White Moonlight is Not Easy To Do

Xiao Minglang did not bring the driver, he drove the car by himself, Ziling sat in the passenger seat, and Haichao sat in the back.

At this time, Ziling was talking to Xiao Minglang about her perfect plan: she would go to the English speech contest, and next year Haichao would go to the poetry contest.

Xiao Minglang is indeed a more sensible person, and said: "Miss Wang intends to learn to write lyrics? I also know some friends in the entertainment industry. If you have a work, I can set up a line. If the heat is not available, I can also give it to you. Introduce a master."

Now that I have a master, I will be less of a light bulb for me and Ziling on weekends.

Xiao Minglang also found out the personality of his daughter-in-law.

Haichao will refuse Xiao Minglang's other help, but she will not refuse this kind of help, the opportunity to learn and the opportunity to develop her career, then it would be hypocritical to refuse.

Haichao thought about it and said, "When I was in high school, I was interested in buying books to learn some rhythms by myself, and I also tried to fill in a few new lyrics for a few popular songs, but they all played by myself, is this okay?"

Xiao Minglang said: "Yes, that is my alumnus of Beijing University, who also plays music. Now he has his own music studio, and now a small half of the music of popular TV dramas is made by their studio. But what do I want to see him? The time is convenient, when the time comes, you can bring the work, and the three of us will have a meal with him."

Haichao nodded excitedly, looking at the city scenery outside the car window, his mood could not help but fly.

They went to a Japanese food store and entered the best box. Ziling knew that Haichao didn't know much about Japanese food, so she introduced it. Haichao didn't know what to eat anyway, so Ziling asked Xiao Minglang to order it and she felt good. Eat, all the dishes that Ziling would like.

Anyway, the daily ingredients are just a little bit. If you can't finish it, you will pack it back for a late night snack.

When the dishes were ordered, there was a knock on the door of the Hefeng box. The waiter opened the door and saw a tall man in a black suit taking off his shoes and entering.

When Haichao saw the man, he couldn't help it, and his face flushed slightly.

Zi Ling smiled and said, "Brother Mingcheng is here! You are a busy person!"

Xiao Mingcheng came in and smiled: "Hello everyone, I seem to be late."

Xiao Minglang said, "We were a few minutes early. Zi Ling ordered a lot of things. See if you have anything else to add."

Xiao Mingcheng said: "I eat the same as everyone else. It's better to order a little more. I'm very hungry now. I'm halfway through lunch, and I have something else to do."

Zi Ling held her cheeks and smiled, "Brother Mingcheng doesn't have a girlfriend, right?"

Xiao Mingcheng said: "Minglang told you, there is no humanity of the opposite sex, so I betrayed my big brother."

Haichao always felt that he was particularly amiable and approachable today, just like an ordinary college student, not the heir of hundreds of billions of assets and a director of the group.

Ziling said, "Why do you need him to betray you? If you have a girlfriend, she will definitely care if you have a good meal. I'm just so kind to Ming Lang, isn't it, Ming Lang?"

Xiao Minglang wanted to say: [Isn't this telling me to lie in public? Saying you want to live and die with me, I don't need to lie, saying that you care about my meals every day is a big lie. When you get to school, what time in America do you think about my lunch. ]

Xiao Minglang said: "We Ziling are of course the best and most gentle and considerate."

Haichao must have believed all these words before, but Xiao Minglang gave Zhang Bin money before, and Ziling exposed the true relationship between the two. Haichao couldn't have imagined that he was supposed to be a man with a domineering president style, but he was actually a good boy in front of Ziling.

Xiao Mingcheng naturally sat across from them, beside Wang Haichao, he turned his head, smiled softly, and said, "Haichao, long time no see, how are you?"

Hai Chao's eyes were shy and nervous, he nodded and said, "I'm fine, where's the eldest young master?"

Xiao Mingcheng said, "Don't call me eldest young master when you are out."

"Mr. Xiao."

Xiao Mingcheng saw Zi Ling looking at him curiously, so it would be difficult to teach Haichao what to call him. He felt a little guilty for some reason.

This morning, Xiao Mingcheng received a call from Xiao Minglang. Xiao Minglang said that Ziling and he had already appointed a lawyer in Hong Kong to make an appointment. They would invite Ziling to be the bridesmaid, so he invited her to dinner. Because a couple of them and a girl ate three people, the scene was a bit cold and awkward, and asked him if he was free to come together.

Xiao Mingcheng originally had an entertainment, so he quickly changed the appointment for afternoon tea, and talked about everything. There was a short meeting at 5 o'clock, and he hurried to make time for tonight.

He was very much looking forward to having dinner with Wang Haichao, but he hadn't seen him for a week. Whenever he thought of a woman, he always thought of her. When I saw her at this time, she was originally a very simple black shirt with a burgundy coat. I was afraid that it was worth a hundred dollars, but it looked so good on her that people couldn't take their eyes off her.

She was already fair skinned, but she tanned a bit during the military training, and the more time passed, the more white she came back. Now, in this dress, she looks like she has ice skin and jade bones.

"Haichao, do you have the leftovers from lunch on your face?" Zi Ling smiled.

Haichao touched his cheek and said, "What?"

Zi Ling said: "Brother Mingcheng looked at you strangely just now. It's not that you have food on your face, what is it?"

Xiao Mingcheng didn't feel embarrassed either. Men, especially confident men, have a thicker skin than ordinary people.

Xiao Mingcheng smiled and said, "It can't be that she looks good, can I watch it for a while?"

Haichao couldn't help blushing, and his heart was like a deer, but it was not easy to answer this question.

Zi Ling held her cheeks and said with a smile, "Brother Mingcheng, do you think I am beautiful or Haichao is beautiful?"

Xiao Mingcheng laughed and said, "I never answer this kind of offending people."

Xiao Minglang also knew that Ziling wanted to rub the two of them together, leading to such a topic and stirring up a pool of spring water in their hearts, so he didn't care that Ziling asked Xiao Mingcheng like this, and only took a sip from the teacup.

Ziling said, "Haichao, Brother Mingcheng, I'm afraid you're not happy if you tell the truth."

Although Haichao knew that his appearance was quite beautiful, he also sincerely said: "How can I match you?"

Xiao Mingcheng hurriedly said: "Haichao can't be arrogant, you have your own strengths. Ziling is like a snow lotus, and you can't play with it. You have the beauty of a hibiscus and the character of a secluded orchid."

Haichao was even more cramped, Zi Ling smiled and said, "Brother Mingcheng and Haichao really have a common language. Haichao wants to be a lyricist and a poet, and Brother Mingcheng can still talk about it~~"

Xiao Mingcheng asked curiously, "Really? Haichao wants to be a poet?"

Ziling said: "Why not, how many people can have a score of 141 in Chinese in the college entrance examination? Understand the reality of the stubbornness, pursue poetry and distance, and write poems that resonate with ordinary people who are oppressed by life. .A person who lacks the keenness and thinking of the details of life cannot write spiritual things."

Haichao couldn't help but said: "Zi Ling, don't brag to me, it's so embarrassing..."

Ziling said: "How can you brag? You won the composition award in junior high school and high school, and all your works were recorded in the model essay. It's so awesome. I only won a second prize in high school."

Xiao Mingcheng said, "That's really powerful."

Ziling said: "'The Master said: Fulan is the king of fragrance', Haichao, Brother Mingcheng encouraged you with 'Youlan', you have to be more confident, come on."

At this time Haichao was not blindly shy, his eyes were shining, and he nodded.

When Xiao Mingcheng said 'Youlan' just now, he really felt that a beautiful woman like her, from a humble background, had the opportunity to see prosperity and wealth, but she was not flattering, she was not courteous, and she was not like many beautiful women nowadays. Take some shortcuts, but there is a kind of stubbornness. He didn't expect Zi Ling to explain it like this, and Xiao Mingcheng wouldn't deny it.

The dishes came up one by one, and the four of them all started eating. After a while, Zi Ling heard the voice of WeChat and opened the speech audition group to see that the results had been posted to the group.

Zi Ling patted the table and laughed: "How can I be a Penghao people!"

...

The four of them chatted and ate and got along well. When the meal was over, Xiao Minglang of course sent Ziling home, and then went to her house to say hello to her future father-in-law and mother-in-law. So, he asked Xiao Mingcheng, who was on the same road, to send Haichao home.

Xiao Mingcheng was driving the car by himself, and because of the beautiful woman sitting next to him, he couldn't help but feel excited, and suddenly asked, "Do you want to listen to music?"

"OK."

In fact, Hai Tide also has many feelings in his heart, an inexplicable heart rate, a self-required alert. This is mainly because she understands that this kind of girl's willfulness is destructive to her life, and the gap between the two's family background, she will not pursue him just for this.

If the man does not have the same determination and sincerity as Xiao Minglang, the gap cannot be solved.

The song "Autumn Whispers" sounded, and the tune of this gentle dream-like country made Haichao gradually let go of the tension, giving her a lyrical impulse, and a few delicate modern poems were constructed in her heart.

She felt inspired, immersed in her dreamland of lyrical, musical and poetic structures.

Xiao Mingcheng secretly looked at the girl's demeanor, and an impulse developed in his heart, he wanted to hold the girl's hand, but suddenly a car in front was rushing towards him, and he braked suddenly.

Xiao Mingcheng secretly said that it was dangerous, and at this time, he no longer dared to be agitated. The girl also woke up from the "dream". When she saw the location of this community, she was about 1,000 meters away from the Xiao family mansion.

She returned to the real world, and before Xiao Mingcheng stepped on the accelerator, she said, "Mr. Xiao..."

Xiao Mingcheng said, "Sorry to surprise you."

Hai Chao said: "I wasn't surprised. I'll just get off here."

Xiao Mingcheng said, "There is still a long way to go."

Hai Chao said: "I want to take a walk."

Xiao Mingcheng said: "Then let me walk with you."

Haichao thought about it for a while, but said bluntly: "No need, Mr. Xiao. Thank you for taking me on a ride, but I don't want my wife to misunderstand."

Xiao Mingcheng touched his nose and said, "Actually, my mother is not a bad person, she is just biased, but I still represent her..."

Haichao interrupted: "You don't have to explain to me, let alone apologize. Because that is indeed her right, there is no doubt that I have not suffered any harm or grievance that should not have been suffered by me." When people were under the roof, It would be ridiculous to live a self-centred life and not be able to stand any setbacks in society. Haichao remembered this incident, but it did not cause any shadows on the mind, nor did she hold grudges, because she was not a fragile giant baby like Wang Zixuan. .

Xiao Mingcheng looked at her blankly and said, "You...you shouldn't be arrogant."

Hai Chao said: "It's not too arrogant, thank you for your encouragement. I got off the bus, you go first."

Hai Chao opened the door and got out of the car.

Xiao Mingcheng looked at her outside the car and waved to him. The night wind blew her hair and the hem of her clothes, and the coolness of autumn hit, blowing away most of his confusion.

Beauty is like a flower across the clouds, and peerless beauties have a sense of distance and character, which cannot be overcome by wealth alone. Probably only Xiao Minglang's sincerity and enthusiasm can impress and win the heart of a peerless beauty.

Xiao Mingcheng has never been in love, and there are many considerations at this time. He can't make such a decision irresponsibly, because he doesn't know what the future will hold.

Xiao Mingcheng got out of the car as a gentleman and said, "Then...you go ahead first, and I'll come later. It's not safe for a girl to walk at night."

Ruming Xiao Mingcheng just drove away at this time, Haichao will completely forget this man who was heartbroken for a moment. If Xiao Mingcheng told her how Mrs. Xiao was in front of her at this time, or made some empty promises to ask for a relationship, she would hardly believe it.

But this kind of distance, if it is too far away, makes her a little moved.

Xiao Mingcheng stood there and wanted to see her leave first. Haichao was afraid that he would be tempted by standing there, so he stopped being polite, gathered up his jacket, and walked forward.

Xiao Mingcheng looked at her slender back, and a kind of hardship, or hardship, came to his mind.

As a twenty-eight-year-old, handsome and normal man, even if he is not the stallion president, he has three love stories.

One is the first love, separated because of different academic development when they were young; the other was a model girlfriend when she first entered the workplace, and she was not the kind of girlfriend who entered the room; the other was a classmate when she was studying for an MBA. The two officially dated, but The countries where the family business is located are different, and it is impossible for both of them to give up their family business and career to let whoever accommodate the other and break up peacefully.

But in those three relationships, he never felt that way.