The Su Xiaoling group's concert was in the Times Square Building in the center of the city.

Mu Xiaocheng wore a camel-colored coat today, with small boots, curly hair draped over her shoulders, her fair and delicate face was delicate and good-looking, and she looked gentle and lovely.

Ji Huaishen held her hand, he was tall, his face was handsome, and he was wearing a black coat, which made him long, with sharp and angular facial features, and a noble temperament.

The two stand together, which can be described as a perfect match.

So, some of them are too eye-catching.

In order to avoid being recognized and blocked, Mu Xiaocheng and Ji Huaishen walked directly through the staff passage.

Then went to their place.

SEVENS is a very popular girl group in China, and there are many fans, so the concert scene is particularly lively and crowded.

Su Xiaoling is the vocal lead singer of the group, and as soon as everyone came on stage, the audience erupted in enthusiastic screams and shouts.

The fans were really too enthusiastic, and Su Xiaoling and his teammates greeted each other one by one.

She subconsciously looked into a corner.

Although the light was a little dim and I couldn't see clearly, the place on that end was empty.

He didn't come.

Su Xiaoling lowered his eyes and covered up the emotions in his eyes very well.

She thought he would come anyway.

But......

Maybe something is delayed on the way, right?

Su Xiaoling comforted himself like this.

He's so busy, maybe there's something to do temporarily.

Thinking of this, Su Xiaoling seemed to come back to life.

The music on the field sounded, and the concert officially began.

Ji Huaishen doesn't like this kind of environment.

I don't like it very much.

It's too noisy and it's irritating.

Their location is kind of a VIP seat, surrounded by the CEOs of some entertainment companies or some sponsors.

There are also some clouds with heads and faces.

Therefore, naturally there are people who recognize Ji Huaishen.

"Mr. Ji?"

A Mediterranean man sitting in front of Mu Xiaocheng and them turned around and shouted in disbelief.

Ji Huaishen frowned lightly and did not speak.

The Mediterranean man simply turned sideways, stretched out his hand to Ji Huaishen and said, "Hello, I am the display of Daobi real estate." ”

Mu Xiaocheng, who was concentrating on watching the concert, couldn't help but look at him when he heard him say this.

What does this Mediterranean say?

Bankrupt property?

What's the name?

So unlucky.

She almost burst out laughing.

Ji Huai lowered his eyes deeply, glanced at his outstretched hand, and opened his thin lips lightly: "I'm not in the mood to meet new friends today." ”

In a word, no mercy, no saving face.

Chen Lie shrugged his shoulders, and this Mr. Ji looked a little unhappy.

Talking is also very arrogant, tsk~ It's really the same as the legend.

Chen Chen had to turn around in embarrassment and continue to talk to the person next to him.

Mu Xiaocheng only listened to him say to the person next to him: "The one named Su Xiaoling is good-looking, and his figure and voice are also great. Mr. Li, why don't you make arrangements? ”

The Mr. Li next to him was skinny, looking short and old.

The man leaned back in his seat and grinned at the corner of his mouth: "You, you, be careful that your body can't stand it." ”

Hearing such an explicit conversation between the two, Mu Xiaocheng frowned and kicked the chair in front of him fiercely.

These two people are really disgusting, and they still covet her brother Ling, and they don't pee to take pictures of their own shabby.

Feeling kicked in the back a few times, the display turned his head and looked at Mu Xiaocheng in confusion.

"Miss Mu, do you have any advice?"

The tone is a little unkind.

(End of chapter)