Here, Song Qiyue is laughing with a group of young masters, but her sight is wandering looking for--
The man in suit and leather shoes in front is exactly her goal today, Master Kang, the son of the host of the banquet!
Young Master Kang wears glasses and is thin and gentle. If placed in ancient times, he would be a very weak scholar.
At this moment, Young Master Kang was looking at her intently.
"My dears, I'll leave for a while." Song Qiyue greeted everyone around her, and she wandered away.
Young Master Kang immediately followed.
In the corridor on the second floor, Mo Zhengyan silently looked at the two people leaving one after another.
Away from the hustle and bustle, the back garden of the hotel is very peaceful and fragrant.
The fountain was sprayed with water drops, Song Qiyue stood still, she turned gracefully, and met the man following behind.
Song Qiyue smiled and said, "Master Kang, the cooperation between your company and Wuzhou has already been negotiated. I think I can sign the contract today, right?"
"Miss Song, no, July, I..." Young Master Kang was a little shy, but boldly stepped forward, "The reason why I haven't signed a contract is just because I want to spend more time with you... …"
"Oh, it turned out to be like this! After signing the contract, we will have more time to get along well!"
"No! That's not the case! I mean, I like you!" When Young Master Kang said something, his face flushed, innocently hurting people, "I want to get along with you seriously!"
Song Qiyue raised her eyebrows, "Are you confessing to me?"
"...That's right!" Young Master Kang hesitated.
Song Qiyue looked at him, she had always smiled on her face, but she didn't have that sweet smile. Instead of the usual charming, she said sternly, "Then now, I'm telling you clearly, me and you, Kang Ziwen, It won't be possible in this life!"
She refused completely, even more coldly, making Young Master Kang blush even more, and he was even more anxious, "Don't refuse me so quickly, you can think about it..."
"Don't think about it, it won't be possible!" She interrupted him, Song Qiyue's eyes were stern, as pale as the moonlight, cold, "If you really like me, then don't bother. Sign up. The contract is the best result for me."
"I will definitely sign the contract, but in July..." Kang Ziwen was hit repeatedly. He wanted to express his emotions, but before he had time, a phone call interrupted him. Kang Ziwen answered and hung up. "July, sorry, I have something wrong now, I will deal with it first."
"Bye."
"You... let's talk when we are free." Young Master Kang obviously refused to give up, he reluctantly left.
The back garden suddenly became quiet. Song Qiyue leaned against the fountain. She took out the silver cigarette holder from her handbag and took a cigarette.
The slender white lady's cigarette was tucked at her fingertips, she rummaged for the lighter, but couldn't find it everywhere.
Forgot to bring it? What a bad luck!
Suddenly, behind the Roman column there was a "click--" sound, accompanied by a cluster of faint blue flames.
Song Qiyue turned her head and looked. The hall was too far away, and the light was not enough. With the moonlight, she saw the man's profile, her handsome face was lined with the blue, which was so extraordinary.
It turned out to be him-Mo Zhengyan!
"No fire?" His smiling voice came over at the same time.
Song Qiyue was stunned, just because he looked at her as if he was about to strangle her!