Long Yutian actually saw her, and even his eyes never left Feng Mengmeng's body from the beginning to the end.
However, when Feng Mengmeng raised his head to stare at him, the slight surprise on his face caused him to glance at her indifferently, then turned his head arrogantly.
Like a careless glance, but also like not caring.
Long Yutian opened his legs, and strode gracefully towards Feng Mengmeng.
I don't know if it's because the condensed aura emanating from his body is too oppressive, or because his sense of nobility that can't be played with makes people inaccessible.
The people in the waiting room subconsciously took two steps back the moment he approached, making way for him.
"Look, he's looking at me again—" Nymphomaniac A screamed and fainted.
"No, no, he's clearly walking towards me!" Nympho B danced twice and sprained his ankle.
In the end, after a group of self-absorbed women were carried out by N stretchers, Long Yutian's pace finally stopped when he was less than two meters away from Feng Mengmeng.
He lowered his head, as if looking at her, his deep eyes entangled her tightly like vines, and there was nowhere to escape.
Feng Mengmeng was biting her lip, holding her jeans with both hands, she was extremely nervous.
"Big—" she started, only uttered a single syllable, and then closed her mouth.
Should I call him Big Boss? But she is already an abandoned job; call him the second young master? They probably don't know each other that well—
Feng Mengmeng hesitated for a moment, finally found a polite and official address, smiled at Long Yutian, and yelled generously: "Hello, Mr. Long—"
Mr. Long—The seemingly simple and relaxed words came out of Feng Mengmeng's mouth, but Long Yutian's steps stopped stiffly in place.
Even the pupils looking at her inadvertently tightened for a moment.
Because of these three words, he smiled mockingly from the bottom of his heart, pursed his thin lips, and retracted his gaze.
He opened his legs and walked past Feng Mengmeng.
It seemed that she didn't pay any extra attention to her even with a glance or a tone of voice.
Originally, Feng Mengmeng was still extremely nervous, afraid that the big boss would ridicule her when he opened his mouth, and she imagined whether she would be embarrassed.
Unexpectedly, after being uneasy for a while, what she waited for was only an alienated and indifferent background.
The slight uneasiness and tension in Feng Mengmeng's heart gradually dissipated, and after that, a deep sense of loss really permeated the air.
They are obviously not strangers, but why do they pretend to be strangers than strangers!
——
Feng Mengmeng didn't realize it until he got on the train with his suitcase.
Why did Mr. Boss appear at the high-speed rail station? And it's not the VIP tunnel
Could it be that he changed his extravagant habit of requiring a business seat even for a handjob, and decided to be a thrifty 'second-class citizen'
Shaking his head in annoyance, Mengmeng knocked himself on the head hard.
Don't be an idiot anymore, the boss is already a famous grass owner, and you still want him to seek abuse? !
But thinking of Cai Jiajia's various actions of cuddling up to Long Yutian's chest intimately, Feng Mengmeng felt all kinds of unpleasantness in his heart.
As a result, the internal organs are colic, the limbs, hands and feet are numb, and the eyes are full of stars and dizzy.
So, in this unhappy state, I sat on the high-speed rail for 5 hours in a daze, and finally returned to my hometown unhappy.