Chapter 347

Lin Chen came out of the company in a hurry, pulled out his chair, and sat down opposite song huaishuang with a smile on his face. However, he could not help complaining: "I thought I had to wait for a few days before I could see you again."

Song huaishuang knows that he refers to what happened in Zhao Mengying's house last time. He is embarrassed to fold his broken hair and smile. He pleasantly hands the menu in front of him to Lin Chen: "it's my fault. It's all my fault. Come on, young master, if I invite you to dinner, I'll treat it as if it's my fault, OK?"

Lin Chen Ao Jiao's hum: "this is just about."

In other words, he took the menu but didn't order a few. The dishes he served were all liked by song huaishuang.

Song huaishuang frowned, took the menu from his hand, and ordered a few dishes again: "OK, I'll treat you to dinner. How can I just order what I like and what you like."

We are all people who have known for so many years. It can be said that who likes and dislikes what to eat at a glance. Lin Chen touches his nose and laughs twice. He doesn't refute song huaishuang's words.

"You can't go to the Sanbao hall without anything?" Lin Chen squinted at Song huaishuang as he waited for the dishes. "It's hard for you to come here today and invite me to dinner. Your attitude is so warm. Tell me, what can I do for you?"

"No, I'm here to invite you to dinner." Song huaishuang didn't expect Lin Chen's head to turn so fast that he didn't admit that he had another attempt.

Lin Chen looked at her like a smile, slender fingers gently knocked on the table, the smile in the eyes thick can not open: "really? Well? "

A long ending, with a strong narrowing.

"Well, well, I admit it." Song huaishuang is embarrassed to be seen, but he has no choice but to put up a white flag: "I really want to see you. However, I came here specially to invite you to dinner. This is just by the way!"

She stressed it again and again, hoping that Lin Chen would not reverse the priorities.

Lin Chen jokingly said, "OK, OK, OK, I remember that Miss Song huaishuang came to invite me to dinner. Everything else is a small matter."

A word, hard in his mouth changed a taste.

Song huaishuang was angry and funny. He couldn't help but look at him: "Lin Chen, I didn't find you so glib before. Fight. Don't hurt your head."

"If I hurt my head, are you responsible?" Lin Chen did not care about a smile, casual look, as if this question is just a casual one.

I don't know if it's because she's too sensitive. Song huaishuang always thinks that Lin Chen's words are hidden. It can be seen that Lin Chen looks as usual again. I think it's because he is too thoughtful.

"Responsible, responsible." With a perfunctory reply, song huaishuang took out a gilt edged invitation from his bag and put it on the table: "this morning, the front desk gave me an invitation, saying that Haicheng charity invited me to go there."

"I've never heard of the name of charity before." Song huaishuang is afraid that his time to accept the Qi family is still short, and he can't reach anything higher. He specially brings it to Lin Chen.

Lin Chen's smile faded a lot. He looked at the invitation again and again, hoping to see something different from it.

"Haven't you heard of it?" Song huaishuang judged from Lin Chen's behavior that he was not familiar with this charity.

Lin Chen nodded and returned the invitation to song huaishuang: "it's familiar to me, but I can't remember it. It's OK. If you don't want to go, you can lose the invitation."

The invitation cards sent from charity parties are generally dependent on their mood. They can go if they want to, and don't go if they don't want to.

Song huaishuang put the invitation card away and put it back in his bag: "I want to see Haicheng charity. I always think it's not easy."

For some reason, song huaishuang seems to feel that there is a voice calling for her to go and have a look. Besides, she has made an oath in front of Uncle Qi's grave to do more charity.

Lin Chen didn't think so much and said directly, "I'll go with you."

Song huaishuang nods. As it happens, the waiter comes up with the meal. Song huaishuang no longer mentions the unhappy things and beckons Lin Chen to eat.

After work, song huaishuang and Zhao Mengying are explaining some documents that have not been processed in time. The front desk Miss called out: "Mr. Song, someone has sent a gift box, saying it's for you."

"Gift box."

Song huaishuang is surprised to repeat the words of the front desk lady. Suddenly, it comes to mind that when she had lunch, Lin Chen said that she would take part in the charity of Haicheng with her.

"Give it to me."

It is estimated that Lin Chen is afraid that she is busy with her work and can't find time to go out, so she specially sent a piece of clothes to her.

Song huaishuang holds the gift box and goes back to the office. She wants to go to the store and pick up a small dress. Lin Chen sent over, it is to save her some effort, directly in the office to change on the line.

This is a small white dress with elegant cutting and a circle of small pearls around the neckline, which radiates warm light. Song huaishuang likes it very much.She can't wait to change it. It's just the right size. There's nothing to change. Song huaishuang has a trace of confusion. She never told Lin Chen about her size, but she didn't expect that the clothes Lin Chen sent were just right for her.

Perhaps, she told it inadvertently. Due to the shortage of time, song huaishuang did not think much about it. He put his long hair in disorder and made it into a flower bud again. Some pieces of it were scattered and fell down. It has a kind of messy aesthetic feeling.

In the simple painting of a light makeup, song huaishuang can go directly to the charity party scene.

When Lin Chen's message comes, song huaishuang takes a look downstairs. The man with a long body is half leaning on the side of the black Ferrari. His handsome face grabs a faint smile, gentle as jade.

He seems to be aware of song huaishuang's line of sight and suddenly raises his head. Two lines of sight suddenly meet in the air and gather together. She clearly sees the astonishment in Lin Chen's eyes.

Song huaishuang flurried away from her eyes. She grabbed her mobile phone and rushed downstairs with her skirt. She ran to Lin Chen in front of her. She was embarrassed and said, "I've kept you waiting."

Lin Chen opens the door for song huaishuang and holds the skirt for her. After she gets on the bus, he says, "no, I've just arrived."

After a pause, he couldn't help saying, "you are beautiful today."

"My mouth is so sweet. I guess I ate honey before going out." Song huaishuang said with a smile that the small dress Lin Chen sent to her really got her heart: "thank you."

"For what?"

Lin Chen drives a car, to song huaishuang's sudden thanks, Zhang Er's monk is confused.

"Still loading it up!" Song huaishuang curled his lips. Just as he was about to make it clear, the steady car suddenly leaped forward and slid for a short distance.

A clang sound comes from the rearview mirror, which completely swallows song huaishuang's words back into his stomach.