After the first movie: the president's husband takes it home

Chapter 751 Cultivation 8
After she sat down with Pei Huai'an, Pei Huai'an ordered.

After a period of exploration, Pei Huai'an was very clear about Song Chujiu's taste.

As long as he goes out with Song Chujiu, he will help Song Chujiu order, and Song Chujiu doesn't need to worry about it at all.

They were sitting in the hall surrounded by people.

You can even hear the discussions of the people next to you.

"Oh my god, that Song Chujiu has another scandal."

"Yeah, this time it seems to be with Pei Huai'an, hey, my god, depressed."

"She is a woman who has scandals all day long. What's so strange about it? How can you expect a woman in the entertainment industry to be clean?"

The discussion sounded in her ears, which made her a little embarrassed.

When Pei Huai'an heard the voice next to him, he was ready to stand up with a frown.

But before he could stand up, Song Chujiu grabbed his wrist.

"fine."

She shook her head slightly, but her face didn't change at all.

……

The hot pot was served quickly.

After the food was served, they quickly forgot about their dissatisfaction before, and became happy in an instant.

The hot pot steamed up.

The soup is gurgling and rolling.

The bright red pepper made her sweat a little.

In the hot fog, she raised her head suddenly, and seemed to see a handsome figure in a black windbreaker standing in the corner in front of her.

The figure was slender, his eyebrows and eyes were obscured by the smoke from the hot pot, and he could not see clearly, but he could vaguely feel the amazement and quiet temperament between his eyebrows and eyes.

A man who has been mosaiced by the heat wave but is still dusty.

Even though it was only seen from a distance, the sense of familiarity spread across the surface.

After a moment of astonishment, she stood up and wanted to take a closer look, but found that there was no one in the corner over there.

Seeing her standing up, Pei Huaian asked curiously, "What's the matter, Xiao Jiujiu, what are you looking at?"

He followed her gaze, but saw nothing.

Song Chujiu frowned slightly: "It's nothing."

"I missed it."

She lowered her eyes, thinking of that startled look, the more she thought about it, the more familiar it became.

But suddenly she laughed again.

How could it be Jiang Chenxi.

He didn't even text her back.

"Are you all right?" Pei Huai'an looked at Song Chujiu with concern, "Is this hot pot too spicy? Little Jiujiu, you're sweating all over your face."

"Wipe it."

Pei Huai'an stretched out his arm holding a tissue to help her wipe her face.

She was still a little dazed, after cleaning it, she couldn't help turning her head to glance at the corner, but all she saw was an empty figure.

Suddenly, an indescribable disappointment welled up in my heart.

...

Outside.

"Boss, why don't you go say hello to Miss Song?"

Wang Anlai looked at Jiang Chenxi in front of him, feeling extremely depressed.

They've all arrived, and they've followed Ms. Song to this place, but just to take a look!
"Boss, you... you didn't even eat food today, why don't you come to the hot pot restaurant and get some food before you go?"

Looking at Jiang Chenxi, Wang Anlai really felt distressed.

"No need." Jiang Chenxi glanced at Wang Anlai, and then said lightly, "Go to the airport after you finish your work."

He still looked meticulous, even his hair was neatly combed, and there was hardly a single wrinkle in his windbreaker.

The aura of the whole body is majestic and cold, especially those eyes, which seem to have no emotion at all.

(End of this chapter)