But Ye Junqing, a big cancer, actually appeared in the first floor hall with stars arched by the moon. In a big show, a group of men in suits surrounded him and another man with extraordinary demeanor, and a huge group of people walked out of the corridor on the left side of the hall.

For example, when they reached an agreement or had a project, the two walked to the door of the hall, and they both held high-end and arrogant postures, shook hands and said goodbye, and they also had an unruly momentum.

After the man left the swimming pool under the escort of the bodyguard, Ye Junqing glanced at the cold eyebrows and noticed the night starlight standing with Han Chengbei, with the man's sunglasses hanging on the neckline.

A cold eye shot over, and Ye Xingguang shivered unconsciously, but she quickly calmed down and looked at Ye Junqing's deep peach blossom eyes openly. This man was so handsome all the time.

"Hey, say Cao Cao is here."

Han Chengbei pulled Ye Xingguang over and greeted Ye Junqing: "Mr. Qing, what a coincidence, I happened to have something to look for you. My girl wants to interview you. Can you give me some face?"

"Your girl?"

Ye Junqing himself did not notice how bad the words were from his mouth.

Han Chengbei inexplicably felt that the air around him was falling rapidly, and there was a low pressure on Taishan to press the top. Is it his illusion?

Han Chengbei shook his head and didn't care. He put his slender arm on Ye Xingguang's shoulder and patted Ye Xingguang's shoulder cynically and said, "This is Ye Xingguang reporter. Can you give her a few minutes to give you an interview?"

Ye Junqing didn't say anything, his eyes fell on Han Chengbei's hand that was placed on Ye Xingguang's shoulder, and his eyes were darker than once.

Fu Zuo stood next to Ye Junqing and felt that he had the obligation to ask Master Qing: "What is the relationship between Master Han and this night reporter?"

"It's okay." Ye Xingguang knocked Han Chengbei's hand.

"Why doesn't it matter?"

Han Chengbei made a hurt expression: "Didn't you tell me last month that you are my hope in the world?"

Hancheng Beichao Ye Xingguang polished his eyebrows and eyes. He was such a silly girl. If it doesn’t matter, how could Ye Junqing sell him face?

If Ye Xingguang knew Han Chengbei’s kindness, he would definitely howl. Master, I can’t afford your kindness.

In front of my official partner, if this is misunderstood, if my official partner misunderstood that I cheat, I will sue me and sit in prison!

However, Ye Junqing probably won’t care, right?

What is she worrying about?

"How is it, Master Qing, can you give me a face?" Han Chengbei continued.

Ye Junqing didn't say anything, standing in front of Ye Xingguang with long legs and feet. Her cold eyes continued to stare at the sunglasses on her collar, and the air conditioning around her was raging, giving people the feeling that it was a big ice cube that kept people from thousands of miles away, and she didn't want to sell her face.

Fu Zuo quickly explained: "Justice Qing, I forgot to tell you that Mr. Ting asked me to arrange an exclusive interview for you, so I agreed to KOCO TV station and asked them to send reporters. Unexpectedly, KOCO sent Miss Ye here."

Ye Junqing still didn't say anything, his cold and thin lips were pursed tightly, and his eyes never moved away from Ye Xingguang's sunglasses on the neckline. At some point, the murderous intent that he could not even control himself had gathered in his eyes.

Ye Junqing's eyes were too dark.
Chapter completed!