Good night, Mr. Pei

Chapter 702 Falling into His Arms

It's Ji Liunian.

He sat in the middle, and his obsidian-like black eyes were fixed on Song Qingci the moment she came into sight.

He pursed his thin lips lightly, and there was no trace of a smile on his knife-cut three-dimensional face, not even any extra emotion.

It's just an audition, when did the dignified chairman of Dijing appear in person?

The three little girls in the group with Song Qingci lost their composure for an instant.

When they saw Ji Liunian, they became nympho.

Ji Liunian seldom shows up in front of the media, but with his face, they thought it was the popular star Ji Liubai at first glance.

The news about Haicheng International Airport yesterday is hot now.

Soon someone broke the news that it was Ji Liunian, Ji Liubai's twin brother, the second son of the Ji family, and the current chairman of Dijing Group.

Song Qingci's original impeccable expression was instantly shattered, her face was pale, and a fine layer of sweat oozed from her forehead.

Biting her lip, she said with difficulty, "I'm sorry, I..."

Before Song Qingci finished speaking, he felt dizzy for a while, fell straight down, and suddenly bumped into a thick and powerful chest.

As the world was spinning, she wanted to see clearly who was hugging her, but in the end it was to no avail, and she fell into the boundless darkness.

When Song Qingci opened his eyes again, there was silence all around.

There is a faint breath of mint in the room, and the sunlight shines through the white veil and falls on the retro floor, giving the whole room a layer of warm color.

The big bed under him is very soft, and the crystal lamp on the ceiling is simple but extremely luxurious.

This isn't her apartment, where the hell is she?
Song Qingci struggled to sit up, but felt a splitting headache, which was extremely heavy.

"Is anyone there?" She called out hoarsely.

"You're awake." A deep male voice sounded with steady footsteps, it was Ji Liunian.

How is he?

Ji Liunian strode to the side of the bed, stood against the light, her big palm fell on her hot forehead, her eyebrows furrowed, "Going to the audition with a high fever. Are you so fond of acting?"

His eyes were like sharp knives, and his words were like a big rock, hitting her little bit of humble self-esteem left.

His palms were slightly cold, and Song Qingci trembled.

Listening to that, she always felt that his tone was full of mockery.

Ji Liunian hated her like this the most, she was about to lose her strength, but she held on aloofly, she knew he could help her, but she refused to speak to him.

Song Qingci closed her eyes.

For more than a year, she has achieved nothing, but she seems to be getting more and more proficient at confronting Ji Liunian and angering him.

"Where is this place?" Song Qingci was about to get up as she spoke. Could this be the Wohu Residence?

Thinking of this possibility, Song Qingci broke into a cold sweat with fright.

Ji Liunian frowned, staring at her silently, with three-dimensional facial features, sharp silhouette, there was a majestic and compelling air in the silence.

Not angry but mighty, that's the kind of person he's talking about.

He was silent, expressionless, and just standing there made it hard to breathe.

The bedroom is very spacious and brightly lit, but because of Ji Liunian, Song Qingci feels uncomfortable all over.

She struggled to get up, but was pushed down by Ji Liunian and fell onto the big bed.

"There is no one else in my apartment." Ji Liunian said with a dark face.

In his view, this is his concession.

Song Qingci looked at Ji Liunian furiously.

His appearance easily reminded her of his plundering appearance.

She was in a coma, so could it be that he still wanted to act like a beast?
Song Qingci's first thought when he saw Ji Liunian was: avoid this beast who drives at the slightest disagreement.

(End of this chapter)