The Children's Rehabilitation Fund Charity Dinner was held at the most prestigious medical university in the suburbs of S city.
Coincidentally, this university was Bo Jinghan's favorite university...
Sitting in the car, Bo Jinghan looked out the window.
Looking at the students walking back and forth on the main road, a faint smile appeared on his indifferent face, but it soon disappeared without a trace.
"Master Lu, Miss Bo, they are almost here!"
The driver's respectful voice suddenly came.
When Bo Jinghan came to his senses, he listened to Lu Yan's instructions again: "Well, bypass the media, drive the car directly around the fountain, and drive to the back."
The driver responded.
At this time, Lu Yan, who had not had any communication with her since getting in the car, suddenly turned to her and said, "If you don't mind getting off the car later, come and walk with me for a while!"
"certainly."
A communicative smile appears on the face.
Illusive, beautiful, not real.
Lu Yan raised his cold eyebrows slightly, and glanced at the corner of her mouth: "When you are with me, you'd better put away your standard smile that makes people hate you. I'm afraid that I won't be able to control my emotions and give it to you again.
Give me a punishment!"
Grandma’s!
With raised eyebrows, Bo Jinghan glared at the hard-to-serve Lu Shi.
Then he ordered himself to calm down, deliberately maintained a standard smile, and responded quickly.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. There are others besides you at the dinner tonight. For the sake of the Bo family, I will always keep this smiling face. If you can't adapt, I don't mind entering alone..."
*
Ten minutes later, the car stopped steadily behind the historic open-air theater of S University.
As Lu Yan said, there are no media waiting here, only a few employees responsible for security work, patrolling back and forth.
"Follow me!"
Lu Yan led her through a narrow path and was almost approaching the back door of the theater.
At this time, Bao Jinghan, who was following closely with his skirt in hand, suddenly called him.
"Lu Yan..."
He stopped and looked back at her, waiting for her next words.
"Lu Yan, from now on, no matter what I do, it has nothing to do with you. Please don't ask or interfere! Also, please don't reveal my identity to anyone. Just treat me as just Cynthia!"
Changed from his usual unruly attitude, Bo Jinghan's calm and slightly solemn gaze rested on Lu Yan's stern face.
But Qingyue's voice could not hide the arrogance deep in her bones.
Although his tone was solemn, there was a hint of arrogance in his tone.
It sounds like an entrustment, but also like an order!
The wind blows.
Lu Yan looked at her, his calm and deep eyes reflecting the night, falling into her eyes.
Eyes mingled.
For a moment, a vague evil charm flashed across the corner of his mouth.
"No one dares to order me - you are the first!"
*
Wearing sunglasses and temporarily separated from Lu Yan, Bo Jinghan followed the road signs and headed to the innermost studio.
When we entered, many staff members were busy checking the donations and placing them on the platform.
She accidentally glanced at it, and among the dazzling array of exhibits, only a few could compare with the one in her hand.
However, it can also be seen that those people have invested a lot in this banquet.
But the real intention of doing this.
It's just because of the person behind the organizer of this banquet...
With a pursed smile, Bo Jinghan approached the registration desk, took a donation card, and left a line of handwriting that was both elegant and vigorous -
