This host can deal with it, let her be a villain, she really does

Chapter 452 Real World (15)

Shen Yue was quite close and almost heard everything that should be heard.

No wonder Sang Fan was dressed so formally today, it turned out to be a date.

But Shen Yue was quite surprised, because Sang Fan seemed to have a good family background, and his appearance and figure were both good. This kind of boy should be very popular with girls.

I guess the girl Sang Fan likes must be very different.

Thinking like this, Shen Yue asked softly: "Are you going on a date?"

Sang Fan, who was still pretending to adjust his collar, froze and didn't even turn his head. He lowered his head to adjust his clothes.

Shen Yue naturally interpreted this behavior as shyness and embarrassment.

Unexpectedly, Sang Fan had such a side. Shen Yue was a little amused, "Then go quickly. After all, girls don't like people who are late."

Sang Fan frowned slightly, but finally turned his head and looked at the girl: "You still want me to go out?"

Shen Yue was stunned for a moment, not expecting that he would understand this sentence in this way, and quickly explained: "No, after all, I am also a girl, and I know a lot about girls' thoughts. If you don't understand anything, I will tell you. You can come and ask me, maybe I can help you, just think of it as a thank you."

Thinking this way, Shen Yue felt more and more feasible.

After all, Shen Yue is quite embarrassed to have been living here for free, but she can help Sang Fan chase someone!

Letting the other person hug you beautifully is also a way of repaying the favor.

An inexplicable irritation arose in Sang Fan's heart. He couldn't explain the reason, and he had a cold face.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised in a cold mockery.

"Don't mind your own business."

The girl seemed to be frightened by his cold attitude. Her long and thick eyelashes like butterfly wings trembled slightly, and her dark and moist eyes were like a clear lake.

He pursed his bright lips slightly.

She apologized quietly: "I'm sorry..."

It seemed to scare her.

He didn't want to scare her.

A feeling of anxiety that was stronger than before swept over him.

Sang Fan tensed his jaw, feeling as if he was being stewed over a slow fire.

He went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of water and drank it in one gulp.

Then when he faced the girl again, his calm expression had returned. His voice was low and clumsy.

"No need to apologize, it's my problem, I, I shouldn't have a bad attitude."

Shen Yue just smiled. She was not so fussy, nor did she take the man's bad attitude to heart.

He shook his head gently and showed a faint smile, which was light, gentle and without any aggression.

"it does not matter."

Sang Fan lowered his eyes, covering up the turbulent waves under his eyes.

——

it is a pity.

By the time Sang Fan arrived at the museum, it was already over.

Xiao Yansheng was standing next to him, hating that iron could not become steel. He was even more anxious and angry at Sang Fan.

"You said you have forgotten such an important thing. Look at what a great opportunity you have, and it has been wasted by you!"

Sang Fan's posture was lazy, his face half turned against the light, and his expression was distant.

He felt that he was really inexplicable, and even now he couldn't see through himself. He just felt like there was something blocked in his heart, and he felt uncomfortable, but even he couldn't get to the root of it.

He had no idea where this emotion came from.

He was leaning on the car, holding a cigarette in his mouth. The lingering smoke lightly covered his eyebrows, adding a bit of hazy beauty.

Xiao Yansheng was still beside him, looking as if the emperor was not in a hurry and the eunuch was.

Not knowing what he saw, Xiao Yansheng's voice was cut off abruptly. After a few seconds, he excitedly touched Sang Fan with his arm, who was still smoking with his eyes downcast.

"Fuck me, fuck me, Lao Sang, Lao Sang, look!"

Sang Fan looked over subconsciously.

Their current location is the parking lot of the museum.

And not far away.

Xia Qiong, who had always been cold-faced towards him, was chatting happily with a man, with a shy and shy smile on her face, and the look in her eyes when she looked at the man didn't feel right, just how wrong it was.

That man, Xiao Yansheng, is quite familiar.

Of course, it is not just to understand the brother's love rival, but more importantly, this man still has a certain reputation in this circle, but he is not in the same circle as Sang Fan.

One is a self-made rich generation.

And the other one has been a proud son since his birth.

There is absolutely no comparison.

Jiang Bainian had a gentle smile that remained unchanged for thousands of years, which seemed very hypocritical in Xiao Yansheng's eyes.

Xiao Yansheng said bitterly: "I'm just telling you why this Xia Qiong suddenly came to the museum. It turns out it's because of Jiang Bainian!"

Looking at Xia Qiong's look, she could tell that she was deeply in love, which made Xiao Yansheng suddenly feel a sense of crisis.

He said to Sang Fan, "Brother, if you don't fight for it, it will be too late."

In any case, no matter how anxious Xiao Yansheng was, there was nothing he could do. He couldn't pursue it on Sang Fan's behalf, even though he looked down on Xia Qiong.

how to say?

It's just that Xia Qiong has a noble spirit about her, as if she looks down upon everyone, and she's targeting these dandies like them, as if she's superior to others.

But Xiao Yanzhe had also heard that Xia Qiong had received a lot of benefits under Sang Fan's name, and he really thought he could hide it from the public.

In fact, it had already happened under Xiao Yanzhe's eyes.

He just looked at Sang Fan and didn't say anything.

But there is no way, Sang Fan likes this thing.

That's why it is said that feelings are the most irritating thing.

Sang Fan didn't have much expression on his face, but Xiao Yansheng could feel that the color in his eyes had turned a shade darker.

Xiao Yansheng was well aware of Sang Fan's temper and quickly comforted him: "Old Sang, please calm down first and don't be impulsive."

He lowered his voice: "We can discuss it in the long run."

Sang Fan didn't even look at him, he just stared at Xia Qiong with a dark gaze, his expression unpredictable.

That gaze was so oppressive, Xia Qiong quickly felt it, looked over, and met Sang Fan's eyes.

At that moment, her expression was a little unnatural and surprised, as if she didn't expect Sang Fan to appear here, but she quickly recovered and calmly looked back.

Jiang Bainian obviously noticed it. He lowered his head and asked, "Do you know each other?"

Xia Qiong brushed her hair away from her ears, her fair face flushed, "I'm not very familiar with you, I just know her."

She said that she quietly looked at Jiang Bainian's expression. To her great disappointment, Jiang Bainian had no expression at all and was still cold and gentle.

When they arrived at the car, Jiang Bainian had no intention of sending her off. He just informed her in a polite manner: "Then I'll leave first."

Xia Qiong bit her lip and mustered up her courage, "Can you give me a ride? It's hard to take a taxi here."

It’s a bit repetitive later, I’ll refresh it later.

(End of chapter)