"Can you... lend me your card? Just for a few days! I'll treat you to dinner."

Without saying a word, Ru Zi'an took out the card from her wallet and handed it to Nan Chen, which was beyond her expectation.

"There's no need to eat. You can consider my proposal."

Nan Chen knew what he meant and immediately said, "No problem, your sculpture and my painting will complement each other perfectly!"

Ru Zi'an waved her hand, "You have to make this sculpture yourself. Of course, I can be your teacher temporarily."

...Nan Chen twitched the corners of his mouth slightly stiffly.

The neon lights of Qingcheng flash at night, and row upon row of buildings silently overlook the prosperity of the world.

Nan Chen hurried to Ginza. Just now Li Fei called and said that she had arrived.

Ginza is located in the city center and is the headquarters of Haizhou Group, which is the leading company under Media Asia Group. Sikongyan is the president of Haizhou.

"I'm here, where are you?" Nan Chen stood at the gate and looked around.

It was already past the off-duty time, and the spacious lobby was empty.

"I'm already here. The fitness club is on the top floor, but you have to swipe your card for access control and elevators. You quickly find a way to sneak in. I just came in with others."

Nan Chen looked around, there was no one there... "There is no one here."

"Oh, stupid, if it doesn't work, just tell the security guard at the door that you are a food delivery guy and ask him to mark it for you."

Nan Chen was silent, turned around and walked down the steps, when a black Maybach caught her attention.

Isn't this the car in the photo?

She looked left and right, and the more she looked, the more they looked like each other.

The car happened to be parked under a tree, wrapped in the thick shadow of the tree, so she didn't notice it just now.

She slowly approached the car. The lights were off, so there must be no one there.

Nan Chen walked around to the back of the car, opened WeChat at the same time, and scrolled through Zhou Xuan's circle of friends. She rarely posted anything. Even when she was passionately in love, she would only post a few pictures of scenery without people. But Nan Chen remembered that she had

I posted a message on Moments specifically mentioning my boyfriend’s license plate number, because that number...

Found it! - "Every time he comes to pick me up and sees his license plate number, I feel so happy."

The tail number is 520, I love you?

Nan Zheng curled his lips and shook his head. When she read it, it was clearly I love zero...

It smells a bit like that...

That’s right, the Maybach in front of you!

What a scumbag! She stared at the luxury car's butt fiercely, wishing she could kick him.

But her rationality told her, no, there is surveillance at this intersection.

Inside the car, on the driver's seat that was folded down, a man was looking at the left rearview mirror in confusion.

He saw a slender girl staring at his car fiercely.

The light was dim and her appearance could not be seen clearly, but her eyes were particularly shining.

Cold light radiated and rage surged into the sky, as if she and him had an sworn hatred.

After a few seconds, the girl suddenly turned around and left in a hurry.

md! When she thought that her best friend was still waiting in the Maldives, while the scumbag was already in Qingcheng, having a tryst with who knows which woman, she became confused.

Seeing her walking away, Sikong Yan didn't care and closed his eyes again.

He rarely drives by himself. Today, the driver happened to be busy, and the financial meeting just now made him a little nervous, so he just wanted to be alone in the car quietly.

About fifteen minutes later, Nan Chen hurried back carrying two cups of milk tea.

Just when I was about to explain to the security guard, someone happened to walk into the lobby.

A very tall man.

The bright light reflected his deep eyes, reflecting the light like stars.

There seemed to be a trace of exhaustion on his cold and handsome face.

He swiped his card and passed through the gate, his eyes glancing at Nan Chen who was carrying milk tea.

Just one swipe.

Nan Chen quickly followed him and walked through the passage almost against his back.

There was a faint scent of tobacco on his clothes.

She followed him into the elevator and stood behind him.

The contour of a man's back has the beauty of being fit all year round.

The door closed with a clang, and the man pressed the button for the seventeenth floor.

His finger bones are slender, and he wears a ring on his little finger, which reflects bright light.

The elevator rose steadily. The man looked at her reflection on the door and asked, "Which floor should I go to?"

Nan Chen's eyes suddenly condensed. Where had he heard this cold and slightly deep voice? I remembered it, it was on Li Fei's cell phone! What he said at that time was, let go of my dog.

It's really hard to find anything without wearing iron shoes, and it takes no effort at all!

Nan Chen gritted his teeth with hatred. Unfortunately, the elevator was also monitored, otherwise, she would have put the milk tea on his head.

Seeing that she remained silent, Sikong Yan looked at her reflection again and was startled.

It's those eyes again.

The eyes that were glaring at his car just now were filled with blood-stained hatred.

But they clearly didn't know each other. His eyes were fixed on her face. The girl was wearing a dark green scarf, covering half of her face, so her appearance could not be seen clearly.

"Same!" the girl suddenly said, "We're also on the seventeenth floor!"

It was just two sentences, but she said it like two armies fighting.

Just when Sikongyan was confused, the elevator door opened. He stopped thinking about it and walked out.

Li Fei was standing at the door eagerly waiting.

The moment she saw him, the corners of her mouth immediately curled up. Just as she was about to say hello, Sikong Yan walked past her as if he hadn't seen her.

Nan Chen then walked out with an unkind expression on his face, staring at Sikong Yan's back, and stuffed the card and milk tea into Li Fei's hand.

"Leave it to you, make sure he can't even find Bei even if he cries!"

In order to perform today's drama well, Li Fei transformed into a fitness expert, with a raised butt and breasts, a beauty in the world.

At this time, Sikongyan was jogging with his headphones plugged in, his long legs taking rhythmic steps.

"What a coincidence, we meet again." Li Fei stepped on the treadmill next to him, "Do you come here often? By the way, I just ordered milk tea, and it happened that the merchant was doing a promotion, buy one, get one free. This cup

I’ll give it to you to drink, it tastes very good.”

She looked at Sikong Yan with a smile like a flower.

The other party looked straight ahead...

The smile on Li Fei's face froze for an instant, and then she noticed that he was wearing headphones and waved her hand in front of his eyes.

Sikong Yan tilted his head, his eyes looking like lake water in winter.

The milk tea half delivered by Li Fei stopped in mid-air, and she hurriedly covered up her embarrassment with a smile, "We have met, you won't forget it so quickly, right? In the pet shop, your little cutie in July."

Sikong Yan turned around and continued running while looking ahead. After a while, he said, "Thank you, I don't drink milk tea."

Li Fei blinked. This was the first time she had been slapped in the face by a man, and resentment filled her eyes. You are so crazy, boy! This aroused her fighting spirit even more, and her voice became a bit sexy, "Do you work near here?"

Ignored her.

"How long have you been working out? You are in great shape."

Turn a deaf ear.

"I'm not very good at using this treadmill, what should I do..."

Before she finished speaking, the man walked straight to another fitness area.

It makes no sense...! But you can't always follow him, it seems too cheap.

So she lingered on the treadmill for a while, secretly glancing at Sikong Yan.

He was doing push-ups, and every time he rose and fell, his arms showed strong muscle lines.

He is by no means the type of muscular man, and is even on the thin side, but his figure is strong and stretched.

Sweat dripped along the sharp contours of his face, and his breathing became heavier.

For a moment, Li Fei was a little dazed, completely addicted to his masculine charm.

"Drink some water." Seeing Sikong Yan stand up, she quickly handed over a bottle of mineral water.

This time, Sikong Yan answered, "Thank you."
To be continued...