Chapter 283

Song Jincheng pretended to look down at the newspaper, but did not respond.

"Shameless!"

Lu Jixiang scolded, got up from his chair, went to the door and opened it.

"Well

Standing outside is a young girl. When she saw Lu Jixiang, she was obviously stunned. But soon, she returned to her normal state and said with a smile, "Hello, Mr. Song Jincheng. Does Mr. song live here?"

"Yes Lu Jixiang nodded, looked at the girl and said, "are you

The girl smiles and her voice is very pleasant: "Hello, I'm Ouyang Feifei. I'm here to visit Mr. Song!"

Ouyang Feifei?

Well, her last name is Ouyang?

Is that Miss Ouyang who came to find song Jincheng yesterday her?

"Lucky, who is it?"

At this time, a man's inquiry came from inside.

Lu Jixiang turned around and said, "it was yesterday."

Before she finished her words, Ouyang Feifei suddenly pushed her away, stepped on ten inch heels and went in.

Lu Jixiang was stunned. After reaction, he rushed in: "Hey, I haven't let you in yet. How can you come in?"

"Long time no see, song Jincheng!"

Ouyang Feifei suddenly stood still, his delicate face with light makeup and a pair of peach blossom eyes. At the moment when he saw song Jincheng, all kinds of complicated looks passed by, but in the end, he turned into the most brilliant smile.

Song Jincheng is still holding a newspaper in his hand. It seems that he is not surprised by Ouyang Feifei's visit. In his dark eyes, he is as calm as a lake. He has a beautiful and handsome face.

"Hello, Miss Ouyang!"

He opened the mouth, not clear not light, polite alienation.

Lu Jixiang came over muttering, looked at Ouyang Feifei, then looked at Song Jincheng, wrinkled his nose and said, "do you want me to avoid it?"

Song Jincheng looked at her and frowned: "what are you avoiding? Sit down and go on eating! "

Although his tone is very heavy, it is because of his emotion that he represents the difference.

You see, his attitude to Ouyang Feifei is cold and light.

"Oh..."

Lu Jixiang lowered her head, sat down again and continued to chew her bread.

However, the atmosphere at the scene seems to have changed subtly.

This time, Ouyang Feifei finally officially looks at Lu Jixiang.

In her mind, a noble man like song Jincheng should prefer a charming woman who looks forward and backward. Only a mature woman can arouse a man's primitive desire for conquest!

But in front of me, it's not too much to use "noodle soup" to describe it!

Seeing this, Ouyang Feifei couldn't help laughing: "Mr. Song, don't you introduce me?"

Song Jincheng finally got up. He was graceful and elegant. What he said surprised Ouyang Feifei.

"She's my wife, Lu Jixiang!"

Men smile very gently, looking at the girl's eyes, slowly are spoiled.

Ouyang Feifei was dull for a moment, and his face was unbelievable.

"You, you're married?"

She was really surprised because she always thought that song Jincheng would be single forever.

How many women are worthy of such a perfect man?

"Yes, it is." Song Jincheng replied low, his eyes slowly shifted from Lu Jixiang to Ouyang Feifei, with a natural expression: "where's Miss Ouyang? How's it going? "

"I'm, I'm fine, I'm still the same!" Ouyang Feifei lowered his head and couldn't tell what it was like.

"Well, Miss Ouyang is here today for..." Song Jincheng said casually. He took out a paper towel and handed it to Lu Jixiang. Then he said to the girl, "Jixiang, can you guess Miss Ouyang's occupation?"

Lu Jixiang first took the paper towel and wiped her mouth. She turned her head and looked at Ouyang Feifei. She guessed, "Miss Ouyang has a good figure and looks good. Is she a model?"

Song Jincheng shakes his head with a smile.

"Well, actor?"

Song Jincheng continued to shake his head.

Lu Jixiang thought about it and was a little depressed: "it's hard to guess!"

Song Jincheng's smile became more and more charming. He looked at the girl and said in a slow voice, "do you know the queen magazine?"

Lu Jixiang was stunned, and then her eyes began to shine: "of course I know. When I was in high school, I always liked queen magazine. Every issue has a lot of handsome guys. Er... Is Miss Ouyang a reporter?"

Seriously, this scene is really warm.

The question and answer between husband and wife is full of playfulness and doting.

But one of them was song Jincheng, which made Ouyang Feifei, a spectator, feel very embarrassed.

These two people, completely regard her as air?!

"Mr. Song!"

She quickly opened her mouth, looked at the man with a serious expression, and took on a business gesture: "I know my visit is a bit presumptuous. I apologize to you and Mrs. song. However, as the editor in chief of the queen, I sincerely want to invite you to be the guest of the next issue of our magazine!"

As soon as her voice fell, song Jincheng spewed out three words: "I refuse!"

Both women were in a daze.

Lu Jixiang's expression is a little dull. She can't understand that song Jincheng, who has always been gentle, how can she be so cold today? Well, isn't he an acquaintance with Ouyang Feifei?

On the other hand, Ouyang Feifei's heart is also very uncomfortable.

Song Jincheng's refusal was not only expected by her, but also unexpected.

The point is, she didn't expect that the man was married!

For this sudden news, she is really hard to accept!

She slightly adjusted her breath and continued to speak calmly: "Mr. Song, I believe you know that a lot of things have happened in Haicheng recently, and there are a lot of negative news on the Internet. According to an insider, you were attacked by the demonstrators in front of the government office building the day before yesterday. Although there is no relevant report on this incident, as a party, you have nothing to say to the public? "

Song Jincheng looked back at her and said with a smile, "you can find my lawyer about this matter!"

Ouyang Feifei was stunned again.

Song Jincheng seems to have no patience. He looks at Lu Jixiang, who has already had a good meal. He nods and says, "dear, go to change clothes. We'll go out together later!"

"Oh

Lu Jixiang nodded and walked back into the bedroom.

She found it strange that, as a woman, she naturally understood women.