Song Mi's footsteps stopped in place. After hearing his rejection, she did not dare to move forward even an inch.

My heart dropped again.

At this moment, he was at the top of the steps, she was on the ground, and all he left her was an indifferent back.

And he didn't stop.

This was the first time she saw this man's indifferent side. Maybe he had shown indifference before, but it was just not with her, so she didn't remember it in his heart.

This feeling is very uncomfortable, a little scary, but more of a loss.

There is nothing wrong with a superior boss being aloof. Why would she feel lost?

My heart felt as if there was a big stone.

There were a lot of things she wanted to say to him in her heart, about apologies and gratitude, but it seemed like there was no chance tonight.

Soon, Tan Xize's figure disappeared from sight.

Completely missing.

Yun Zheng raised his hand and pointed at Song Xun, tapping his hand twice in mid-air: "You're lucky, kid."

After that, he went back to the club.

The security guards also returned to their respective positions.

Zhou Lang took out Song Mi's bag from the back seat, handed it to Song Mi's hand, and then went into the club while covering his bleeding nose.

When passing Song Xun, Zhou Lang's steps obviously became faster.

Only the Song siblings were left around.

Song Xun was very hot after all the fuss. He took off his school uniform jacket and wrapped it around his waist, loosely tying it into a knot.

Noticing that his sister was still staring at the door of the club in a daze, Song Xun walked over, put one hand on his waist and asked: "Isn't it right? Are you so disappointed that you can't go in? What's so good about it inside!"

Song Mi took a deep breath and told herself to be patient and not lose her temper on the street.

One minute later.

Song Mi almost roared: "You know nothing!"

She couldn't help it anymore, so she rushed up and pulled off Song Xun's untied school uniform, and then started slapping the person for a while, chasing and beating him while asking questions:

"Are you sick? Are you?"

"I've spoiled you so much!"

"..."

His sister's attack was too fierce. Song Xun kept raising his arms to block it, shouting: "I'm not doing it all for your own good! I'm afraid you will go astray!"

Song Mi didn't stop at all, and slapped the boy wildly with his school uniform: "You are not doing good for me, you are just causing me trouble! Countless troubles!"

After shouting the last word, Song Mi was so exhausted that he threw his school uniform to Song Xun and left without looking back.

Song Xun: "Hey, that's not the way home!"

Song Mi: "You don't have to worry about it!"

"..."

In the rose club, Yun Zheng caught up with Tan Xize and followed him to ask: "I really want to know, what is your relationship with that little girl?"

Tan Xize looked calm and asked: "Which box?"

"7018."

After Yun Zheng answered, he brought the topic back to the main topic, "Tell me, Caesar, what is your relationship with that little girl?"

Talking about Caesar: "It doesn't matter for now."

"Oh, it doesn't matter for now..." Yun Zheng nodded thoughtfully, then realized something was wrong, "Wait, what will it matter in the future?"

after?

Tan Xize liked this word better, and the corners of his lips curved slightly, "Let's talk about the future."

After saying that, he opened the door of 7018's box, and there were more than a dozen people sitting inside, all of them well-known insiders.

He has a close relationship with Yunzheng.

Tan Xize didn't usually socialize with these people. Occasionally, he would sit at the team's bureau for a while at Yunzheng's invitation. Sometimes he would have a drink if he was in a good mood, but most of the time he wouldn't drink.

After seeing Tan Xize, everyone inside put down their wine glasses and microphones in unison, paused the music, and all said hello to Tan Xize.

"Mr. Tan is here."

"Mr. Tan, I've been looking forward to seeing you."

"I still don't believe Yun Zheng said you were coming!"

"..."

In this society, wealth only brings status. For example, right now, the boss, who is usually aloof and doesn't treat people as decent people, had a bigger smile on his face than anyone else when he said hello to Nishizawa.

As we all know, Tan Xize is a man who stands at the top of the food chain in this circle.

No one there could have imagined it.

Tan Xize was punched by a seventeen-year-old high school student tonight.

Tan Xize raised his hand and said, "Whatever, don't worry about me."

After hearing this, the others sat down again.

Tan Xize chose a corner seat and sat down, where no light could shine, and he was in a dark corner.

Yun Zheng took the wine and sat down next to him.

"Have a drink?" Yun Zheng handed him the wine.

Tan Xize waved his hand and refused.

Tan Xize took out his mobile phone and called Zhou Lang, "Come in, 7018."

Zhou Lang had just stopped his nosebleed and washed his face in the toilet. When he answered the phone, he was still wiping the water on his face with paper, "Okay, right away."

Five minutes later.

Zhou Lang pushed open the door of the box and walked quickly to Tan Xize.

The music in the box was too loud, and Zhou Lang had to bend down and ask loudly: "Mr. Tan, what are your orders?"

Talking about Xize: "Didn't you say that Principal Tianshang invited me over?"

"Yes, in order to thank you for donating two library buildings to No. 2 Middle School, I would like to invite you as an outstanding graduate to give a simple speech to inspire the students."

Tan Xize nodded slightly: "Okay, just give Principal Shang a reply and tell me I will go tomorrow."

"ah?"

Zhou Lang was startled, "Don't you say you can't go anymore?"

Tan Xize had a specious smile on his face, but his eyes were as deep as the sea. He said slowly: "I have to go, I have to let him know who I am."

Zhou Lang immediately realized that he was Miss Song's younger brother as mentioned by Mr. Tan. He said, "Okay, I'll go and give a reply to Principal Shang. I'll let you know after setting a specific time."

Tan Xize gave a faint hum.

Zhou Lang was about to leave, but he immediately thought that there was something he had to say, so he turned back: "Mr. Tan, the flag-raising ceremony usually takes place in the morning, so you have to sign three documents tomorrow morning, and there are several tasks scheduled for tomorrow morning."

"It's okay." Nishizawa had taken all of this into consideration, "I'll move the documents to be signed in the afternoon. I'll finish tomorrow morning's work tonight."

"Okay, Mr. Tan."

Zhou Lang admired him from the bottom of his heart.

As expected of Mr. Tan.

-

Fortunately, Song Xun didn't follow him, otherwise Song Mi would have been even more angry.

After walking forward for a while, Song Mi found a convenience store and went in. As a habit, he went to the shelf with fast food and picked out a Kung Pao Chicken Rice Bowl.

She took the rice, paid at the cashier, and asked the clerk to heat it in the microwave.

Two minutes later, Song Mi took the heated rice and went to the tables and chairs in the convenience store for customers to eat.

I chose a seat by the window and sat down.

Song Mi, however, had no appetite at all. The rice in front of her was left to cool down. She did not move her chopsticks, but kept holding her phone in a daze.

On the bright screen, a WeChat chat box for He Tan Xize was displayed.

She was debating whether to send him a message or not.

After reviewing the entire incident, Song Mi realized that although Tan Xize said it was okay at the time, judging from his later cold attitude, he was actually angry.

After all, he is not a saint. Who can be beaten for no reason and still have no temper at all? Ordinary people cannot do this, let alone Tan Xize, who has always been aloof.

If he could just forget it and not care about it, it would be the greatest concession.
To be continued...