Chapter 17 When Sui Xinlei and Song Chenyang walked into the box one after another, a trace of surprise flashed across the faces of the two people waiting in the box:

"You two..." Tang Meijia's eyes widened in astonishment at first, and then she understood. She stepped forward, hugged Sui Xinlei's arm and leaned close to her ears, saying in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"It's quite fast! Hmm..."

As he spoke, he frowned and raised his eyebrows at the woman he was holding in an extremely ambiguous manner:

"No, we..." Sui Xinlei was eager to explain, but was interrupted by Tang Meijia, who patted her on the shoulder, "Okay, okay, I understand!"

As he spoke, he pulled Sui Xinlei towards the round table in the center of the box, and the words "we just happened to be" stuck in Sui Xinlei's throat were forcefully swallowed back into her stomach.

Although it was not what Tang Meijia thought, it was indeed true that she and Song Chenyang came together. It happened that Sui Xinlei and Song Chenyang went to the same appointment.

In fact, Sui Xinlei was not willing to take Song Chenyang's car. However, it was during the rush hour at that time, and Sui Xinlei could hardly stop a taxi. The cold night wind blew straight into her collar, and the only thing Sui Xinlei could do was to wait.

.Just when Sui Xinlei thought she would stand in the cold wind for a long time, a black business car stopped in front of her.

At the moment of doubt, the black car window rolled down, and a deep voice floated out of the cab:

"Get in the car!"

By the light of the station sign, Sui Xinlei could clearly see the person in the car - it was Song Chenyang, with a resolute face that was always expressionless.

Although Sui Xinlei was a little surprised by Song Chenyang's obvious invitation, she politely declined: "Thank you, no need, I..."

Seeing that the woman outside the car had no intention of getting in, the man sitting in the driver's seat was a little displeased and interrupted with a raised eyebrow:

"Haven't you had enough cold wind?"

When Song Chenyang drove to the club he had talked about on the other end of the phone, he saw a familiar figure at the station. Sui Xinlei stood in the cold wind, folding her hands and breathing in the hot air to keep warm.

Her eyes were always staring at the traffic on the road, looking for something. When every taxi with a red sign passed by, she felt disappointment, annoyance and anxiety on her face.

The black business car continued to move forward, and the figure in the reflector became smaller and smaller. The amber eyes suddenly flashed, and the business car changed direction. Even Song Chenyang didn't know why he did this?

The stalemate between the two people quickly aroused the attention of many people, and people couldn't help but have some ai mei reveries, thinking about how proud Song Chenyang was to be rejected, which had never appeared in his life dictionary.

The association of ai mei made him impatiently raise his voice again, with a commanding tone:

"Don't get in the car yet!"

Perhaps noticing the sideways glances from others and Song Chenyang's displeased gaze, Sui Xinlei walked to the black business car and opened the door.

In the high-end club/private room, the light from the exquisite crystal lamp makes the indoor atmosphere particularly harmonious, and laughter can be heard from time to time between the dining tables.

"It turns out that Xinlei's magazine is doing Hongbo's publicity now!" Suddenly realizing it, Chang Shinian smiled at the corner of his mouth. He glanced at Song Chenyang and Sui Xinlei diagonally across from him, and finally kept his gaze.

Next to him, Tang Meijia said with a hint of regret, "Honey, it seems we have missed a lot of wonderful things?"

"Who says it's not?" Tang Meijia agreed with a coquettish smile, her almond-shaped eyes looking at the man and woman opposite.

Song Chenyang didn't care about Chang Shinian and his wife's teasing. With a faint smile on his lips, he reached out to pick up the tall glass and took a slow sip. But the woman sitting one seat away from him was ashamed:

She turned her head slightly and glanced at the man next to her. Sui Xinlei had an assumption that if Song Chenyang was a normal man, it might be possible to create a relationship, but since he was gay, everything stopped.

"When did our Minister Chang understand humor?" Sui Xinlei raised her eyebrows slightly, with a bright smile on her face, "Did you get trained by your wife?"
Chapter completed!