Chapter 8 The person he has been thinking about for seven years
Their position is really strange.
As a result, when the elevator went down to the next floor, the girl who came in first looked at it curiously, then withdrew her gaze regardless of the matter.
The people who come here to eat are basically either rich or expensive, but they are more or less knowledgeable.
The group of people who came up from behind were on the same floor as their target.
After Chen Sui glanced at them, he carefully covered his artist again.
Although all the young masters in this batch are very good-looking, and one of them is a regular in the entertainment headlines, Chen Sui is not at ease.
However, Chen Sui never expected that this indulgent and sensual young man would recognize him.
After entering the elevator, Meng Li's eyes were fixed on Chen Sui almost immediately: "I remember you, your name is Chen Sui, and you are Shen Tingci's agent."
After hearing what he said, Chen Sui panicked: "Yes, I am indeed Tingci's manager. Is there anything wrong with Mr. Meng?"
After Meng Li heard his admission, his eyes naturally fell behind him: "I heard that Director Xu has a game here today. Are your artists also interesting?"
Yun Zihan's rumored boyfriend was the one in front of him. Chen Sui didn't dare to say anything and could only nod his head honestly.
"Since we met by chance, why don't you let your artist come out and say hello?"
"Sorry, my artist is drunk, so I won't be embarrassed in front of Mr. Meng." Chen Sui said, then turned his back to Shen Tingci and accurately grabbed her wrist.
By chance, we arrived at the second floor. Chen Sui didn't dare to take his artist to stay here any longer. He took her hand and wanted to break through this place surrounded by wolves.
But ideals are always beautiful. After he took Shen Tingci a few steps, someone grabbed Shen Tingci's wrist blatantly.
Chen Sui turned around and saw Meng Li leaning on the elevator, looking at the two of them with interest: "I really didn't expect that your artist was really drunk."
"However, with a manager like you, she is lucky."
After saying that, Meng Li let go of his hand lightly, "But next time, who knows if your family will be willing to do it!"
"Of course my artist doesn't want to!" Chen Sui choked back with a cold face, then hurried over to hold Shen Tingci's hand, almost taking her under his wings, "Tingci, let's go."
Shen Tingci was so uncomfortable that she couldn't say a word. She could only rely on her intuition and obediently follow Chen Sui to leave the elevator.
"No, you just let me go like this? I remember that you quite like this little star."
"Of course you and I have to be willing to do this kind of thing. What's the point of forcing it?" Meng Li lowered his head and dusted his wrinkled sleeves, "Besides, of course I have confidence in Shen Tingci."
"Where's Ayan? Didn't you say you would wait for us?"
On the other side, Chen Sui finally helped his artist to find his car. Just as he got the person in, a slender hand suddenly thrust in from the side, startling Chen Sui who was about to close the car door. Jump.
Looking along the hand holding on to the car door, I saw a cold and clear man wearing rimless glasses blocking them among them with a strong posture.
And this person looks a little familiar.
"Sir, you..."
Before Chen Sui could finish his words, the man had already bent down and took Shen Tingci out again.
The small one was completely trapped in his arms, and it seemed like a perfect match.
"Corcelain, I took it away."
When men speak, they naturally have a sense of command, as if it is natural for them to obey.
After Chen Sui was bewitched by the man's face for three seconds, he immediately rushed forward, protecting his artist like an eagle protecting a chick.
"No! Tingci is my artist, I don't allow you to take her away."
Song Yanci was very annoyed at this time.
Very annoying.
Anyone who is familiar with him is probably far away from the battlefield at this time and would not dare to hang around him at all.
But the person in front of him was Shen Tingci's manager. After Song Yanci calmed down his turbulent emotions a little, he said, "I am Song Yanci from the Song family. Tomorrow you come to the Song family to pick me up."
Hun Di Jing, of course knows what the Song family means in the Di Jing.
Even Meng Li, a prodigal in love who no one dared to mess with in the entertainment industry, could only bow his head obediently when facing the Song family.
Chen Sui really didn't know when his artist had offended the Song family. When he wanted to ask for the person back, he heard the young master in front of him say impatiently: "I am Shen Tingci's future... …Brother who we grew up with, you don’t have to worry about what I will do.”
It would be fine if I didn't say it, but I would be even more worried when I mentioned Chen Sui.
Shen Tingci had never told him about her family affairs, let alone that she had a relationship with the wealthy Song family.
After saying a few words, Song Yanci's patience ran out and he hugged Shen Tingci and left.
Chen Sui wanted to catch up, but was stopped by two bodyguards who suddenly appeared.
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When Song Yanci held her in his arms, he realized that she was too thin.
It's actually lighter than before.
The small lights in the car were shining faintly.
Even if there was a spacious enough space in the car, Song Yanci had no intention of putting her down.
She closed her eyes and huddled in his arms like a little kitten, her jade-like arms resting softly on his black shirt. After a moment, his clothes were stained with gardenia. Floral.
She is small and soft all over.
More real than any dream, the person he had thought about day and night for seven years finally returned to his arms.
Shen Tingci was probably really drunk. She unconsciously rubbed his neck, making a few weak noises in her throat, and put her hands on his shoulders, as if she was coquettishly coquettish.
Even without seeing her face, Song Yanci knew how addictive Shen Tingci was when she was drunk.
"Ci Ci." He touched her head and gently comforted her, "I'm here."
Probably because the last two words were too gentle, the girl whimpered softly, and her expression gradually softened.
She seemed to be back when she was seventeen years old.
She is still the noble eldest daughter of the Shen family. Jiang Yunxi has not yet appeared, and she is also Song Yanci's fiancée.
At that time, they had just finished their final exams.
When the Shen family was away, Shen Tingci slipped away to the Song family with her schoolbag on her back.
Song Yanci is the only one in the Song family.
At that time, she was already engaged to Song Yanci, and the two were a legitimately unmarried couple.
She kicked off her slippers and rolled around Song Yanci's bed with her mobile phone, making his bed a mess.
The cold and dignified young man had a severe mysophobia. He held his schoolbag and looked at the girl who had occupied his bed. Although he was so angry that he didn't want to speak, he acquiesced to her intrusion into his life.
He took out the papers and spread them on the desk, and was about to continue preparing for next month's competition, when the girl with the fragrance of gardenia jumped up from behind, pressing her soft body on his back.
The young man paused while writing, and then shouted with a bit of embarrassment: "Shen Tingci, get out of here."