Leng Yunting turned around and saw his younger brother's Maserati. Leng Yunlin drove Zhong Yisheng and rushed here quickly!
It was fine when she saw other people, but when she saw Zhong Yisheng, Luo Qingxue immediately lowered her head.
Before she knew whether Zhong Yisheng could remember her, she would not have too much contact with him!
Leng Yunlin and Zhong Yisheng got out of the car. After seeing the three people in front of them, Leng Yunlin's eyes were a little complicated.
But the complexity passed by in a flash, and then he strode up to Leng Yunting: "Brother, you came really early."
Facing his younger brother, he nodded.
"Brother, I haven't introduced you yet." Leng Yunting looked at Zhong Yisheng, then at Ji Leyan next to him, and decided to introduce them to them.
"This is Miss Ji Leyan. We met at the banquet last night. I would like to ask her to be our photography director."
Leng Yunting then looked at Ji Leyan, but other than that, there was still no familiar emotion.
It seems that his understanding of her is still the same as the meeting at last night's banquet.
"Mr. Leng." Ji Leyan stretched out his hand and wanted to shake his hand.
Leng Yunting glanced sideways at her, then stretched out his hand and smiled politely at her: "Hello, I am Leng Yunting."
The two people held hands together, but there were no sparks flying or any familiar feeling at all.
In fact, Leng Yunting immediately withdrew as soon as he lightly touched her palm.
Ji Leyan only felt a slightly rough touch on his skin, and then it was like a piece of feather, light and delicate, but traceless.
Suddenly, she raised her head and looked at him.
Remembering that she was like this before, looking at him expectantly.
However, he turned around and passed her by, and he didn't even recognize her after a long time!
Then, Leng Yunlin looked at Zhong Yisheng again: "This is Zhong Yisheng. He graduated from the Berklee College of Music in the United States. He is the only Chinese to win the 'Golden Crystal' Award and is our dance teacher."
Zhong Yisheng nodded: "Hello, President Leng."
The two groups of people greeted each other, and then they pointed at Luo Qingxue with disgust and asked, "Why is she here too?"
As he pointed his arm, Zhong Yisheng's gaze drifted down.
Luo Qingxue felt it and lowered her head in fear.
Zhong Yisheng frowned, as if he felt something, but seemed unable to see anything.
Luo Qingxue also wanted to laugh a little.
Even Lan Aiqing and Long Tongyue were not afraid of her in front of her. Why should she be afraid of Zhong Yisheng?
Moreover, with her worried look, doesn't it mean that she looks more like Long Ruoxue who is afraid of getting into trouble?
With this thought, she bravely raised her head and stared at Leng Yunting with a nonchalant expression.
Leng Yunting also felt just now that she lowered her head and looked a bit shy?
However, she is obviously not shy about herself.
To whom?
My younger brother Yunlin is still the same......
For the first time, Leng Yunting turned his attention to Zhong Yisheng.
Luo Qingxue greeted lightly: "Mr. Leng. The director asked me to come to tonight's party."
Luo Qingxue also felt that Zhong Yisheng's eyes were looking over.
However, the more this happened, the more she raised her head. It seemed that she wanted to leave the humble and shy Long Ruoxue behind.
Not only that, there was a faint smile on her face. In the past, Long Ruoxue only dared to lower her head and look at him secretly.