He's so cute

Chapter 318 Interview (2)

Song Yi looked at the man's cold face, neither of them spoke, the room was still full of spring, which was about to disappear.

She bit her lower lip, she didn't know what she thought of, she suddenly tore off his bathrobe like crazy, and bit down on his right side just below the collarbone, as if she wanted to take all of her own. Unwillingness and resentment all vented out.

Shen Xingzhou frowned, he still sat there motionless, as if he didn't feel any pain, and let Song Yi bite that position madly.

Suddenly, he felt wet, and he didn't know if it was blood or tears, or both.

After a long time, Song Yi sat up. She looked at Shen Xingzhou calmly, and her tone was as calm as water: "Shen Xingzhou, do you really want to break up?"

Hearing this, Shen Xingzhou glanced at Song Yi. Under the moonlight, the girl's exquisite figure was visible, with slight tears on her face. He pulled his eyes away again, straightened his thin lips slightly, and said two words calmly: "separate."

Song Yi closed her eyes and took a breath, then suddenly climbed onto Shen Xingzhou's shoulders and pressed him on the bed. She looked down at him, her tone mixed with unwillingness: "That's after I'm done, I'll dump you!"

After finishing speaking, the girl blocked his lips directly.

...

Song Yi's thoughts were brought back little by little from three years ago. At this time, Shen Xingzhou's eyes had already fallen on her. He tilted his head slightly, and the two were very close.

Song Yi looked at Shen Xingzhou with a playful look, she leaned back, and put herself on guard: "What do you want to do?"

Shen Xingzhou smirked, and he leaned back. The bite mark was also hidden under his clothes as his body moved, and there was no trace of it.

He leaned on the back of the sofa: "Didn't you want to interview?"

"..."

Song Yi slandered him fiercely in her heart, and then turned on the recorder to start the official interview recording.

Shen Xingzhou answered every question Song Yi asked very well, with clear enunciation, mellow accent, and neither urgent nor slow tone, and a thorough analysis of every question.

When there were two last questions, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Song Yi pressed the pause button, and the whole person also changed from looking at him with his head tilted just now to his current body straightened, looking forward.

Shen Xingzhou moved the corners of his lips, and faintly uttered a word.

It was Shen Xingzhou's assistant Ji Xu who came in. He glanced at the two people on the sofa, coughed lightly and said, "President, your dinner with Mr. Zhang is about to begin."

Shen Xingzhou raised his eyebrows, he hummed, then sat up from the sofa, went to the chair to pick up his coat, and walked out while putting on the coat.

Song Yi saw that there were still two questions in her hands, and seeing that Shen Xingzhou was about to leave here, she quickly ran over to block Shen Xingzhou.

Shen Xingzhou stopped, and he buttoned his shirt slowly. His fingers were well-knit and slender.

Song realized her gaffe, she took a step back and shook the recording pen in her hand: "Mr. Shen, there are two more questions to finish, 10 minutes, no, just give me another 5 minutes."

Ji Xu, who was next to him, said, "Reporter Song, our president is already late. If we are 5 minutes late, our business worth tens of millions will be gone."

"..."

Song Yi: "Then I'll go down with you and talk while walking." While speaking, Song Yi ran back to the sofa and weighed her bag.

Just about to turn on the recorder, Shen Xingzhou's faint voice came over: "Sorry, I won't accept interviews while walking."

Song Yi: "..."

There were two questions left, and she had to finish it. She took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in her heart: "Excuse me, little brother, when will your CEO be free today?"

Ji Xu glanced at Shen Xingzhou, this was the first time he was called little brother face to face, he said with a little trepidation: "Reporter Song, between [-]:[-] and [-]:[-] tonight, at a YU restaurant on South Street, The president has time."

Song Yi put away the recording pen, lowered her head and put the recording pen in her bag, and said, "I'll be there at about eight o'clock, and please cooperate with Mr. Shen."

Shen Xingzhou glanced at Song Yi, hummed lightly, turned around and left the office.

...

At eight o'clock in the evening, the street lights came on one after another.

Song Yi stopped in front of the YU Qing Bar, she couldn't help rolling her eyes when she thought of what Shen Xingzhou said in the afternoon that she wouldn't accept interviews while walking, it was just to torment her, after tonight, he would die!of!through!through!of!forward!male!friend!
Song Yi walked in, there was no deafening music inside, but there was quite a lot of noise.

Now at this point, when the formal crowd is high, the inside is almost full of people, the gorgeous lights above the head are changing, and a bartender with dyed yellow hair is standing on the bar not far away. Against the background, it glows with a gorgeous luster.

Song Yi patted her head with her hand, forgetting to ask where they were!

When she walked out of the bar, a gust of hot wind blew in. Song Yi took out her mobile phone and thought of the number she had memorized by heart, wondering if he was still useful now.

She pursed her lips, pressed the clear number, and it rang for about three seconds. A familiar voice came from the other side, mixed with a little drunkenness: "Hello."

Song Yi took a deep breath, the surrounding hot wind swept her, she swallowed, and calmly said: "It's me, where are you?"

There was silence for three seconds, and rustling voices could be faintly heard, and Shen Xingzhou's voice seemed to wake up a bit: "Second floor, room 203."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Song Yi packed up her mood and went straight to the second floor. The second floor is a private room, and the whole corridor is glowing with lavender light. She easily found the door of room 203, only to find that the door was ajar.

Out of politeness, Song Yi knocked on the door lightly. I don't know if it was too hard, but the door opened automatically, and the furnishings inside were completely exposed to Song Yi's sight.

It was so cold, if she hadn't seen Shen Xingzhou on the sofa, she would have thought she had entered the wrong room.

There was no one else in the room, only Shen Xingzhou was sitting there, still wearing the gold-rimmed glasses, he slumped casually on the sofa, under the warm yellow light, his face was half-bright and half-dark.

Song Yi looked at Shen Xingzhou's pretentious and domineering boss, rolled his eyes and walked over, sat next to him, and said in a bad tone, "Mr. Shen, can we start now?"

Shen Xingzhou turned his head to look at her, and the light from the frame hit Song Yi's cheeks, he pursed his lips, and there was a small chuckle in his tone: "No."

Song Yi: "..." I bear it.

"Then may I ask, President Shen, what can we do?"

Shen Xingzhou rubbed the wine glass lightly with his fingertips, and he smiled lightly: "We need to sober up."

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(End of this chapter)