"Gulu ~ ~ ~"

Lin Qingyan embarrassedly held her stomach, her innocent eyes gazed upon the outline of the sword, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

"Let's go eat first." he said coldly.

"Alright." She was relieved and her eyes were filled with a smile.

Although this man was cold, he wasn't completely unreasonable.

Ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of a fancy restaurant.

Xiao Yiting chose a seat close to the window. Right after the two of them finished ordering, a man and a woman walked into the dining hall.

The man's gaze unintentionally fell on Lin Qingyan: "Yanyan!"

Lin Qingyan raised her head upon hearing the voice, and was equally pleasantly surprised: "Yueyue, Zihao, what a coincidence!"

"Elder Sister Qingyan, long time no see." Ann Zihao greeted her politely.

"Yanyan, I was just about to invite you over, I never expected that we would meet each other!" At the same time, Soong Yueyue looked at the man in front of her.

Lin Qingyan saw that Soong Yueyue was staring intently at her, so she used her hands to pull her sleeves: "Yueyue."

"Ah, oh!" Soong Yueyue immediately regained her senses, and took the initiative to extend a hand towards Xiao Yiting: "Hello Young Master Xiao, I am Yanyan's close friend Soong Yueyue, I have long heard of your name, and have not been able to see your true face for a long time.

In short, any word that describes a man's handsomeness is not enough to describe his handsomeness! "

"Cough, cough, cough …" Lin Qingyan started to cough awkwardly, and looked at Ann Zihao with sympathy.

Ann Zihao seemed to be used to his girlfriend's appearance, standing at the side with a calm face.

Towards Soong Yueyue's praise, Xiao Yiting's expression was cold, without the slightest wave. He also didn't extend his hand to shake hands with her.

Seeing that Xiao Yiting was not moved and did not want to see his good sister in an awkward situation, Lin Qingyan reached out and pulled her hand, smiling as he asked: "Do you and Zihao want to eat something good?"

Soong Yueyue turned her head quickly, and went to find a way out, "Let's go order some food right now, you guys can eat first, then we won't disturb you anymore!"

The two people who were originally planning on sitting next to the window moved their seats two tables away from them.

Lin Qingyan glared at the man in front of him, as if he was dissatisfied: "Is President Xiao usually this arrogant?"

"Why, aren't you used to it?" he asked coldly.

"I don't care, but didn't you say that people should show affection towards each other? "You just refused to shake hands with my best friend, don't you think …"

Before she could finish, someone suddenly stood up.

Lin Qingyan was stunned, but unexpectedly, the man walked towards Soong Yueyue and the others' table.

"Young Master Xiao …" Soong Yueyue looked at the tall man in front of him, and was stupefied.

"Hello Miss Soong, let me formally introduce myself to you. I am Lin Qingyan's husband, Xiao Yiting." After which, he extended his hand out towards Soong Yueyue.

Soong Yueyue looked at her slender white hands, and as if she was a little fan looking at her idol, she extended her hands over with a trembling hand.

Following that, Xiao Yiting greeted Ann Zihao again.

As Lin Qingyan watched this scene, he suddenly didn't know how to describe this man.

He became aloof, like a god high above, worshiping and admiring; polite, so graceful and charming that one could not help but want to approach him.

He was an iceberg and a magnet.

It could repel people thousands of miles away, and it also possessed a tremendous gravitational force.

"Actually, the Mr. Xiao is pretty close to the people." She tried to ease the awkward atmosphere between them.

Xiao Yiting bit his lips, and said indifferently: "I am only demonstrating it."

"Demonstration?"

"This is to tell you how to put on a show."

"Oh, I understand." She nodded and promised, "Don't worry. Next time I return to your house, I will definitely perform well."

After eating, Soong Yueyue walked over and asked in a crafty manner, "Young Master Xiao, can I have a few words with Yanyan?"

"Yes." Xiao Yiting then stood up and went to the front desk to pay the bill.

Seeing Xiao Yiting walk away, Soong Yueyue heaved a sigh of relief. "Yanyan, I'm not dreaming right?"

Lin Qingyan rolled her eyes: "I really admire Zihao, to be able to take a girlfriend like you!"

"No, no, no, my family's Zihao knows that I only have him in my heart. she said mischievously.

"Could these be the words he used to lie to your son?" She followed him and stood up, preparing to meet Xiao Yiting at the door.

"Back to the main topic." Soong Yueyue said in all seriousness: "Tomorrow, at the reunion." After which, he gave her a look of realization.

Upon hearing the three words "reunion", she immediately frowned. "Yueyue, you know that I will never participate in the reunion again in my entire life!"

The incident that happened two years ago at the student meeting was still lingering like a nightmare.