as her casual and elegant posture, Qi Yi's heart inexplicably felt a sense of crisis.

"Is it pretty?" Cheng Yi is like simply seeing a beautiful thing, calmly asking the opinions of the people around him.

Qi Yi looked up when she heard the voice, she saw the banter in Cheng Yi's eyes, she immediately understood that Cheng Yi was deliberately provoking her to be jealous, she smiled lightly, and praised in a tone of envy, "Beautiful." White, tall and thin, he looks good at everything. ”

Qi Yi thought that after she said this, Cheng Yi would coax her, saying that she was more beautiful or something, but he didn't.

He said, "Let's go." ”

Qi Yi was dissatisfied with his reaction, but she couldn't say it clearly, she wasn't Cheng Yi's girlfriend after all. In the tone of a friend, she jokingly said, "Just left? Don't look at it more? You may not be able to meet it next time. ”

"You're not going over there?"

A careless sentence miraculously made Qi Yi's anger disappear, and what happened just now was completely left behind.

Before the two of them arrived at Zhang Zhou's side, the sharp-eyed Zhang Zhou saw them and took the initiative to walk towards them.

About 5 or 6 minutes later, Qi Yi saw a woman in a green dress slowly walking behind Zhang Zhou.

She deliberately looked at it twice, remembering her name and identity.

Yu Sang, the screenwriter of the award-winning film "Mountain", is the daughter of the Yu Group.

Yu Sang stood not far from the iron gate of the villa, under the dim street lamps and the light from the villa, in the joyful laughter and talking from the villa, she quietly looked at the dark sky in front of her, waiting for the driver to arrive.

"I haven't seen you for so long, why don't you say hello?" A deep voice rang out from not far away.

After two years, Yu Sang was still able to know who the owner of this voice was. She didn't turn her head, but continued to look ahead, her voice calm, "I said, I don't want to see you again." ”

Cheng Yi didn't speak, and the next second, Yu Sang heard a chuckle, and then there was a "click".

She smelled smoke.

She hated the smell of smoke, but she didn't want to deal with Cheng Yi even more, so she chose to hold her breath silently, as if he didn't exist.

But the other one was not as she had hoped, and she heard footsteps getting closer and closer to her.

She turned her head, and Cheng Yizheng walked towards her in a slow step, his right hand hanging beside him was slightly clenched, and the lit cigarette was nowhere to be seen.

She was stunned for a moment, and her eyes unconsciously looked to the ground, and there were no cigarette butts.

When she raised her head, Cheng Yi was already standing in front of her, and the moment her eyes made contact, there was still a smile on the corner of his lips, "I only remember, you said, we have to torture each other for the rest of our lives." ”

The tone is gentle, but it reveals a chilling persistence.

Yu Sang frowned slightly, turned around, and looked at the dark sky in front of him again.

Cheng Yi didn't speak, his eyes focused on her face.

About 6 minutes later, the car came, Yu Sang opened the car door, and when she bent down to sit inside, she heard Cheng Yi's voice.

He said, "See you next time." ”

Yu Sang paused lightly, and then got into the car as if nothing had happened.

A few seconds after the car moved, Yu Sang turned his head, and through the glass, Cheng Yi was staring at her, behind him was a bright villa, but he was like a bottomless black hole.

Yu Sang retracted his gaze thoughtfully.