The soft voice seemed to be both confiding and complaining, with a hint of coquettishness, making Xi Xiangdong involuntarily stretch his eyebrows and lean against the wall: "Well, I've probably been infected by you too."
"What?"
"This is a brain-draining thing."
"..." Shen Ke hesitated for a long time before reacting, "Are you saying that you only fall in love with me if you have trouble with your brain?"
He didn't explain, but his deep and joyful laughter came from the other end of the phone.
Shen Ke was so angry that he groaned on the phone. It took him a long time to calm down, "Forget it... don't talk about this. When will you come over?"
"It depends on the arrangements of the event manufacturer. I can't go over until the work here is over."
"Okay...I'll wait for you."
After saying this, she hung up the phone reluctantly.
Maybe it was because they had been together every day for a while, and now they were separated for just a few hours, and they felt a little unbearably lovesick.
But she seemed to be the only one who thought so. How calm Xi Xiangdong was on the phone.
After finishing the phone call, the cigarette in his fingers had just burned out. He put out the ashes in the sink, turned around and walked out of the bathroom.
In the corridor, Yang Yunguang, who had finished his activities, came looking for him: "Where are you? The manufacturer said he would treat us to dinner tonight."
Xi Xiangdong frowned slightly. Such dinner parties were very common. Many wealthy businessmen liked to take the opportunity to build bridges and get to know female celebrities.
Yang Yunguang complained as he walked: "I won't wear this one at night. Mr. Wang never took his eyes off my chest."
But I couldn't refuse such a dinner.
While walking, Xi Xiangdong suddenly dropped a few steps and said, "Yun Guang, I'm not going to the dinner tonight."
Yang Yunguang was stunned and turned to look at him. After a while, he realized: "Did you just answer Shen Ke's call?"
He didn't deny it and looked calm.
Yang Yunguang hesitated for a while, then suddenly laughed out loud: "No wonder you made a rule when you were in Huanqiu that you would never fall in love with any of your artists. Just one phone call and your soul was taken away."
Xi Xiangdong didn't explain, and only said two words: "Sorry."
Yang Yunguang was stunned. It was strange that Xi Xiangdong would apologize to others.
"Okay, okay, you go quickly, so you don't blame me for being your light bulb. Mr. Wang, leave it to me to handle the evening."
As Yang Yunguang spoke, he pushed him towards the door. He sighed secretly: "Shen Ke's luck is so good."
Xi Xiangdong looked back at her, said nothing more, took the car keys and left.
When his back was far away, Yang Yunguang clenched his fists and let out a long breath: "Why do you envy others? Everyone has his own destiny! Get rid of the old pervert first - come on!"
Xi Xiangdong called his secretary in the car and booked the fastest flight to City B. If there was no delay, we would be in time to have dinner together.
After settling in the hotel, Xiaoqian brought the stylist to her room.
The dress was custom-made for her by Xi Xiangdong in advance. The size was right. The off-white lace made her skin look white and white. It was a dignified and graceful long-sleeved style. Only a model of her height could wear it to look slender. The hand-stitched lace Embroidery makes the clean and elegant long skirt full of feminine charm.
The stylist tied up her long hair, and her bangs stuck to her forehead in a retro style, revealing the scar under her eye.
Shen Ke looked at the mirror carefully and saw that the traces seemed to have faded a bit, and the color was no longer a scary dark red. The makeup artist applied concealer on her and decorated it with sequins, so that the traces were almost completely invisible.