Wei Xiaoyi knew Xiao Qizhen, and her pale face quickly changed into a smile, "Mr. Xiao, I didn't expect to meet you here. You are more handsome in real life than on TV."
"Really, thank you Mrs. Ma for your compliment," Xiao Qi raised the corners of his lips, his smile looked a bit sinister and sexy, "Mrs. Ma is also very young and beautiful."
Ma Junhui was nearly fifty years old, and this woman who was less than twenty-five years old married the man surnamed Ma, and what she did was only the money of the Ma family.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed what Wei Xiaoyi had written in his palm, which looked like a check. He looked away and looked at the expressionless Shan Yatong, "Yatong, let's go in and have a chat."
Shan Yatong turned his head sideways and saw Lin Yuxin coming out of a private room and walking towards this side. He looked away and refused with a smile, "No, I'm a little tired, I want to go back and rest first."
Lin Yuxin saw Shan Yatong with a woman from a distance, Xiao Qizhen stood beside her and said something, she frowned slightly, and walked to the three of them, "Qizhen, Yatong, good evening."
"Sister Yuxin," Shan Yatong recalled the rumors about the relationship between the two. Now they are dating here
Shan Yatong is not a gossip person, he said with a smile, "I still have things to deal with, so don't bother me."
Wei Xiaoyi knew that Shan Yatong was making a movie, and these two were the male and female protagonists of that movie, and they seemed to have a good relationship with Yatong, so she smiled at Lin Yuxin, and the scene was a little awkward.
"Since this is the case, Qizhen, let's go first." Lin Yuxin saw that Shan Yatong didn't want to talk too much at the moment, and looked at Xiao Qizhen with a smile on his face, "Be careful on the way back when Yatong goes back."
"Well, I know, Sister Yuxin," Shan Yatong nodded to the two of them, then turned and walked towards the dedicated passage behind her.
Seeing this, Wei Xiaoyi hurriedly followed, her face full of uneasiness.
Lin Yuxin looked at Wei Xiaoyi's back thoughtfully, took out a cigarette from her handbag, and cast a sideways glance at Xiao Qizhen, "Aren't you leaving?"
Xiao Qi put his hands in his trouser pockets, looked away, "Ladies first."
"Hey!" Lin Yuxin sneered, and walked in front, her high heels stepping on the floor without a sound.
After leaving the restaurant, there is an underground parking lot. Shan Yatong looked at the woman behind her expressionlessly, and looked at her watch, "Ms. Wei, it is already 11 o'clock in the evening. If there is nothing else, you can I'm back home, as an artist, I don't want to cause any scandal with a married woman."
"Tong, I just apologize to you. In the past..." Wei Xiaoyi said with some difficulty, "From now on, in the media, don't mention the incident of going to the orphanage again, okay?"
Shan Yatong looked at the woman in front of her with a half-smile. She had fair skin, a standard oval face, and a pointed chin with a sickly beauty, but this woman had a heart that didn't match her appearance.
One million is not because of guilt, but because of worrying about yourself
Such a woman deserves to be able to enter the circle of nobility. She is ruthless enough to hold and let go. For a woman, she can be regarded as a powerful role, although such a woman is disliked by men.
"Is there any other request?" Shan Yatong looked at Wei Xiaoyi with a smile on her face, as if the other party's words had no effect on her at all, "If you have any requests, finish it at once. I don't want to meet again. The paparazzi filmed it, and it didn't have a good influence on me."
"Hitomi, you've changed, you wouldn't talk to me like this before," Wei Xiaoyi looked at the strange boy in front of her with some disappointment.
"That's because you were Wei Xiaoyi, not Mrs. Ma, right?" Shan Yatong straightened her sleeves, "It's getting late, I still have work tomorrow, please tell me if you have anything to do."
"No...no more," Wei Xiaoyi took a slight step back. For some reason, she felt that the boy in front of her was terribly strange.
"Then that's it. Goodbye, Mrs. Ma." Shan Yatong turned to leave, but suddenly he was hugged by someone behind him, and his brows frowned.
Luo Yanqian parked the car, leaned on the driver's seat tiredly, shook his sore neck, just in time to see a man and a woman hugging in the corner, he raised his eyebrows in surprise, which artist is so courageous, would Talk about love here, although there are no paparazzi here, but there are still artists coming and going, right
He looked at the two of them carefully, and when he saw the man's face clearly, his whole body froze. How could it be him
Luo Yanqian suddenly felt a little flustered in his heart, and he couldn't tell why, maybe it was because he shouldn't peep into other people's secrets, maybe it was because he and Shan Yatong hadn't seen each other for a long time, for a while, he could only sit in the car blankly, not wanting to Found by two people.
He suddenly remembered that the boy had said something about the past on TV, that girl, his childhood sweetheart, but the only thing he didn't say was the ending between him and the girl.
"Tong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please forgive me, okay, I know I broke your heart, but, but I really like you," Wei Xiaoyi hugged Shan Yatong's waist, crying, "I remember our past I’m just afraid of the dark days in the past, I don’t want to experience poverty and humble life, I’m afraid, I’m terribly afraid.”
Wei Xiaoyi knows that what she likes is a luxurious life, and nothing can compare to that superior life, but this young man is the person she likes, at that time, the person she really likes.
Shan Yatong pulled the woman's arm around her waist, took out a tissue and handed it to her, "I think, I made it very clear, I don't blame you, I can't talk about forgiveness, since you are afraid of poverty, don't It is irrational for you to meet me if you do something that may make your husband suspicious, so don't see me again in the future, just pretend that you and I have never known each other."
Of course there is nothing wrong with being afraid of poverty. He understands women's minds, and he doesn't say he hates it. It's just funny to see women with colorful makeup on their faces. He has long understood that there are many people who like money in this world. This is not an unacceptable shortcoming, at least he can accept it, but he cannot represent Shan Yatong. Maybe that boy will be sad and disappointed, but he will not, because he is Shan Yatong, but he is also Jing An. Lord.
"Hittomi..." Wei Xiaoyi stared blankly at the young man in front of her. The worry in her heart disappeared, but there was a faint sense of loss. This young man was the best memory of her dark youth, and now she was about to lose it.
Wiping away her tears, she took a few steps back, "Goodbye."
Turning around and taking graceful steps to sit in the car I drove, I carefully touched up my makeup, no matter how beautiful the memories are, they can't compare with the future.
She didn't regret it, so she didn't look back at the boy again.
A red Ferrari drove by, the woman named Wei Xiaoyi didn't look back, and Shan Yatong was not interested in paying attention to the mood of a woman who had nothing to do with her, Shan Yatong smiled and watched the car drive out of the parking lot and disappeared In the dark night, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
Luo Yanqian looked at the young man under the light, watched his smile slowly disappear, his figure looked thin and lonely, and suddenly felt distressed, Shan Yatong, is it sad now
He suddenly wanted to approach the boy and tell him not to be sad, because the boy looked too lonely.
That woman is the one he likes, and now leaving like this, what kind of pain does his heart feel
Involuntarily opened the car door, he approached the boy, "Ya Tong..."
Shan Yatong looked sideways at the person who was walking towards her, her brown eyes were like dry wells from a long time ago, so calm that there was no ripple.
Looking at such a pair of eyes, Luo Yanqian's heart skipped a beat, and he was lost in the eyes in a daze.
What was that missed beat of the heartbeat