After lunch, the party was ready to leave for their return journey.
On the way, the business car fell into a strange quiet.
Leng Shutong sits next to Han Yunting. They hardly communicate with each other. They are both looking at their mobile phones.
Mo Liangyu, sitting in the back of them, leans lazily against the window. Driven by curiosity, he cradles his neck to see what they are doing.
It is said that Leng Shutong is a black horse in foreign design circles.
Her RS wedding dress is now one of the top ten luxury brands in the world.
This kind of resume sounds very similar to the third brother!
They are all black horses in the design industry, but Leng Shutong's life experience seems very common, even so common that we can't find her origin at all.
Mo Liangyu thought, maybe like his family Feifei, they all came from ordinary people.
At this time, Mo Liangyu quietly grasps the back of his chair, glances at Han Yunting's and Leng Shutong's mobile phone pages, and then his neck sticks, a little want to laugh.
What the hell?
The two of them are sitting together. Instead of talking directly, they are sending wechat messages to each other?
Mo Liangyu took a sitting posture and looked back at the other brothers.
Seeing that they didn't understand, they took out their mobile phones and pulled a wechat group of six people.
Feather: third brother and Leng Shutong are sending wechat face to face[ Mysterious smile. JPG]
Muye: [strong]
17: Maybe it's business.
Next second——
"Huanhuankaige" invited "Yunting" to join the group chat
Huanhuankaige: third brother, third brother, why do you want to send wechat face to face with sister Shu Tong@ Yunting
Feather
Muye quit group chat!
Through lingzihuan heartless trouble, Mo Liangyu also quit the group chat.
Not long after, Han Yunting saw the wechat page and turned around without saying a word, looking at Mo Liangyu with a faint smile.
"Third brother, you go on!"
It has to be said that the appearance of Leng Shutong has really aroused everyone's attention and curiosity.
……
At about two o'clock in the afternoon, the party returned to Dongcheng city.
Mo Liangyu and Ying Feifei choose to stay in Dongcheng to accompany their parents, while the rest go directly to the airport.
Towards evening, Qin Baiyu and others finally arrived in Licheng.
At the time of departure from the airport, Yan Shiqi took the man's arm and looked at Han Yunting with a smile. He suggested, "third brother, we will have something else to do later. Could you please help us send Shu Tong?"
Words fall, Leng Shutong on the face with hope to look to Han Yunting.
She knew that seventeen was creating opportunities for them to be alone.
It's just
Han Yunting's mobile phone rang before she heard her expected answer.
When he got through, he called, "elder sister."
“……”
"Well, just back."
“……”
"OK, I see. Let's go!"
Hang up the phone, Han Yunting turned to look at Qiao mu, "second, you help send it, there's something at home, elder sister told me to go back."
Leng Shutong inevitably dropped her eyes, and her eyes were desolate.
I'm used to being so humble, but I don't find it hard to accept it.
Just lost a chance to be alone with him. It's a pity.
Here, Han Yunting explained, nodded to several people, and then left the airport in a hurry.
Qiao Mu hugged Ling Zihuan's shoulder, looked at his back, shook his head and sighed, "if Miss Leng doesn't dislike it, why don't we send you?"
Leng Shutong could take back her eyes and said with a smile, "don't bother. I can go back with a taxi. 17、 I'll go ahead and get in touch with you another day. "