Three years later.
Cloud City, the beginning of Huadeng, the night is more prosperous.
After the celebration, Song Xi drank a lot of wine, and his head went out of the box and went to the bathroom.
Through the long corridor, people come and go in the corridor.
Those people turned into a virtual shadow, shaking in front of her.
"Mr. Shao, this way, please. Your room is in room 1108. There is a large meeting in the hotel tomorrow morning, so you need to stay here for one night. It's late. You'll have a rest early. "
Xiao Bai, assistant, is following a tall man, who is wearing a set of black hand-made suits and is walking steadily towards here.
The man looks very young, but he is about 25 years old. He has a handsome and extraordinary appearance. Besides, he feels familiar and seems to have met somewhere.
Song Xi pestles in the road, squinting a pair of beautiful eyes, staring at the man getting closer.
The gap between the two men is only one step away. The man stops and squints his eyes at the drunk woman in front of him.
Her cheeks were red, like a fresh peach.
"Song Xi..."
Ling Yichen recognized Song Xi at a glance. She didn't see her for several years. She was more beautiful and moving.
No After he went back to France three years ago, he got the news that Song Xi died.
And in recent years, no information about her has been searched everywhere.
How could she be that Song Xi? Maybe he has identified the wrong person. After drinking a little wine at the dinner party, it's hard to avoid some confusion.
Song Xi shakes her head, because this sound makes her fully conscious.
Stare at the man in front of him, eager to see clearly.
The nose is tall, the lips are thin and cool, and the eyes are as bright as stars.
Ling Yichen
Why is he here?
Damn it, she doesn't want to let anyone know her existence.
Besides, if it wasn't for Ling Yichen to break her trust, she wouldn't be so embarrassed.
So many tragic things happened in succession.
Seeing that her father is three months away from prison, she can't let anyone know that she is Song Xi.
"Mr. Shao, do you know this lady?"
Xiao Bai, the assistant behind him, asked in a face of gossip.
"I don't know. The old man I knew died. Forget it. Go back."
Ling Yichen shook his head, denied his conjecture and turned to the elevator.
Song Xi bit his teeth fiercely. He didn't know one of his old friends and he died.
Since she didn't recognize her, she could retaliate for his dishonesty.
Follow Ling Yichen to the elevator door.
Ding -
the elevator door opens.
Ling Yichen goes into the elevator, and Song Xi follows in, pretending that he doesn't know anything about it at all.
Xiao Bai presses the floor of the hotel, the 11th floor.
Then give the position to Song Xi.
But Song Xi did not press, acquiesced that her floor was also on the 11th floor.
"Ouch..."
Song Xi felt sick in his stomach. He covered his mouth and retched.
Xiao Bai hurriedly hid in front of Ling Yichen and blocked Ling Yichen with his body for fear that she would throw up their president in the elevator.
The elevator is about to arrive. She can't get close to Ling Yichen at all.
The elevator is surprisingly quiet. Song Xixin wants to forget it. He will not see it in the future anyway.
Ding -
the elevator door is open.
Ling Yichen takes Xiao Bai away and lets out the door: "please first."
His gentleman didn't seem to have the airs of a successor to the Ling clan.
Song Xi sneers. She asks first. Where can I go? She can't live here tonight.
Glancing at Ling Yichen and his assistant, Song Xi still walked out of the elevator.
Then a crisp telephone rang.
Song Xi felt his pocket, as if it was not his own.
Xiao Bai got a call back.
After only two words, he hung up.
Xiao Bai whispered to Ling Yichen, covering his lips and whispering: "little president, something happened..."
After hearing this, Ling Yichen's face was shocked, and his cold air came out of him.
Song Xi walked aimlessly forward, suddenly a hand behind her grasped her arm, "follow me."
"Hello..."
Song Xi's face is muddled. What's the matter with this man? Can't you recognize her?
Later, Ling Yichen dragged her to 1108 and swiped her card into the room.
The room card was not inserted into the power slot. He threw it on the table and dragged Song Xi to the bed. The whole person pressed it.The sudden series of actions made Song Xi confused.
This man has changed. I used to think he was a gentleman. How can he become so obscene and disgusting now.
"What are you doing? Want to be strong... "
Before he finished speaking, Ling Yichen covered her mouth with her hand and hissed, "help me, how much do you open it?"
"Shit, I didn't come out to sell it. What do you think of me?"
Song Xihuo is three Zhang high.
Later she had to spit him out before she left, otherwise it would be hard to understand her hatred.
Knock knock knock -
the door suddenly knocks.
Ling Yichen did not open his voice. He bent over and pulled open his tie and shirt collar, pretending to kiss her neck.
The door suddenly opened.
The house was used for cartoon.
burst into an exaggerated pungent perfume and went into Song Xi's nostrils. She frowned and sniffed her nose.
The woman at the door saw the men and women on the bed leaning against each other, clubbing in place, unable to open their eyes.
Xiao Bai at the door chased in, "this lady, our young master is accompanied tonight. Thank you for your kindness. Our young master has the heart. You can go back."
The woman in the veil looks hot in a black lace dress.
The woman looked back at the person on the bed again, still unwilling.
Ling Yichen pulled his collar, got up from Song Xi, and then turned to look at the door: "get out, don't disturb this young master's good."
Xiao Bai said again, "this young lady, please. Our young master doesn't like others to disturb him. Moreover, he likes one-on-one things."
Song Xi, lying in bed, cleverly plays with Ling Yichen.
She probably guessed that what happened now was that the partners in the business field were afraid of his loneliness at night, so they spent money to send a woman to serve him, who knew that he would rather find someone to act as a performer than a woman to send.
A good one-on-one, it sounds like I really want to laugh.
"Please."
Xiao Bai urged again and again, so the woman walked out of the room.
Xiao Bai immediately winked at Ling Yichen, then closed the door and sent the woman out.
When the door closed, the room was surprisingly quiet.
Song Xi on the bed coughed twice, showing a smile.
"What are you laughing at?"