As the saying goes, no coincidence can be written, life is composed of coincidences. When I saw Song Yuanshan, Chen Yuyang began to regret and sigh that he should have thought of what he had long ago. Chen Xinchen introduced him to him and took it so carefully, that should be Song Jia undoubtedly. Although he was a little reluctant, he finally walked forward. When Song Jia exclaimed: Is it you?, Chen Yuyang smiled bitterly.

Looking at the expressions of Chen Yuyang and Song Jia, Chen Xinchen said in surprise: "You two know each other?" Song Yuanshan also looked confused.

Song Jia sat down timidly, as if she felt her abrupt and rude. She smiled shyly, nodded, and said softly: "I met once!"

Song Yuanshan disturbed his head, laughed and said, "Jia Jia, why haven't you heard of it?"

Chen Yuyang smiled indifferently and said to himself: How could your sister let you know about dates with her sweetheart? What a honest fool.

Seeing that Chen Yuyang was still standing, Song Yuanshan quickly smiled and said, "Cousin, come on, sit down, don't be polite!"

However, when Song Yuanshan said that something was wrong, Chen Xinchen's eyes were already looking at him. Then, Song Yuanshan grinned, as if it was painful, but he didn't dare to speak. Chen Yuyang didn't need to look at it, and it must be Chen Xinchen who made small moves below.

Chen Yuyang pretended not to see it and sat down straight. A pair of fair handwriting and blood-colored tail rings kept illuminating in his hands. His eyes fell on Song Jia. At this moment, Song Jia was very immature. Although he felt like a girl was growing up next door, his face was still immature and could not escape childishness. Compared to Song Jia a few years later, he lacked some mature charm of a woman.

"Mr. Chen, what are you drinking?" Song Jia bit her lip and suddenly said, "What happened that day..."

Chen Yuyang waved his hand and chuckled, "It was Haozi who helped you that day, it has nothing to do with me!"

Song Jia nodded and said, "But I still have to thank Mr. Chen~~"

Although Song Jia is not old, she is not blind. Of course she could see who was the leader of the four teenagers that day? But it was obvious that Chen Yuyang did not want to mention this matter. Chen Yuyang understood what Song Jia meant. Song Jia just wanted to tell him that he already had a lover. So don’t put any effort into it.

The four people sitting here, a brother and sister, and a brother, had their own thoughts. Chen Xinchen's ideas could not be hidden from Chen Yuyang. She and Song Yuanshan planned this dinner today, which could be said to be a result of careful consideration. The political family and marriage had no choice but to do so. So Chen Xinchen was looking for a way out for herself and a shield. Once the matter between Chen Yuyang and Song Jia can be accomplished, the Chen family must pay enough attention to the Song family. And she and Song Yuanshan can also go to the open from the secret.

As for Song Jia's thoughts, it seems that Bai Lei is still in his mind.

With a click, Chen Yuyang snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "Waiter, have a glass of orange juice!" Then he looked at Song Jia with a smile and said: "What do Miss Song need?"

Song Jia pursed her lips and said, "I want a cup of French milk tea!"

Chen Yuyang looked at Chen Xinchen again, just in time, Chen Xinchen also turned his eyes to look at him, his starry eyes shining, as if he was cheering and cheering up. Song Yuanshan on the opposite side had a simple smile and asked gently: "Xinchen, what do you want to drink?"

Chen Xinchen gave Yuanshan a blank look and said with a smile: "Don't you know what I want to do with?"

Song Yuanshan smiled and nodded, saying, "Waiter, two glasses of iced lemon juice!"

The four of them sat opposite each other, Song Jia lowered her head and turned the corner of her clothes, and she didn't dare to look at Chen Yuyang's handsome face. The man in front of her gave Song Jia a mysterious and powerful feeling, although he always had a harmless face, like a spring breeze. Unconsciously, Song Jia put Chen Yuyang and Bai Lei together to compare. Bai Lei is an impulsive boy, and sometimes he is a little childish. The man in front of him is completely different. From his deep eyes as deep as the sea, it can be seen that he must be a mature and even deep person.

It is normal for a girl to have a spring in her heart, and Song Jia is no exception. She even thought about things even more violently at her age.

"What do Young Master Chen likes?" Song Jia spoke suddenly again. Since she was already sitting here, she naturally couldn't be in a mess. She always had to find some topics to talk about.

Chen Yuyang narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Jia deeply with his condensed eyes and said, "I like beauty, just like Miss Song!"

Chen Xinchen was very happy when he heard the two of them talking as if nothing had happened, but he didn't expect Chen Yuyang to answer like this, and he burst into tears. He coughed twice, and even Song Yuanshan's eyes condensed, thinking: This young master of the Chen family is a little too fierce!

However, Song Jia's attitude was beyond everyone's expectations. There was no cold look on her face, nor was she unhappy. She was a little blushed and shy, and said softly: "Sir Chen has won the award. There are more beautiful girls in Kyoto than me!"

Chen Yuyang smiled faintly. At this time, a waiter stepped forward and respectfully brought a cup of orange juice and a cup of French milk tea. Chen Yuyang nodded slightly, then held the blue straw in the goblet, as if he was doing something, and soon the straw was picked up by him into a heart shape. Even Song Jia on the opposite side could not sigh at the man's ingenuity. However, what made Song Jia feel even more ashamed was Chen Yuyang's slender and fair fingers.

"Is Mr. Chen a piano practitioner?" Song Jia said in a slight voice.

Chen Yuyang smiled and shook his head and said, "No, but I know a little bit, why would Miss Song ask this?"

Song Jia lowered her head and blushed, "Because your hands are beautiful!"

Although the voice was small, Chen Xinchen and Song Yuanshan could hear it clearly. Song Yuanshan suddenly felt unbelievable. His sister had always been a lady, so how could she say such words? Even this delicate voice seemed to be a bit confusing and provocative in Song Yuanshan's eyes.

Chen Yuyang laughed heartily and said, "Thank you for the praise!"

The conversation between Chen Yuyang and Song Jia is getting better, but the name is still very formal, but there is a lot of room for development in terms of content. Listening to their communication, even Chen Xinchen and Song Yuanshan couldn't help but blush and wanted to avoid it with all their might.

At this moment, a large cluster of bright roses suddenly appeared on the outer door of the cafe, which was very conspicuous, almost blocking the entire cafe's door. Among the flowers, a young man in a handsome suit walked slowly with a cluster of purple roses in his hands. He looked very gentlemanly.
Chapter completed!