C71

Perhaps it was because of that bouquet of pink roses, but in the following few days, Song Qinghuan felt that her narcissism had worsened because she actually felt that Xu Ningzhou was harassing her!

How was this possible! Who was Xu Ningzhou? Did that crown prince want something?

There was a reason why Song Qinghuan believed that her narcissism had worsened. Although the two of them had communicated before, it was not that often.

Now, Xu Ningzhou made three phone calls every day. She never stopped chatting on WeChat even though it was midnight. Not only that, she also sent her a video call every night before she went to bed.

After the first time he was rejected by Song Qinghuan, he seriously said that he made a mistake. Then, as if he had opened the door to a new world, he sent a video of the wrong thing and sent a wrong message.

During class, Song Qinghuan would habitually start her flight mode, and she would even forget to turn it off after class. Since Xu Ningzhou could not contact her, she would call Shen Yi at mealtime to get her to respond.

The first time was good, but Song Qinghuan couldn't do anything about it. She had no choice but to switch off her flight mode and mute her phone. Fortunately, Xu Ningzhou wouldn't disturb her during class.

After observing for a few days, Song Qinghuan still felt that she was overthinking it.

Because every word from Xu Ningzhou was said with courtesy and gentleness, with appropriate care never crossing the line, with even the slightest bit of pleasure or ambiguity? She didn't do anything. Most of the time, she was just talking to Ye Ci about how the movie was being promoted later, or how it was being played.

In university, there were really too many couples who fell in love with each other. Song Qinghuan found that the young couples really liked to confess in public, and the artistic talent of the talented music scholars was not boasted. It was only for half a semester, and she had already experienced all kinds of romantic confessions without repeating them several times.

Beneath the dormitory, there were even those who could see the man buying breakfast for the woman early in the morning. They would either accompany her during the night, or the young couple would hold hands as they went to the Lovers Lake to meet, watch movies, and go to the library together, the zither room, etc.

Song Qinghuan silently recalled the interactions she had with Xu Ningzhou. Alright, I missed one of them.

So, in the end, it was her fault for thinking too much of it. After thinking it through, Song Qinghuan no longer bothered her and only treated Xu Ningzhou as a friend and half a partner.

Song Qinghuan's thoughts were completely different from Xu Ningzhou's. In Xu Ningzhou's opinion, when he picked up his little fairy from the abandoned building, Song Qinghuan was his.

Although he had been sent out of the country for many years, and had almost recognized the wrong person when he returned, he was fortunate that he had avoided this kind of senseless misunderstanding and returned with his own Little Fairy. Not only did Little Fairy attract him more and more, he was even more unwilling to let her go.

As a result, Xu NingZhou thought that he and Song Qinghuan had already fallen in love. Since they were a couple, calling each other at least three times a day wouldn't be enough, and since they couldn't meet, they could only use video footage to resolve their feelings of love.

When Ms. Joy, the chief editor of IM China, who had been booked in advance, pushed the door open and entered, Xu Ningzhou sat behind his desk, engrossed with the mountain of documents. From time to time, he would stretch out his right hand to poke at his phone.

"Hello." The blonde lady Qiao closed the door with a teasing expression. The moment she opened her mouth, she spoke in standard Chinese: "Who are you waiting for? "He actually managed to get Boss Xu to check if his phone is broken even while he's busy?"

Xu Ningzhou signed his name a few times on the document without even raising his head, but his voice carried a proud smile as he said, "Girlfriend."

"How come I didn't know when you were alone?" "Does Anya know?"

Xu Ningzhou put down the pen in his hand, raised his head and looked at the fair, fair skin and pretty face before him. The lady with the gentle look mysteriously smiled and said, "You are the first one to know."

"Then I'm so lucky." Joey blinked, "In order to celebrate your graduation, I think you can take this interview. After all, you are the only successor to the Glory consortium."

"Nope." Xu Ningzhou looked at his phone again and found no reply from Song Qinghuan. He looked at his watch and realized it was lunch break. Song Qinghuan didn't have any classes this afternoon and didn't reply. Did she go into the music room?

Joey shrugged, this rejection was within her expectations. Xu Ningzhou rejected all interviews, but she knocked on the table and said, "I saw a pretty good teahouse on my way here, you can't possibly be willing to let me go back on an empty stomach, right?"

Xu Ningzhou raised an eyebrow and said, "Spring in the Garden of Zhou?" In the entire CBD area, the teahouse that could catch Joey's eyes was probably the same one.

"Yes."

Located in the center of the CBD district, there was a luxurious and ancient looking teahouse called "Spring in the Garden". Since the last time she met Song Lan, it was the second time Song Qinghuan came here.

However, this time it was not in the main hall, but in the box.

A waiter dressed in a qipao led Song Qinghuan to a private room marked 'Zhiqiu'. He then politely knocked on the door.

"Come in." A woman's voice came from inside.

The waiter pushed open the door, smiled, and made a gesture of invitation.

"Thank you." Song Qinghuan pushed open the door and entered.

Zhao Ruotong had short, wine-red hair and wore a grey plaid suit, giving her a rather capable and capable temperament. After seeing Song Qinghuan enter, she smiled and nodded. She nodded towards the opposite seat: "Sit."

In her previous life, Song Qinghuan did not have even the slightest bit of interaction with Zhao Ruotong. Zhao Ruotong was Jing Yu's manager and even more so Jing Yu's co-worker, she was the one who excavated Jing Yu and brought him into the limelight. She also relied on her exceptional experience, and her greatest achievement was to bring Jing Yu onto the altar, so that Jing Yu could become a goddess of the world.

Although Song Qinghuan didn't know the reason behind Zhao Ruotong's private conversation with her, she still had to settle down. She sat down across from Zhao Ruotong, picked up a teacup, poured herself a cup of rose-colored tea, and handed it over.

After doing all of this, Zhao Ruotong handed a name card over. From beginning to end, a faint smile appeared on her face as she said, "Let me re-introduce myself. Zhao Ruotong is an agent."

Song Qinghuan gently caressed Zhao Ruotong's name card. The position on it was: Vice President Jing Yu. She put down her name card and raised her head to look straight at Zhao Ruotong with a smile. "I wonder what business manager Zhao has brought me here for?"

Zhao Ruotong's reputation was like an ace in the hole, many celebrities wanted to curry favor with her. It was easy for her to win over an artiste with the resources she possessed.

If it was anyone else, they would have already extended their love to her. However, Song Qinghuan did not.