Chapter 89

"I can't guess whether you are good or bad recently. I don't want to ask too many questions, but he locked each other's play. I can't guess. It's lonesome to get along with each other. They just muddle along and can't feel each touch. It's real and hot... "

Vaguely, she saw the familiar and strange face, he was standing in front of her.

Looking at her quietly and coldly, there is a certain contempt in her eyes

She stood up in horror and looked at him without blinking. She was afraid that it was just another fantasy.

Holding the microphone tightly with white knuckles, the singing stopped suddenly.

Xi Jincheng, does he think she is really incurable?

He just pulled her out of the golden age nightclub, she turned and threw into another place?

Does he think she is the kind of shameless, shameless woman?

"Shu ran, you really have enough capital to be a professional woman!" His sarcastic, disgusting voice in her ears, his cold, such as winter eyes, let her feel ashamed.

"Shu ran, you really have enough capital to be a professional woman!"

"Shu ran, you really have enough capital to be a professional woman!"

"Shu ran, you really have enough capital to be a professional woman!"

……

Enough!

It's not like that!

Shu Ran is not a bad woman!

She shook her head hard, shaking away the repeated sounds in her ears.

"Xi Jincheng, I didn't mean what I said that day! I... "

Originally, it was really her fantasy!

Standing in front of, is not Xi Jincheng at all, and she finally summoned the courage, looking at the man in front of and annihilated.

"Shu ran?" With uncertainty and surprise, the man frowned at her.

"Mr. Yin." She recognized him. He used to be Lin Yuanxiang's good brother in the upper bunk. When she dated Lin Yuanxiang, he often followed them with his girlfriend.

"You..." How can I sing here?

He couldn't ask, thinking that maybe, maybe, maybe she was just improvising on stage.

He remembers that her family is not bad, and with her grades in school, it's not difficult to find a good job!

Even if singing is her hobby, it is impossible for her to sing in such a place.

"Hello! What a chat! Sing Someone below the stage called out discontentedly and interrupted their conversation.

"To chat, go to bed after work! Don't waste your time here Someone echoed, his words immediately attracted the laughter of the whole audience, she felt their ambiguous eyes.

Shu ran cold face, Mou Guang a chill, swept the eyes of the people under the stage.

Ha ha, I really don't want to meet acquaintances in such an embarrassing place, or such acquaintances.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yin. I have to work."

"Well I'll wait for you. " Yin Fenghua looks back and leaves the stage quickly. He retreats to the back corner and looks at Shu ran on the stage thoughtfully.

"If the freedom you want is near and far, I'd rather go back to my own life. If the gentleness between cold and hot is your excuse, then I would rather never take you seriously. In the end, I don't want to pursue who is right and who is wrong. The more people care, the more they can't guess... " She took the microphone, insisted on the song, just ran into the backstage.

This kind of encounter, she had psychological preparation, but when the real face, or some unprepared, unable to deal with.