"What are you doing?" came a familiar and cheerful voice. Qin Xiaoman was looking down for the phone number of the company leader.
"Complaining to you..."
As soon as the words came out, I suddenly realized something was wrong. When I raised my head, the peach blossom eyes that had been cold for a week were actually filled with a misty smile.
Feeling guilty and blushing, Qin Xiaoman almost bit her tongue, "Um... where is Mr. Chen?"
"It's taking off." Yan Zisong is obviously in a good mood today. It is estimated that the results of these talks are quite satisfactory. As an interpreter who was supposed to be present at the meeting, now he can only use the word "estimate" to speculate on the outcome of the talks.
It's really a shame.
"What about my ticket? What should I do?" he blurted out without thinking, Qin Xiaoman ignored the fact standing in front of him.
"I'll take care of it..." Yan Zisong's eyes smiled even more, and he looked even more charming.
His expression seemed to be back to the past in an instant, so familiar; Qin Xiaoman's mind suddenly recalled the scene in his car many years ago - "You always think that I am too fast, I tell you that I
It’s really long enough, you’ll know later...” He said this to the girl who complained that the frequency of meeting once a week was too fast, with the same ambiguous and sinister smile.
Thinking of this, Qin Xiaoman blushed even more; at that time, she really didn't understand what he was talking about, but after so many years, how could she... still be as innocent as before...
The woman didn't know how to react. She just looked at him with some sadness and shyness. Her long eyelashes made the man feel dizzy.
"Go and pack your luggage, we are checking out now." Yan Zisong did not embarrass her too much, and spoke in a calm tone again, as if everything just now was Qin Xiaoman's own hallucination.
"Going to the airport?"
“Change hotel.”
"Why? When will we go back?"
"tomorrow."
"Give me your passport and ticket."
"Go get your luggage."
"I don't need to change hotels, I'll continue to stay here."
"This is a room booked by the company, and it will be returned soon."
"I pay for the room myself and I'm not going anywhere."
"Okay, wait until I check out; ask the front desk if you can check in with your ID card."
"Yan Zisong..."
Yan Zisong raised his hand and glanced at his watch. He seemed to be in a hurry, "Hurry up and pack your luggage. I'll wait for you downstairs."
Qin Xiaoman looked at him with eyebrows that were not easily noticeable, but obviously slightly twisted. There was no longer a hint of frivolous and joking expression. It seemed to be instinctive, and the originally stubborn request to stay was inexplicably dissipated.
Her helpless and docile character still dominated her and turned around.
The female translator who was just about to turn into the elevator suddenly heard a clear and melodious female voice coming from behind her, "Yan Zisong, are you really here..."
A voice as light and beautiful as the oriole's crow, just a short sentence, seems to contain infinite magnetism and charm that captivates the mind.
Qin Xiaoman couldn't help but look back, but she saw a fashionable and charming elegant beauty walking towards Yan Zisong with a smile on her face.
Her whole body exudes a soul-stirring light, and her movements are full of color. With such a temperament, her facial features become a secondary match. For anyone, whether you think she is beautiful or not, you will never be able to