Chapter 616

Song Qingfeng asked simply, but Yu Xiaodao could also answer.

"Well, a little. My first formal contact with such adaptations is hard to avoid. " Yu Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief. He simply closed the manuscript in front of him, held his mobile phone in one hand, and lay down on the armchair.

Song Qingfeng narrowed his eyes and carefully distinguished the information in Yu Xiaohua. After a while, he said slowly: "pay more attention to rest, you know, your body is not so good."

"Yes." Yu Xiaoxiao answered in a soft voice, and then opened his eyes again. The bright eyes were puzzled by the white on the ceiling of the office.

Song Qingfeng, why did you call her all of a sudden? Is it just to ask her how she's been recently? Is she tired?

Yu Xiaoxiao thinks he should not be so simple.

And her idea just passed, song Qingfeng's words floated out, "Annie, come out and have a meal together. We... I haven't seen each other for a long time. " When song Qingfeng said it, he paused a little, with some hesitation and care in his tone. He seemed to be afraid that Yu Xiaoxiao would not agree, but would directly refuse.

Yu Xiaowen Yan frowns slightly. She didn't really want to go. First, they met and didn't know what to say. They were embarrassed. Second, she had a lot of work to finish.

Again, because of him.

In Yu Xiaoxiao's mind, the figure of Qi Qingfeng just now appeared, and his shallow smile. Yu Xiaozhang opened his mouth and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I may not have..."

But before she finished, she was interrupted by song Qingfeng. Instead, "Annie, do you want to know something about Yu Xiaoxiao?"

Yu Xiaoxiao?

Does he also know the woman who looks similar to himself? Yu little hesitated, her fingers constantly rubbing the back of the mobile phone, again and again, frowning, anxious.

Yu Xiaoxiao is the most important person in Qi Qingfeng's heart

Should she know?

"Anne?" Song Qingfeng didn't hear Yu Xiaoxiao's answer for a long time, so he couldn't help asking aloud. He is very determined, no matter what the reason is, only in this world there is a person who looks exactly like himself. Anyone will be curious, right? What's more, Qi Qingfeng and Qi Qingfeng have indistinguishable relations.

"Good." Yu Xiaoxiao tangled for a long time and finally agreed.

As song Qingfeng expected, she was really curious. Yu Xiaoxiao, no matter Qi Qingfeng or those around him, has mentioned her countless times. Her sense of existence is so strong that it's hard for her to ignore it. However, she also understood that no one would really tell her all about Yu Xiaoxiao, or even hide it.

Except song Qingfeng.

"OK, let's..." Song Qingfeng at the other end of the phone picked up his eyebrow after hearing Yu Xiaoxiao's answer. He thought a little. Just about to discuss the meeting place and time with Yu Xiaoxiao, he only heard a beep from the microphone, and then a series of busy tones.

She seemed to hang up on him like this?

Song Qingfeng is stunned. It seems that he didn't expect this to happen. He takes a look at his mobile phone and wants to confirm again. But the truth is, the call was interrupted.

She did hang up on him.

Song Qingfeng's face was a little gloomy, and a pair of deep eyes gradually filled with anger.

Yu Xiaofang, listening to the voice of the phone suddenly being hung up, was also stunned. Yu Xiaoxiao looks at the completely black mobile phone and pokes it again, which can be seen as a reaction. He forgot to charge the mobile phone last night.

I kept on for most of the morning, but I finally turned off the power automatically.

Yu Xiaoxiao hurriedly looks for the data line from the bag, connects the mobile phone and puts it aside for charging.

Holding her chin in both hands, she propped up on the desk and stared at the blank document in front of her.

She regretted it again. She knew what song Qingfeng meant to her now, and what she should do now was to keep a certain distance from him.

She didn't like him, so she couldn't give him any chance to get close to her.

But she He agreed to meet him in private.

Yu Xiaoxiao is a little upset. He should think it over again. "Ah..." Yu Xiaoqing's whole person lies on the table, looking over his head, his eyes are dull, and his eyes are on the electricity which is rubbed up little by little.

Forget it, she has already said what she promised. What else can I do to repent? Besides, she agreed to meet song Qingfeng just to know the truth, not for anything else.

Yu Xiaoxiao thought about it. He pressed his finger on the power on button and watched the screen of the mobile phone light up again. She quickly sent a message to song Qingfeng.

It is very simple to explain the reason why I just cut off the phone, and put forward to meet at a coffee shop in a shopping mall.

The cafe is open-ended, not a single room. In case song Qingfeng wants to do something, she can get away.

Almost the next second she sent it, she received a reply from Song Qingfeng.

"Good."

Yu Xiaoxiao looks at the words on the text message, and is a little lost. Put away the phone and sigh.

Yuxiao, Yuxiao What kind of person are you? What kind of relationship will it have with me? And I, the real life experience What about it?

Although Yu Xiaoxiao has always been curious, he also knows that it's working time and shouldn't put his mind on it. Besides, there are a lot of manuscripts that need to be changed. The workload is huge, not to mention wasting time.

In this way, Yu Xiaoxiao straightened up his waist, picked up the coffee with the temperature gradually receding around him, put his head up and took a few mouthfuls of coffee, and then came to some spirit in a moment, opened the previous documents, and bowed his head to study it carefully again.

Time passed in a hurry, and soon it was afternoon.

Light warm gold through a huge floor to ceiling window fell on Yu's small desk, speckled to form a different aperture, some fell on her spread paper, shallow halo.

Yu Xiaoxiao twisted his neck, stretched out easily, looked at the time, and then straightened it up.

And Qi Qingfeng in the president's exclusive office also seems to have an inductive general look up from a pile of documents. He squinted his eyes and looked at a small black-and-white pendulum clock placed in front of the table. The pointer ticked away and slipped past five before he knew it. Qi Qingfeng looked down at the document in his hand again, put down his pen, and raised his hand to rub the temple which was a little tense because of the long time gathering.