Chapter 81 The first time he struck up a conversation, it failed?
Before coming here, I drank a lot of coffee with Baili Ruoyun, and now I feel uncomfortable holding back.
She also didn't expect that she would fall asleep leaning on Wan Jing's shoulder.
At this moment, the sound of the piano stopped and the performer bowed to the audience.
Feng Qingqing looked at Wan Jing beside her, "I'm going to the bathroom."
"I go with you?"
"No need!" Feng Qingqing left quickly.
Feng Qingqing washed her hands and looked at herself in the mirror.
I had just slept, and because one side of my face was leaning against Wan Jing's body, there were some sleep marks pressed by the suit he was wearing.
Feng Qingqing rubbed her face, turned around and walked over.
I happened to see Song Yanyi coming towards me.
Could it be that he also came to drink water in the middle of the night?
However, as Bai Cha, she did not know Song Yanyi. When facing the little wolf cub, Feng Qing walked over without looking away, her posture as proud as a proud peacock.
Song Yan saw this woman from a distance and felt that she had a very good temperament. When he got closer, he realized that she was particularly good-looking.
Although the makeup was light, it was impeccable. As the other person passed by him, he actually stopped and looked back.
Whose daughter is so beautiful?
He has never seen her before, and judging by her age, she should be about the same age as him.
Song Yan was not in a hurry to go to the bathroom, he turned around and chased Feng Qingqing.
"that……"
He wanted to strike up a conversation with a woman for the first time, but found that he was at a loss for words. How should he strike up a conversation?
Feng Qing heard Song Yanyi's voice and stopped walking. She looked at Song Yanyi who had caught up for some reason and raised a smile on her lips.
"Sir, is something wrong?"
"What's your name?" Can you tell he looks familiar?
This way of picking up a conversation seems quite old-fashioned.
Feng Qingqing smiled politely, said nothing, and walked directly towards the concert hall.
Song Yanyi, "..."
His first attempt at striking up a conversation failed?
But I saw that the direction she was going was the concert hall of their Hall No. 1.
Is this a guest or a performer participating today?
After Song Yan went to the bathroom and came back, his eyes directly scanned every audience in the concert hall, and finally his eyes fell on his row.
Counting to the right from his position, the girl who surprised him just now was in the fifth position.
In the center position, it seems that this woman is not simple.
And next to her is...
Song Yan took a closer look, could it be the legendary Wanjing?
He remembered that he had invited Wan Jing to a banquet he held, but he didn't seem to remember meeting him at that time.
But he had seen Wanjing's photos. At the largest auction in Lingcheng, this guy took all those things away.
It is rumored that Wan Jing admitted that he has a fiancée. Could it be that the girl next to him is his fiancée?
What a look!
There was a flash of disdain in Song Yanyi's eyes. She looked about twenty years old. Why would she find an old man who looked almost forty years old?
As soon as Song Yan returned to his seat, he had no intention of listening to these songs.
But his family insisted that he come here to receive the influence of art, which made him feel sleepy, just like the teacher's voice during class, which was quite hypnotic.
He glanced at the girl from time to time, although he couldn't see everything. There were so many people blocking her, so he could only see a little bit.
But even that little bit is pleasing to the eye.
When did Lingcheng have such a beautiful girl, and Wanjing got there first!
Not long after Feng Qingqing took her seat, she kept feeling someone staring at her. When that gaze came over, she also followed the gaze.
When he saw Song Yanyi, the corner of his lips curled up slightly, and with just one glance, he immediately set his eyes on the stage.
Li Jinghan saw Feng Qingqing's smile and looked to the other side. When she saw Song Yanyi, she frowned slightly.
Why is Song Yanyi staring at Feng Qingqing?
Is it because you were abused before and weren’t autistic enough?
He adjusted his body and sat up straight, completely blocking Song Yanyi's sight with his own body.
Feng Qingqing's body was slender, and he was able to block her tightly enough.
When Song Yan went to look again and again, he could not see the girl at all.
He became a little anxious. Could it be that the girl was really Wan Jing's fiancée?
After thinking for a while, he took out his schoolbag, found a notebook, and quickly wrote down his name and mobile phone number on it, then tore off the piece of paper, folded it, and asked the person next to him to help pass it to the girl.
Others were enjoying the elegant sound of the piano and were feeling impatient when they were disturbed.
Seeing that it was Song Yanyi, he took it over and smiled at Song Yanyi as a greeting.
The note was put into Li Jinghan's hands by those people, "Please help me and pass it to the lady next to me."
Li Jinghan looked at the note in his hand, and then at Feng Qingqing beside him, he was really good at attracting bees and butterflies.
Not even a college student is spared!
So how old is Song Yanyi?
As Bai Cha, when did she get into trouble?
Just went to the bathroom?
When Song Yan saw that Wan Jing had been holding the note and not giving it to Feng Qingqing, he wanted to urge her, but on such an occasion, he wanted to show respect for the performer on the stage, and he didn't want the girl to have an impression of him.
It was so bad that I just endured it.
Then he saw Wan Jing crumpling the note in his hand and holding it in his hand.
Song Yanyi, "..."
Wanjing, it belongs to your uncle!
Feng Qingqing also saw that the note in Wan Jing's hand was crumpled into a ball by him, and she was still a little curious about what Song Yanyi wrote.
She asked him in a low voice, "What did you write?"
Li Jinghan's expression suddenly turned cold, "Why are you asking so many questions?"
"I'm curious!" Song Yanyi must have fallen in love with her, right?
If he knew she was Feng Qingqing, he would probably want to go home and continue to be autistic.
Li Jinghan squeezed the note in his hand and said, "It's just a conversation. Are you interested in a young boy?"
"So...are you jealous?" Feng Qingqing felt the change in his mood.
"Can't you? To the outside world, you are my fiancée!" Li Jinghan snorted and ignored Feng Qingqing.
Although the interaction between the two was very quiet, Xue Ning'er and the others behind them could clearly see it.
There was some resentment in Xue Ning'er's eyes, and her mind was not on the stage.
She thought that if nothing happened to Li Jinghan and he did not become a vegetative state, maybe he would be the one who accompanied her to the concert today, and maybe Li Jinghan would be able to pamper her like this.
But a car accident not only changed Li Jinghan, but also changed her.
Song Yan clenched his fists, and he kept paying attention to Wan Jing the whole time.
Until the end of the concert, Wan Jing did not give the note in his hand to the girl next to him.
So at the end of the concert, Song Yanyi wrote a new note.
This time, he did not hand it over to anyone else. Instead, he stood up and walked directly in front of Feng Qingqing, thrust the contact information into her hand, and briefly introduced himself coolly.
"I'm Song Yanyi, my contact information is in it."
When he said this, he glanced provocatively at Li Jinghan beside him, and then walked away.
Feng Qingqing looked at the note that was forced into her hand, and then looked at the shriveled Wan Jing, and couldn't help laughing.
Li Jinghan looked at Song Yan's retreating figure and sneered. Are children nowadays so blatant when they like someone?
Li Jinghan really felt that he was a little old and couldn't keep up with their times.
Xue Ning'er and the others were behind, having a clear view of their actions, and frowned.
Whose daughter is this Bai Cha? As soon as she came to Lingcheng, she stole her glory.
Yun Zhimiao pulled Xue Ning'er's hand and whispered, "Why does this white tea act like a vixen and openly seduce Song Yanyi?"
Song Yan has always been cold and arrogant, and behaves openly, but there are no girls who can catch his eye.
He has extremely high vision, and because he has been good-looking since he was a child and has a good family background, there are too many girls who follow him.
But Song Yanyi never took them seriously, and today she witnessed Song Yanyi handing notes to other girls.
Song Peidao said, "Okay, let's all go, I'm tired of looking at you."
She rolled her eyes and picked up the designer bag next to her.
Liu Chuyu sighed regretfully, "It seems that Prince Song wants to belong to someone else."