Fu Rongsen has never been so disliked by a girl since she grew up.

On the one hand, he has a handsome face to support the situation, and on the other hand, he is the young master of the Fu family. He has been in power for many years with the hardware advantage of one plus one than two.

Fu Rongsen felt that this little girl was really charming, real and cold and unpretentious, different from other women.

Until now, the development model of romance novels is still the same.

It’s a pity that the heroine has a boyfriend.

Poaching is not in line with his style of conduct. Director Fu shrugged and gave up the throne of the male protagonist without any ups and downs in his heart.

Xiang Ge said he had made an appointment with his boyfriend. After seeing Fu Rongsen off, he went to the studio to find Qiao Xin. The girl had already changed her clothes. She held a bottle of water in her arms and sat on the chair next to her looking at her phone.

Seeing Xiang Ge come in, she stood up and walked over, and went to Xiang Ge at the door. Xu Yiqi also came over there.

The woman's smile looked weird and bright, her steps were slow, her eyes were straight at Xiang Ge, and her voice was calm: "It's so good, I want such a "Sister Xiang Ge."

Xiang Ge glanced sideways at her: "A slap is not enough?"

Xu Yiqi was not annoyed, and her expression did not change: "We have known each other for a long time. Don't be so hostile. I just remind you that some people look pure and harmless, and may not bite you at any time."

Xiang Ge pulled Qiao Xin's hand beside him, squinted his eyes, and smiled: "Is that so? Thank you, I wish you a happy love and a smooth career."

After she said that, she pulled Qiao Xin and turned around and went out. The two of them walked all the way to the gate. Qiao Xin suddenly stopped and let Xiang Ge pull him forward.

Xiang Ge turned suspiciously and saw the little girl with a serious look on her face: "Sister Xiang Ge, I will love you forever."

“…”

He turned his head to the song: "I have a boyfriend."

Qiao Xin was anxious and pinched the back of her hand: "I won't betray you!"

"Oh." Xiang Ge was careless, "I don't have any handle to make you catch."

Qiao Xin thought for a while: "Last time you skipped work, asked me to help you ask for leave and say that you were sick, actually went home to sleep secretly. Is that counting if you secretly?"

“…”

After the two of them finished their meal, Xiang Ge wanted to go home, but remembered that they had agreed to take her to see her brother-in-law in the evening, so they simply squatted in the empty body room to read the script.

She sat on the yoga mat with her back against a large glass wall, spreading the script between her legs and sending a WeChat message to Zhou Xing.

WeChat was added just recently.

How can you tell if your conversation partner is really not seen or seen but doesn’t want to pay attention to you?

Xiang Ge thought about it and sent a transfer.

Three minutes later, Zhou Xingyan replied with a question mark.

Xiang Ge put the script aside, turned over and lay on the yoga mat, and typed with his elbow on the ground: [Doctor Liang’s money, is it convenient for Dr. Zhou now?]

Zhou Xingyan didn't return for a while.

Xiang Ge curled his lips and just put his phone aside when Zhou Xingyan called.

Xiang Ge picked it up, leaned his head and rested his arms: "There is something to be heard."

Zhou Xingyan was funny: "Don't you have something to report?"

She yelled, "It's something. I thought you were busy. I planned to take action first and then report."

"Wait a minute," Zhou Xingyan's environment was a little noisy. After waiting for a while, the sounds around him were hidden little by little, and he spoke with a little echo, "Tell me, what's the matter."

"We'll go out to eat tonight? I'll go find you after get off work."

Zhou Xingyan was silent for a moment and suddenly asked, "What did you do wrong?"

Xiang Ge was stunned for a moment: "Ah?"

"When did you apply for this kind of thing with me in advance?"

Xiang Ge also remained silent for a moment: "Are you expressing your dissatisfaction to me now?"

Zhou Xingyan quickly denied: "I am just expressing it, I am flattered."

Xiang Ge wanted to laugh, but after thinking for a while, he decided to tell the truth: "I'll bring a little girl."

Zhou Xingyan's tone was faint: "Are you so open? It's enough for me to have one."

“…”

Xiang Ge hung up the phone.

A minute later, Zhou Xing sent a message: [I will pick you up after get off work, what do you want to eat.]

Xiang Ge didn't want to consider such a troublesome thing: [I'm casual, you think about it.]

Zhou Xingyan follows the good deeds: [Do your friends drink health porridge?]

“…”

Xiang Ge said hatred: [Okay, I want to.]

After searching for the official account for a whole afternoon, Xiang Ge had completely forgotten the original intention of finding a restaurant. He began to drool at the photos of various delicacies. When he saw something that looked very delicious, he would take screenshots for Zhou Xing to post.

Although Zhou Xingyan was busy all afternoon, she didn't plan to ask him to reply, just like she was just entertaining herself.

As a result, Zhou Xingyan got off work, Xiang Ge still didn't choose anything delicious. He wanted to go to a lot of restaurants, and the choice was difficult. Xiang Ge finally picked a few alternatives and asked Qiao Xin to choose.

The two of them stood at the main entrance waiting for Zhou Xingyan to come. When the little girl squatted on the steps and made a difficult decision, Zhou Xingyan arrived.

Stand up to the singer.

The SUV window lowered, and Zhou Xingyan turned his head and looked over: "What should I choose to eat?"

Qiao Xin raised her head and said "ah".

The moment the car window slowly descended, she was even thinking about it, and Mr. Song's face appeared behind her.

Qiao Xin shook her head, silently sympathized with Mr. Song for three seconds, and followed Xiang Ge into the car like a little tail.

In the end, Zhou Xingyan chose an Italian restaurant, which is more modern in style, with large floor-to-ceiling windows and small round tables, and circles of high-legged crystal cups crystal clear.

Qiao Xinren wanted to leave as soon as she came in, and she felt like a light bulb.

She quietly looked up at Zhou Xingyan sitting opposite him.

Once the coat was taken off, the man's shoulders were straight and his body was neat, and he looked thinner than Song Zhi, with thin lips and light eyebrows and eyes, looking like a fairy raising a white crane in an ink painting.

He is handsome but doesn't talk much, he is really cold.

It is indeed not the same type as Mr. Song. Qiao Xin recalled Song Zhi's daily expression and expression when he spoke, like a stone lion, with a heavy and scary aura.

She whispered to Xiang Ge, and Xiang Ge couldn't help laughing out loud.

The atmosphere was good after a meal. Qiao Xin was chatting with two girls. Zhou Xingyan smiled and occasionally answered a few words. After the meal, he took Qiao Xin home. The little girl finally couldn't help it in the car, and her head poked out from the middle of the back seat: "Sister Xiang Ge, how are you and Dr. Zhou together?"

Xiang Ge pondered for a while before saying, "We have known each other for many years, but we haven't contacted each other for a long time later."

Qiao Xin glared: "Hey? So I just got together."

Xiang Ge was thinking about how to summarize this process simply. Dr. Zhou, a god who had little talk all night, said slowly: "Well, it should have been mine, but I was not good enough at that time and I was not worthy of her."

Xiang Ge was stunned for a moment and turned his head to look at him.

Zhou Xingyan's eyes were still looking in front, holding the steering wheel, looking focused and serious, but his lips slowly raised.

"Fortunately, it's mine in the end."

Qiao Xin's home is in a very old residential area. The lights are very dim at night, the street lights are dim and shaky, the corridors are dilapidated, and small advertisements are everywhere.

It was getting late. Xiang Ge was afraid that she would be afraid of it on the sixth floor of Qiao Xin's house, so he insisted on accompanying her up to deliver it to the door of the house. He refused Qiao's mother's invitation to come in and sit down, and the staff went down.

Two people came up together just now, but now she is alone. The old residential building with the wall peeling off, and the voice-controlled lights are broken on two floors, which is indeed a bit gloomy.

Xiang Ge wanted to touch his phone and turn on a flashlight, but then he remembered that his bag was put in the car and he didn't take it.

She let out a long sigh and groped with the dusty handrail to walk down.

The warm wind of early summer poured in along the old wooden window frames in the corridor. The wooden windows moved slightly, and the sounds rustled in my ears.

Xiang Ge shrank his shoulders and accelerated his pace a little while trying to distinguish the steps with a little bit of dark moonlight.

Just after the first floor was removed, a vague light from the flashlight shone through the hollow gap between the armrests below.

The light was bright, but there was no footsteps, and I turned on the flashlight and didn't go upstairs.

Xiangge stood there and stopped before slowly moving down.

Zhou Xingyan stood at the entrance of the stairs on the fourth floor, with his mobile phone on the flashlight, as if he was afraid of shaking her eyes, and he turned slightly below. His facial features were faintly in the darkness behind the light source, and he could not recognize them clearly.

Xiang Ge narrowed his eyes, saw the person, then relaxed and walked towards him: "Why aren't you waiting in the car?"

The flashlight light source in Zhou Xingyan's hand suddenly raised it upwards and raised it to his chin to shine upwards. The light rays made light and dark shadows from bottom to top, and the deep and thin eyes looked gloomy and cunning: "I'm afraid you're afraid."

Suddenly, Xiang Ge almost screamed when he was scared. The person shook and paused.

His hand holding the phone shaking, the light column shaking with the movement, the light and shadow rotated, the sound was cold and heavy, and it added a little point to the gloomy picture: "Come here."

Xiang Geren didn't move, and stood there glared at him: "Break up."

Zhou Xingyan licked his lower lip, and finally put down his phone, laughing softly.
To be continued...