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Chapter 23 Give You A Ride

Maybe one day I will receive a wedding invitation letter, and I will smile a little at that time, so I can't help but be there to wish them a happy new marriage and an early baby.

In short, in short, this is the best result, in line with the curtain that most high school students have fallen in the years.

Cheng Xuran was thinking messily in his head, he lowered his head and rubbed the sore corners of his eyes, his eyelashes were long and drooping, his profile was soft and charming, his back was turned to the car behind him.

The dark underground second floor is silent, and we have an encounter filled with the aroma of books.

The slender and cold back, the only jasmine in whose memory is pure, is reflected in the glass window of the Rolls-Royce.

People outside don't know there are people in the car.

People in the car could clearly see her figure.

A cigarette burns silently.

The smoke filled the air, blurring his outline a bit and making it difficult to see the expression in his eyes.

His head was leaning back, his eyes seemed to be slightly closed, and his expression was silent, making it difficult to distinguish.

Silent one-way gaze.

"Would you like to give Miss Cheng a ride?"

The person in the driver's seat spoke, a gentle voice breaking the silence.

She didn't know what she was looking at on her phone.

The breath is very sad.

Song Yanqing didn't speak, his features were hidden in the darkness, looking light and tired.

Uncle Li smiled and was about to open the car door.

A voice sounded unexpectedly in the parking lot.

"Sister Xuran!"

Cheng Xuran turned around and looked over, the skirt drew a moving arc in the air, hiding the rose behind her.

Those eyes seemed to be a little red, but they were unexpectedly peaceful and calm.

She turned off the phone screen.

Think calmly.

As far as the nature of their work is concerned, it is impossible for them to meet again. When a young actor works hard and strives to be seen by his old classmates on the big screen, he can still be a famous star.

What else would you care about?

"What's wrong?" Cheng Xuran asked.

The boy walked over quickly. He was tall and thin, with blue short-sleeved sleeves, black sweatpants, flaxen hair, and a face with red lips and white teeth. He was even more delicate than a girl.

"Sister, did you eat this morning? I just bought two cups of milk tea. The store buys one and gets one free. Sister, why don't you drink this cup?"

The boy handed over the milk tea, his ears were slightly red, and his eyes were sparkling.

The sound of my sister calling...

The boy's name is Fu Shihuai. He is a new trainee who has just arrived. He has no background and was bullied before. She was very pitiful, so she helped him out. Who knew that her younger brother was simple and clingy, so thanking her was a bit too much.

They both have the same surname of Fu, but their status is very different.

Just as Cheng Xuran was about to speak, the black Rolls Royce behind him suddenly honked.

It is extremely harsh in the quiet underground garage.

There are people!

Cheng Xuran was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked back. He guessed that he and Fu Shihuai were blocking the way for him to drive, so he raised his hand and touched Fu Shihuai, signaling him to step aside.

He also stepped back to make room.

"This car..." Fu Shihuai said in a low voice, "It belongs to the young master's family."

"Yeah." Before Cheng Xuran could say that, Fu Shihuai excitedly pulled her and said, "Sister Xuran, let's say hello!"

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Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. Cheng Xuran watched helplessly as Fu Shihuai dragged her to knock on the Rolls-Royce window!

Too late to run.

The window of the car was actually lowered, and the air was cool for no reason, and a hint of cool-toned incense wafted out. It smelled very good, high-end, light, and refreshing.

Deja Vu.

(End of this chapter)