Fang Ze walked in.

"Wei Qing, is it okay?"

"What can happen?" Wei Qing sneered and raised her head, "Okay, let's talk about the serious business."

Fang Ze nodded and continued the topic just now.

...

When Mo Xiran was about to leave, he happened to meet Cheng Lin who came back from work.

"Xizi?" Cheng Lin called her and asked softly: "Have you seen the president?"

Mo Xiran shook his head.

Cheng Lin thought for a while and said, "Come with me."

Taking Mo Xiran with them, they took the elevator downstairs and came to the lounge area on the first floor.

After buying two cups of coffee, handing one of them to Mo Xiran, Cheng Lin sat down opposite her.

Mo Xiran took a sip of coffee and seemed to be in a bad mood.

Cheng Lin probably guessed the reason and was thinking about how to comfort her. A phone ringtone rang.

"Xizi, your cell phone." A soft reminder.

Mo Xiran said "ah" and then realized that it was his cell phone.

She took out her cell phone from her shoulder bag, looked at the caller and frowned.

"Hey, Zhou Xian."

When she called out the man's name, Cheng Lin's body stiffened.

Zhou Xian?

What did he call?

"Me? No, I won't... OK, I know."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Xiran bit her lip.

Cheng Lin took a sip of coffee and asked inadvertently: "What's the matter?"

"Zhou Xian." Mo Xiran raised his eyes and looked at Cheng Lin, "He asked me to come over and have a meal."

"Only him?"

"No, there is Lin Qinghang. Sister Cheng Lin, do you know Lin Qinghang?"

Speaking of Lin Qinghang, Mo Xiran became excited again.

Cheng Lin nodded, thinking.

Zhou Xian’s name is Mo Xiran, what is his idea?

...

Two people came over from afar.

When Zhou Xian saw the person following Mo Xiran, his eyes darkened.

"Zhou Xian, Mr. Lin." Mo Xiran said hello first.

Cheng Lin's eyes fell on Zhou Xian and then looked at Lin Qinghang, "Don't you mind having one more person?"

Lin Qinghang's gentleman smile, "Of course I don't mind, let alone a beautiful woman, right, Ah Xian."

Zhou Xian gritted his teeth and nodded.

Mo Xiran sat next to Zhou Xian, and Cheng Lin sat next to Lin Qinghang.

Since Cheng Lin appeared, Lin Qinghang has recognized her as the woman in the photo hidden in Zhou Xian’s wallet.

The dining table for four people must be fun.

"Something is something to eat."

Zhou Xian was silent when he met Cheng Lin, and so was Cheng Lin.

Lin Qinghang broke his quietness and handed the menu to Mo Xiran.

Mo Xiran took it and looked at Cheng Lin sideways, a little worried.

She was a little surprised when Cheng Lin suddenly wanted to follow her.

She didn't forget the scene when Zhou Xian and Cheng Lin were entangled.

What do these two people have?

But now her relationship is in a mess and she doesn't care about others anymore.

"I'm just fine, Sister Cheng Lin, please order."

Mo Xiran handed the menu to Cheng Lin.

Cheng Lin ordered two casually, and she didn't look like she was interested.

I would come with Mo Xiran because I was worried and to help Zhou Yanchen guard her.

After all, Zhou Xian’s thoughts are obvious.

His purpose of approaching Mo Xiran is definitely not simply.

Fortunately, Lin Qinghang is a person who can liven up the atmosphere and will not make the meal too embarrassing.

It was the first time I had a meal with my idol, Mo Xiran was trembling, afraid of losing face in front of her idol.

After a meal, I didn't eat much.

When it was almost over, Cheng Lin got up and went to the bathroom.

When she came out of the bathroom, she saw a man leaning against the wall opposite.

He held the cigarette in his hand and sucked it slowly.

Hearing the sound, he looked over, his eyes dark.

Cheng Lin took a deep breath and wanted to pass by with a blank expression on her face.

As soon as he wiped his body, he held his wrist.

"Cheng Lin, let's talk."

Sneered, Cheng Lin turned to look at him: "Mr. Zhou, you will understand that you and I have nothing to say."

"You and I have nothing to say, I have something to say with you."

Extinguished the cigarette stick, Zhou Xian pulled her away without caring about Cheng Lin's struggle.

After waiting for a long time, they didn't see each other coming back. Lin Qinghang spread his hands and smiled at Mo Xiran, "It seems that we have been put on pigeons."

"Um?"

Standing up, Lin Qinghang picked up the coat on the back of the chair, "They should leave first, let's go too."

"Ah? Oh, OK."

She quickly got up, picked up her shoulder bag and followed Lin Qinghang.

Before Zhou Xian left, they settled the bill. They came out of the restaurant. Lin Qinghang put on Hei Chao and turned to ask Mo Xiran, "Where are you going? I'll give it to you."

"No need, I'll go by myself." Mo Xiran's cheeks flushed slightly.

He refused and cursed himself in his heart.

An opportunity to get along alone!

Why did she give...

"Okay, goodbye." Waving his hand, Lin Qinghang jumped into his fiery red sports car and drove away.

Looking at the butt of the car that was leaving, Mo Xiran collapsed his shoulders.

I looked at the time and it was only around 3 pm.

Anyway, the company has asked for leave and she is very tired again, so she might as well go home just to forget it.

Thinking of it, she stopped a taxi.

The Zhou family was surprised to come back so early.

Old Mrs. Zhou asked worriedly: "Why did Xixi come back so early? She feels uncomfortable?"

"A little tired." Mo Xiran smiled and said, "Mom, I want to go upstairs and take a rest first."

"Go quickly. Let Aunt Gui make some soup for you later."

"Um."

The bedroom door was closed, and Mrs. Zhou then withdrew her gaze, "What's going on?"

"Mom, look at this." Wang Ruoqing said, handing over his cell phone.
To be continued...