Superstar, No Big Deal?!

Shan Yatong has a feeling. Tang Ruanqing’s eyes look at who he is looking at. This feeling is very strong. He drank the coffee, staggering Tang Ruanqing’s gaze, and falling on Tang Ruanqing’s hand holding a coffee cup. on.

Tang Ruanqing is already 30 years old this year. He suddenly thought that a 30-year-old man is the diamond king in the eyes of other women, but what surprised him was that although this man had a lot of news, he never let him Is it just for fun to see another protagonist of the scandal?

"Yatong, the charity ambassador is free and voluntary publicity, what do you think?" Tang Ruanqing opened the file and handed it to Shan Yatong, "Welfare staff feel that your birth meets the requirements and your image is good, so Ready to find you."

Shan Yatong glanced at the document, took a sip of coffee and said, "I promise this, Mr. Tang, is there anything else?" To him, it should be regarded as a spokesperson for fundraising for the homeless orphans. A kind of honor, after all, in a sense, public welfare spokespersons must have a certain position in the circle.

Tang Ruanqing looked at him with a smile, "Are you in a hurry?"

Shan Yatong curled her mouth, "Ah, Brother Xiao is going to have dinner with me, waiting for me outside." Putting down the coffee cup, Shan Yatong continued to ask, "Anything else?"

Tang Ruanqing smiled, but with a trace of loneliness. If he was as brave as Xiao Zimo back then, maybe Jing Anjue would not regard himself as a passer-by in his life, and now he would not look for him in others. The shadow of is just for this young boy. Deep down in his heart, he cares. He stood up, picked up his jacket and said, "It's nothing more, and I don't have dinner. In that case, let's get together."

Shan Yatong stood up unhurriedly, without any indication of Tang Ruanqing's cheeky behavior, opened the door and saw Xiao Qizhi standing outside waiting.

Xiao Qishi turned his head and saw Shan Yatong. The corners of his mouth hadn't risen to a high degree. He saw Tang Weiqing who was following Shan Yatong. A handsome face sank, but he quickly returned to smile. Does the cousin get off work?" Go back to your own home after get off work.

"Yeah," Tang Ruanqing said with a smile, "I just heard Yatong said that you are going to have dinner. I didn't use dinner, so I will be with you. Would you not welcome it?" Yatong has no objection, you What can we do?

"Of course welcome," Xiao Qishi stretched out his hand and hooked Shan Yatong's shoulders, "Cousin walks forward, you are my elder."

Tang Ruanqing glanced at Xiao Qishi's hand on Shan Yatong's shoulder, looked away, and walked forward with a smile, but his smile gradually sank.

Occasionally, employees passed by them to say hello, and then there was silence along the way. When passing the long walkway, Tang Ruanqing suddenly stopped and looked at a butterfly lying on the glass. Are you tired and resting?

Shan Yatong looked along Tang Ruanqing's sight, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, it was a very humble white butterfly. Against the setting sun, the white wings were dyed with dazzling gold and stopped at the window. He slapped his wings occasionally, thinking of the reason why Tang Ruanqing was absent, his expression changed slightly, lowered his eyelids, and said, "Mr Tang, stop and do something, it's time to go."

Tang Ruanqing looked sideways at the young man bathing in the sunset, with soft broken hair, delicate face, and indifferent expression. In such a moment, he seemed to see the man from a few years ago.

"Jing•••" He regained his senses suddenly. The person in front of him was not him. He was no longer there. He smiled bitterly, "Yes, it should be gone." It was time to leave. He stood still and waited. Don't come to that person.

Over the years, I have spent my main energy on Tianguan, but the other industries of the Tang family have been ignored by myself. Thinking about it carefully, my behavior is really stupid. I stop when I can grasp it. When that person is not there, I cherish the memory here, but all of this has long been useless, it has long been useless.

Xiao Qishen looked at the flying butterfly and withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, as if he had not noticed Tang Ruanqing's absence or the instant stiffness of Shan Yatong. He just grabbed Shan Yatong's shoulders and squeezed out a smile. Said, "It's getting late, let's go quickly."

Dinner was weird. Tang Ruanqing watched Xiao Qi earnestly peeling the shrimp shells for Shan Yatong, and Shan Yatong ate like a natural sense. Tang Ruanqing could finally understand Zhang Feng’s saying that Xiao Qi was pursuing Shan Yatong. Why did the expression on Ya Tong’s face be so distorted during those behaviors? This diligent look really made him unbelievable. This is a person he has known for 25 years, the arrogant second young master of the Xiao family in his memory, he can’t even fold the quilt. The good second young master would actually please his sweetheart like an ordinary person.

After eating a meal, Tang Ruanqing felt that Xiao Zimo hadn't moved a few chopsticks at all, but Shan Yatong was very satisfied with his meal. He watched Xiao Zimo's graceful movements wipe off the soup left by peeling the shrimp with a hand towel. When he talked to Shan Yatong with a pleased face, he suddenly smiled. He didn’t like Xiao Qi and was very idle all these years. Now it seems that he is more comfortable than himself. At least he dares to love and hate. Not that annoying anymore.

However, looking at the relationship between him and Shan Yatong, there was an unspeakable soreness in his heart. This inexplicable feeling was even more obvious when he saw Shan Yatong smiling at Xiao Qi.

After eating, it was more than ten o'clock in the night when he came out. Tang Ruanqing watched Xiao Qishi drive in, helped Shan Yatong drive the door, and closed the car door. A series of actions were performed without obstacles, and she knew this. It was not the first time that he watched the car drive away with a smile, sitting in his Ferrari sports car, and his feelings of loss grew.

Turning on the CD in the car, a familiar melody sounded. He started the car, but his mood was not calm. The magnetic male voice was still singing, "You want me to come back, you want me to come back, I have already left, I I have already left, go back, and walk away, you should let go.•••"

Jing Anjue’s "Go Back", he has listened to the song countless times, and for the first time he felt that this song made him unacceptable, relieved, and relieved. If this word is as easy as said, there will be no love in this world. The word exists.

When the traffic lights were exchanged, he changed the CD in a wicked manner and put it in Shan Yatong’s "Millennium". The cover of the album was full of a sense of misty dust. The young man in white leaned on the carved vermilion pillar and looked up. Facing the cloudless sky, the white hand stretched forward slightly, as if trying to grasp someone's hand, and as if waiting for someone to hold his hand, surrounded by thick fog that could not be removed, the only thing I could see What is clear is the handsome face of the boy, and the black and white eyes.

The ethereal voice and the deep affection of waiting for a thousand years. This song "Millennium" made Tang Weiqing's heart tremble slightly. He smiled bitterly. It is no wonder that this song can rank first on the major charts. There is a kind of song in this song. The fascinating taste makes people unable to help but indulge in this hopeless but strong love. Even if he floats and sinks in the mall, he will inevitably be moved, let alone those young boys and girls.

After "The Thousand Years", it was his very familiar song "Go Back". Shan Yatong's cover of "Go Back" was well received by the media, but he never listened to it carefully, and he didn't have the courage to listen to it. A cover version of Hitomi.

But this time, he wanted to finish listening, at least let him understand, what are the similarities between Shan Yatong and Jing Anjue, and how many differences are there.

The same lyrics, the same tune, but with different singers. After all, the voice of a young man is different from that of a young man. Jing Anjue’s singing is full of vicissitudes, as if he had gone through many twists and turns in that song. Traveler who can't return to the origin. Shan Yatong is different from Jing Anjue. There is nostalgia in his singing, with a kind of farewell and relief to the past. He wants to tell the people in the story that the past is over, and they should all be relieved. Bring up your outfit again and embark on your own future path.

This is the first time that Tang Ruanqing has listened carefully to an album other than Jing Anjue. Generally speaking, he has not disappointed, at least it made him feel that it was the right decision to spend a lot of money to train Shan Yatong.

Sending Shan Yatong home, King Xiao Datian brazenly refused to leave, and finally won the rights to the sleeping room. He rushed into the guest room with a pillow on the sofa, thinking about the relationship between Shan Yatong and him. The distance is just a wall, and I laughed contentedly.

In the darkness, Shan Yatong stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the black sky, and sighed softly, before muttering, "When did I provoke Tang Ruanqing, why don't I know?"

The only answer to him was the silence of the room. He lay down on the bed with a headache. In fact, he didn't notice anything today. In fact, he just needs a good night's sleep, so now he should sleep.

In the brightly lit study in the Xiao family’s old mansion, an old man over seventy years old looked at the photo in his hand and asked the man standing in front of him, “Which of the three of them is closer?”

The man answered puzzled, "It's Mr. Shan and the second master."

The old man rubbed his chin, "Then what did you look at Shan Yatong's eyes when you saw Master Watch?" Xiao Youtian was worried about one thing, that his grandson and grandson liked the same man, which would be troublesome. He remembered the last time he saw Ruan Qing and Shan Yatong ate together. Thinking about this, his grandson might not be able to take down the little fox.

Knowing what his boss means, the corners of the man's mouth twitched slightly, "Master Biao's eyes have no special meaning•••" It should be nothing, at least compared to the gleaming eyes of the second young master, Master Biao is still much more normal.

Xiao Youtian nodded, since it's not what he was worried about, it's just that it seems that there is less fun. It is really a dilemma. The Xiao family shook his head disappointed.

As for the man standing on the opposite side, he was already full of black lines, his boss didn't know what he was thinking about again.

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