Chapter 297

Su Ning is only stunned and then returns to nature. Ye Jincheng has no intention of getting up. She also sits quietly on the sofa.

I don't know how long time passed. Ye Jincheng was busy for more than half an hour until assistant Lin knocked on the door of the office.

"Mr. Ye, it's almost time for dinner."

Ye Jincheng stands up with a slight nod, and Su Ning quickly follows him.

"Jincheng, I will go too!"

Assistant Lin looked at Su Ning, who was determined to follow him, and said, "Su Xiao. Elder sister, we always need to talk about business, not ordinary meals."

Su Ning immediately screwed up her eyebrows and looked at Ye Jincheng with expectant eyes. "Jincheng..."

"assistant Lin is right. This dinner is very important. It's not suitable to take a female partner. Go back first."

"All right."

The three people came downstairs together, and the front desk attendant who was talking about it stopped suddenly when he saw the man coming from far and near.

I saw Ye Jincheng's long legs walking away from afar. His face was cold, and his hands were full of noble temperament. Along with him came a petite woman.

At first glance, it turned out that Su Ning had to retire from the entertainment circle because of a hand injury!

When a few people walked out of the company gate, the voices of the discussion began.

"You said that Su Ning could enter and leave our company at will every day. Would he be better off with President ye?"

"Have you forgotten? The last time Suning sprained his foot, he was still supported by President ye to get on the car. Look at President Ye's nervousness. No one believed that. "

"I heard that the two families are aristocratic families. It seems that they have decided on a baby relationship. Su Ning has returned to China for the development of our president Ye. Still don't be jealous. Su Ning's identity is there. Even if it's not the shadow queen, there is a rich Su family behind them, which can't be compared with it. "

......

Assistant Lin went to the underground garage to pick up the car. Beside the road, Suning and ye Jincheng stood side by side.

Su Ning is petite and can barely reach Ye Jincheng's chin in high-heeled shoes.

She raised her neck and stared at the man's mural like beauty.

"Jincheng, Uncle Ye called me these days to talk about our engagement. What do you think?" Suning seriously asked the man's opinion.

When the wind blows, his face becomes colder and colder. "I'll make it clear to my father."

There is sand blowing into Suning's eyes. She squints, "what do you want to say? Do you really want to marry Jane Xiaolu who has no family background or even is not worthy of you? I tell you, there is no possibility between you! "

"Why not?"

Ye Jincheng's face was a little dark, and his deep eyes revealed a dangerous smell, which made Su Ning stunned.

She straightened her back and met the terrible eyes, pretending to be calm: "because Uncle Ye is..."

"big news, fast!"

Before Su Ning finished, there was a cry of surprise, followed by four or five reporters with photo equipment.

It turns out that Su Ning ' Wait for this moment finally.

"After su Ying, you often go to Jingcheng entertainment these days. Is it close to the future successor of Jingcheng entertainment, Mr. Ye?"

"Mr. Ye, can you explain the relationship between you and Su yinghou? Is it true that as we can see, you are in a romantic relationship?"

"When is the wedding date? Will journalists from the media be invited to visit then? "

"..." more and more direct problems came one after another, and a series of magnesium lights were shining on the face, which made Suning feel a little dazzling after a period of time when he didn't appear in front of the camera.

In just a few seconds, Suning quickly changed her expression. She smiled and faced the media who wanted to get the exact answer from her.

"I'm sorry, please don't speculate." This sentence, without recognition or rejection, sounds like a feeling of covering up.

With that, Suning is about to turn around.

At this time, a reporter, with an indomitable stride, reached out to Suning and stopped her.

"After su Ying, it seems that it's not good to leave like this. Is that to cover up the relationship between you and Mr. Ye?"

Standing in the line of sight, Suning was startled, patting. Chest. Breast subconsciously stepped back a step, also don't know what stepped on, foot slipped.

Seeing that she was about to fall, a strong arm pulled her up quickly.

"Are you ok?"Standing up straight, Su Ning breathed easily, looking at the big hand on her arm that saved her from the disaster, and her sweet feeling moistened her heart.

"It's OK. Thank you. Jincheng is very kind of you." Saying, she gratefully grasps Ye Jincheng's hand.

Ye Jincheng's movements were quick. Before Suning could touch his fingers, he quickly drew back his hands.

"No."

This scene, the reporters saw clearly, looked at each other, and then began to more acute problems.

"Mr. Ye, is what we said above true?" Unable to find out why, the media directly targeted Ye Jincheng.

Su Ning looks at him anxiously and nervously. She is eager to know ye Jincheng's answer, but she is afraid that if the answer is not what she wants, what should she do?

Her hand moved quietly to the back of Ye Jincheng, pulled his cape, and felt the strange look of Ye Jincheng turning to her.

That look seems to be saying: don't refuse, don't embarrass me in front of the media.

A car came slowly in the distance, and finally stopped at the side of the road where they were surrounded.

Looking at the media, assistant Lin opened the door and got off.

"Mr. Ye, the car is ready!" Assistant Lin shouted.

"No comment." Ye Jincheng coldly left this sentence, and pushed the aggressive media to get on the car.

Someone who is not afraid of death wants to catch up with him. After receiving the warning from assistant Lin, he stops and stands back.

...

in the car, the man's eyes were cold and frightening, and Suning approached him pleasantly.

"Jincheng, thank you so much just now. Without you, I don't know how these media would scribble." Said, she pretended to be relaxed under the hair scattered to the forehead.

Thin lips are not as warm as a cold word, "roll."