Yingcheng was receiving the baptism of spring, and everywhere was wet.

Since that farewell, Mencius has not seen Song Yunshen again until the end of this inverted spring cold.

Meng Zijin has not lived on campus since the first semester of his senior year, and he has rented a small house in the vicinity, and under normal circumstances, his own driver will not be responsible for picking up and dropping off at this time, unless he listens to the arrangement.

That also proves that Mr. Meng Yongnian and Ms. Xu Qiang have come back after listening to the rain, and her chic and wanton good days have come to an end.

Meng Zijin rarely had classes in the afternoon, so after coming out of the piano room, he sent a text message to Zheng Hehe and got into his driver's car.

The driver was Uncle Yang, who had watched her grow up since she was a child, and Meng Zijin skillfully got into the car, raised his lips to say hello and then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Recently, there was a professional competition, and she trapped herself in the piano room for eight hours a day to practice, which was too expensive, and she did not hide her tiredness, thinking that going back with this appearance would make Ms. Xu Qiang feel distressed.

The car stopped steadily, and after Meng Zijin was woken up by Uncle Yang, he opened his eyes and found that he was surrounded by buildings that he was not familiar with.

Meng Zijin: "Uncle Yang, where is this?" ”

"I don't know this, Mr. and Mrs. only ordered me to bring Miss here, if Miss is curious, won't you know if you go in and have a look?" Uncle Yang stared at Meng Zijin with a smile, turned his head and raised his chin lightly, "Bring the dress in." ”

Mencius: "......"

Okay, well done, absolutely biological!

"Uncle, if I die at a young age, I will definitely be killed by my parents." Meng Zijin opened the bag casually and looked at it, and got out of the car with a small face.

The high-end club is either a music exchange meeting or an old friend meeting, and she, who has been a daughter, has not come forward to cheer them up since high school.

The people who come and go in the splendid extravagant places are high-end people, and although the Meng family is not in business, they make friends with people from the business world. People come here to discuss business, but Mr. Meng Yongnian comes here to visit old friends.

After changing his dress, Mencius made up his makeup very casually and made a simple hairstyle with his bare hands. She was very satisfied with her face in the mirror, which didn't need too much decoration.

Along with the dress was an admission ticket, which Mencius held to his fingertips, his back straightened, and he looked for it according to the address on the ticket.

Ballroom No. 2 on the 17th floor.

She read as she walked, and when she raised her eyes again, she saw the elevator that was about to close, and she didn't care that she was stepping on high heels, and trotted and shouted, "Please wait a minute!" ”

A hand reached out from the gap in the elevator that was about to close.

The owner of the hand was clear-eyed, and almost the moment the elevator door closed, he blocked his hand in the crack of the door.

Secretary Chen was frightened, and his eyes slanted at the woman running here.

No, to be precise, a person who took a photo not long ago-

Little girl.

"It's you!" Secretary Chen blurted out, but his head was cold.

It was over, and his boss had just glanced at him coldly.

"Huh?" Mencius's chest rose and fell slightly, panting softly, and only after standing firm did he raise his eyes to see the two people in the elevator clearly.

Caught off guard, it was like a spring thunder struck on the back, and he couldn't move.

"Senior Brother Song, okay." Mencius stabilized his emotions, but his tongue was slightly knotted,

Song Yun was condescending, stared at her with his eyelashes down, looked away after a moment, and said with a bow: "Hmm." ”

"What floor?" After a few seconds of silence, Song Yunshen looked at her sideways.

"Seventeenth floor." Mencius replied in a low voice.

Song Yunshen did not move.

The floor she was going to was the same as his.

The small space was so quiet that Mencius could even hear his own heart beating.

With the sound of "ding", the elevator door opened, Meng Zijin took a step first, his palms clenched, his steps were slow and fast, he took a breath, turned around as if he had finally made this difficult decision, walked to Song Yunshen, who was a few steps behind him, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Song, thank you for not caring about the tail-end chase, I didn't deliberately make an excuse to leave when we met at school, I just ......"

"Yes." Song Yunshen looked at the little girl who was nervous and stretched her neck straight with a smile.

"Huh?" The wording that Mencius had just hatched was choked in his throat by these two words.

"You just don't have the money to pay me."

"I'm afraid I'll chase it, debt."

Mencius: "? ”

He's being sarcastic.

Now she is dressed in high fashion, and when she goes in and out of such a high-end place, she still looks like a poor college student with no money.

Thinking about it, Mencius suddenly raised his head, his eyes a little stunned.

It's over, one second a poor college student wears a high-end setting to enter and exit a luxurious place the next, which doesn't confirm the fact that she is nonsense.

"The car is insured, it's fine, you don't have to worry about it." Song Yunshen saw that half of her arrogance had disappeared, and he couldn't bear to tease her anymore, just now he accidentally saw the admission ticket she was holding in his hand, and made sure that she was with him all the way, and raised his chin, "Let's go, let's enter." ”

Mencius didn't understand why he was inexplicably joined by him.

Secretary Chen followed behind the two of them, blinking desperately.

Not to mention, walking side by side, talented and beautiful, very compatible.

"Mr. Song."

"Mr. Song."

……

From the moment he entered the banquet hall, everyone who saw Song Yunshen called him Mr. Song.

Mencius looked at the man next to him who was a head taller than him in a daze, with a cold temperament and extraordinary bones, like the pride of the sky.

The point is, she is a nobody, and she is entering with this famous big man at this moment, will she cause any murder.

Thinking of what kind of expression would be on Ms. Xu Qiang later, Meng Zijin couldn't help but shudder.

"Cold?" Song Yun tilted his head deeply, and his gaze fell on her air-exposed shoulders.

Meng Zijin searched around, trying to find Meng Yongnian to take him out of the sea of suffering, and when he heard someone next to him asking, he blurted out without thinking: "Nonsense, can you try to show your shoulders?" ”

Song Yunshen was slightly stunned, only for a moment, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened, and he overflowed with laughter.

Mencius regretted it after answering.

It's got a mouth.

"Baby! Baby! ”

Hearing this, Mencius followed the sound and looked at it, almost so excited that he burst into tears.

Savior! This is the savior! At this time, dad is the most reliable!

Meng Zijin then walked away and ran to Meng Yongnian's side, and hit him on the arm a few times: "This Mr. Meng, who is dignified in the wind in Yushu, how can you bear to let your baby come in alone!" Meng Zijin was still feeling weak about the gaffe he had just said to Song Yunshen, but he had nowhere to vent, so he could only vent his anger on Meng Yongnian.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry baby, okay, let's go for a walk and take you to meet someone." Meng Yongnian's attention was all about Meng Zijin, and he didn't notice much who the man standing next to her was just now.

And Song Yunshen just watched Meng Zijin being held by Meng Yongnian very affectionately and left.

Secretary Chen seemed to have watched a big play, wiped a handful of sweat, and cautiously peeked at the expression of his boss.

Sure enough, Song Yunshen's dark eyes instantly turned like a cold pool, unfathomable.

Mencius didn't guess wrong, tonight's banquet was just a simple meeting of old friends.

Old friends, old friends of Mr. Meng Yongnian and Ms. Xu Qiang, have nothing to do with her.

"Lao Guo, come, this is my daughter, pretty! Isn't it better than your kid! Meng Yongnian's habit of praising his daughter to heaven forever remains unchanged, and when Meng Zijin doesn't listen to this, he will die of exhaustion.

Ms. Xu Qiang pinched the wine glass when she heard the movement here, walked over with a bright gait, looked at Mencius with sharp eyes, and then hugged her small waist with a smile: "It's been five days, and the baby has grown meat." ”

Mencius: "......"

"Don't call out to you Uncle Guo." Ms. Xu Qiang didn't give Meng Zijin a chance to refute, and immediately changed the topic.

Meng Zijin smiled: "Uncle Guo." ”

"Huh! You girl is well-raised, unlike the stinky boy in my family, who doesn't do his job properly and fools around all day after graduation. Guo Cheng had an envious expression, but as soon as he talked about his son, he immediately asked Mencius Zijin's age, "How old is Zijin this year?" You're about to graduate, right? ”

Mencius said calmly: "It's twenty, and I'll graduate this year." ”

"Yes, yes!" Guo Cheng's smile was a little more wanton.

Mencius: "......"

What a hammer.

Meng Zijin followed beside Ms. Xu Qiang, listening to them chatter about old things, and always felt a chill in his back, as if something was staring at him.

Today's banquet was hosted by the Guo family and some famous families, and it was a mixed bag, and naturally more than people from the business world appeared here.

Song Yunshen, as a leader in the business world, naturally attracted attention.

Guo Cheng and Meng Yongnian renewed their old relationship and led his wife to visit Song Yunshen. Everyone knows that Song Yunshen doesn't talk about feelings in business, only business, Guo Cheng invited Song Yunshen to come today, just to talk about business.

It's easier to get the deal done here in a soothing and relaxed atmosphere.

"Your Uncle Guo's son, Guo Jiamu, is three years older than you, and although he did not inherit your Uncle Guo's mantle, he won a gold medal at the Tchaikovsky Competition." Ms. Xu Qiang took a sip of champagne, her eyes were gloomy, and she looked at Mencius Zijin, whose face was wrinkled.

"Not happy?" Xu Qiang didn't know her daughter, and every time she talked about this, she tried her best to resist.

"Is it okay not to be happy?" Mencius found a place to sit down, not very interested, and did not want to deal with Ms. Xu Qiang.

Xu Qiang choked and glanced at Meng Yongnian.

Meng Yongnian sat down next to Meng Zijin with full cooperation, coaxing people with a baby in the east and a baby in the west.

Song Yunshen, who was following Guo Cheng to talk about business, spied on this scene, and the wine glass he was holding in his hand was put back into the distance with a "snap".

The violent impact made Guo Cheng tremble, and he couldn't figure out which of his words was wrong and angered the big guy.

"Come here today, Mr. Guo, let's have a chance to cooperate next time." Song Yunshen turned the watch on his wrist, retracted his gaze lightly, got up and left the banquet hall.

Guo Cheng froze in place, reflecting on which step went wrong.

Secretary Chen followed Song Yunshen's footsteps, cleared his throat, and began to report after entering the elevator: "Meng ...... The gentleman next to Miss Meng is Mr. Meng Yongnian, a famous calligraphy and painting artist. ”

Song Yunshen's eyes sank.

The memory goes back to four years ago, when the innocent little girl was on the stage at the pledge meeting of the middle school affiliated to Yingda University.