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Chapter 18

Suhang only bought a cup of milk tea, Xiao Yige sent her away and ordered a cup for Mo Feifei downstairs.

She went up with her own cup of milk tea, and Mo Feifei immediately became angry after taking a shower: "Xiao Yige, you actually only order your own milk tea!"

Xiao Yige smiled deeply, and said vaguely: "It's not takeaway, someone gave it to me. I just ordered your cup."

It's not a takeaway, but the emphasis is on "there is a person".

Mo Feifei's loud voice sank immediately, and she yelled around Xiao Yige: "Fuck, you two are so ambiguous?! Suhang will bring you milk tea at night?! Where are you two going?" Come on, let me know!"

Xiao Yige didn't answer, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

Ambiguous, can this word be used to describe the relationship between her and Suhang, or after hearing the past, Mo Feifei unconsciously put an unusual filter on Suhang's behavior.

This night, Xiao Yige and Mo Feifei stayed up almost all night.

The two turned off the lights in the room, only turned on a small night light, ate supper and drank milk tea, and turned back the pointer of the years to the three years in high school.

From the military training instructors to the later teachers and classmates, from studying to gossip, the name of Suhang was finally mentioned.

Xiao Yige narrated the few contacts he had with Suhang, and Mo Feifei was fascinated and curious.

How could Suhang treat Xiao Yige so well, how could he only treat Xiao Yige so well, and how could he be so indifferent on such a basis.

These two extreme attitudes are combined in Su Hang. The pink bubbles between the two girls in the rainy season of youth, which were so blurred that they could hardly be seen, just floated in Mo Feifei's sleepy and dazed head.

When the sky first appeared, Mo Feifei couldn't bear it anymore and collapsed on the carpet, holding the paw of Xiong Xiong who had already fallen asleep with one hand, muttering in his mouth: "Have a good meal, you and Hang Hang, why don't you let me go sooner?" nibbling..."

Xiao Yige was half lying on the carpet, with a raging pillow on his head, taking Mo Feifei's words as a lullaby, and no longer forced to open his eyes.

In order for Mo Feifei to completely digest these pink bubbles, Xiao Yige forced Mo Feifei not to come to her in the near future.

When meeting Suhang in the future, Mo Feifei will inevitably be brought along. If you keep talking about these things, maybe you will get used to it and you will let it go, so you have to restrain yourself.

Before Mo Feifei's ban was lifted, Xiao Yige went on a business trip in mid-April.

In the hotel owned by Huasheng Group in Linzhou City, afterglow just woke up.

Xiao Yige raised his head from the countless project reports, took the phone and leaned back in the chair to rest with a stretched expression.

She clicked on WeChat and found the profile picture of the veteran cadre.

【Xiao Yige: Have you eaten yet? 】

【Suhang: I'm eating, how about you? 】

【Xiao Yige: [Bearing howling.jpg]】

[Xiao Yige: I just finished my work, the Linzhou cuisine tastes good, I have a chance to bring you here to eat. 】

Xiao Yige laughed unconsciously, exited the Suhang interface and clicked on the secretary's chat, and asked the secretary to order the hotel kitchen to deliver the food.

Afterwards, she returned to the Suhang interface, but there was no reply.

She swiped up boredly.

Their communication increased visibly with the naked eye, starting from the night when Suhang brought her milk tea.

That day, they reached a consensus that they would share more with each other in the future. After going upstairs, she thought that it might be difficult for this ice bump to find a topic.

So she took the initiative to send a message, asking Suhang if he should be busy with work before going to bed.

Just such a sentence, the chat between them can't stop.

[Suhang: I'm not busy today, the draft of the new design has been revised in the company. 】

[Su Hang: By the way, the bear is very cute, what breed is it? 】

Afterwards, Xiao Yige chatted with her for a while about what happened when he bought the bears, and after he and Mo Feifei started eating supper, Suhang also had to take a bath and rest, so he stopped chatting.

At noon the next day, Suhang took the initiative to send her a message saying that the company's restaurant downstairs had good food, and she also mentioned the delicious food in the company's restaurant.

So naturally, the connection has never been broken.

Xiao Yige looked down the record with a soft smile, and before she saw the message she just sent and received any reply, Secretary Qiao's phone call interrupted her.

She returned to her calm look: "Jojo, what's the matter?"

Secretary Qiao's anxious appearance was concretized by the voice: "Mr. Xiao, Cheng Yuzhe is in the hotel lobby and said he wanted to find you!"

Xiao Yige raised his eyebrows, "How does he know that I'm on a business trip?"

Secretary Qiao said: "I made a pretense, it should be that you posted the scenery of Linzhou in Moments, and then he went to our company to inquire, knowing that the company has a project in Linzhou that requires senior management to come over, so he guessed that you are here .”

Xiao Yige's gaze gradually turned frosty, and he remained silent.

She blocked Cheng Yuzhe's call before, if Cheng Yuzhe called again, he would be blocked by a less direct missed reminder, but she did not do anything about Cheng Yuzhe's WeChat.

The exclamation mark prompt for blacklisting and deletion is too straightforward, there is no need to tear yourself apart with the Cheng family right now.

She didn't expect that Cheng Yuzhe still had the brain power to get information from her circle of friends and go to the company to inquire.

Without hearing her voice, Secretary Qiao reminded: "Mr. Xiao, do you want me to block him?"

Xiao Yige stood up while talking, "No, I'm going down now."

After hanging up the phone, she found Cheng Yuzhe's WeChat, set a chat limit, and then left the presidential suite in the light of the setting sun.

In the lobby on the first floor, a young woman with a simple ponytail and delicate facial features held the phone she hung up, and carefully observed the Cheng family prince who was carrying a cake with a happy face from the corner of her eye.

Damn, Mr. Xiao's tone just now, although he didn't get angry, but the temperature suddenly dropped, this is a fatal sign.

She has never seen Mr. Xiao's violent appearance. Maybe Mr. Xiao does not have such an overly outgoing form, but when he is angry, his eyes are like knives. One glance is a knife, and he will cut people to death without blinking.

Just thinking about it, the exclusive elevator for the presidential suite opened, and the sound of high heels echoed in the quiet corridor.

Coming, Secretary Qiao silently stepped aside.

Cheng Yuzhe also heard the voice, and smiled brightly and harmlessly: "Sister Yige!"

The hotel of Huasheng Group has an elegant environment and complete facilities. There are coffee shops on both sides of the lobby. Many business people are chatting and negotiating in it. At this moment, they are all taken away by this shout.

Xiao Yige's brows were even more depressed, and he stopped a few steps away from him, seeing that he was coming, and said in a cold tone: "Stop."

Cheng Yuzhe stood still suddenly, with a surprised expression: "Sister Yige, what's wrong?"

Secretary Qiao swallowed her saliva and thought to herself, it's about to start.

"I'm very busy, I don't have time to play with you," Xiao Yige looked directly at him, and his natural soft voice was crisp and unrestrained, "Besides, just because I met you doesn't mean I agree with you." Come to bother me, and it doesn't mean that I have any special views on you. Do you understand?"

That last sentence is an imperative sentence, not an interrogative sentence.

Secretary Qiao, who was on the sidelines, shouted in his heart, long live Her Majesty the Queen.

Cheng Yuzhe's eyes dimmed instantly, and he put his hands behind his back in a daze: "Did I do something wrong to make you angry? Don't be angry, I apologize to you, I just want to make up your birthday."

A 25-year-old adult, wrinkling his face, was so wronged that he was about to cry. No one could help him if he looked at him, not to mention his youthful appearance, which magnified his grievance several times.

However, Xiao Yige didn't like this, and frowned even tighter: "If you want to cry, go outside and cry, this is not your home." After speaking, he turned his head and left, passing by Secretary Qiao with bright eyes, and confessed in a low voice: "Tell Xu Zichen to come over and stare at him."

"I know." Secretary Qiao also answered in a low voice.

Then watching Xiao Yige get on the elevator, she exhaled and shook her head.

Xu Zichen is Xiao Yige's assistant. He is usually responsible for the trivial arrangements in the itinerary, and he can also do some fist work. He is also responsible for accompanying and protecting Xiao Yige's safety.

Normally, Xiao Yige would call Xiao Yige kindly without his surname, but just now he called him by his first and last name, which shows how much Cheng Yuzhe has set himself on fire.

As soon as Xiao Yige left, the people in the coffee shop stopped watching, leaving only Cheng Yuzhe standing there dumbfounded.

With red eyes, he took out his mobile phone and made a call. He glanced at the incoming call while reviewing the design draft at the Suzhou-Hangzhou border in Linghai, and answered it with a thought.

Before she could speak, Cheng Yuzhe couldn't help sobbing: "Sister...what to do, I made sister Yige angry, please help me."

Suhang stared at the computer screen for a moment, his eyes sank, "What did you do?"

Cheng Yuzhe sniffed heavily, "I, I came to Linzhou to find her, and I want to surprise her..."

"Who told you to do this?" Suhang interrupted him rarely, his usual indifferent tone seemed to be quenched into ice, "Your relationship has not reached the point where you can surprise her, this is harassment."

"I didn't, I really wasn't..." Cheng Yuzhe's sobs drowned out all the words, and he couldn't speak clearly.

Suhang glanced at the time, it was almost 06:30, there was still time.

She didn't care about Cheng Yuzhe's mood, just said "don't make trouble until I arrive", hung up the phone and quickly booked a ticket to Linzhou tonight.

Cheng Yuzhe was mentally underdeveloped, and under Cheng Zhiang's permissive education, which even disregarded black and white, he developed so much that he couldn't see the boundaries between good and evil.

Now that Cheng Zhiang is so anxious to take down Xiao Yige, Cheng Yuzhe's disturbance may not be so easy to stop in the future.

Suhang clenched his phone tightly and leaned back in his chair, his eyes darkened.

Fortunately, when work was over, she went to the rented house to simply pack her luggage, and hurried to the airport before she had time to eat.

The trip was unexpected, but she felt no trouble or other distractions.

Thinking that she could see Xiao Yige many days in advance, besides pleasure, she only had a wish that had been alive all these years: to see Xiao Yige.

The plane shuttled through the clouds, pulling down the night.

Suhang was carrying a small suitcase, a white shirt with black wide-leg pants, long hair and high-heeled shoes, refreshing and simple, and attracted a few gazes as soon as he entered the hotel.

Secretary Qiao, who was lazy at the front desk, rubbed her eyes. I read that right, Director Su is here in person!

She poked Xu Zichen who was standing beside her with her arm, and said in a low voice, "Director Su is here. I'll inform Mr. Xiao that you continue to stare at Cheng Yuzhe."

The young man bent down and responded to her with a smile: "Okay, Miss Qiao."

On the other side, Cheng Yuzhe, who was curled up on the sofa in the reception area, ran over quickly, and had calmed down after crying for several hours.

"elder sister!"

Suhang said sneeringly: "Don't come here."

Secretary Qiao's call to Xiao Yige hadn't been connected yet, she pricked up her ears and smiled secretly, this was similar to Mr. Xiao's "stop" in the afternoon, and he was indeed Mr. Xiao's favorite person.

Cheng Yuzhe almost fell off his feet, and complained bitterly: "Sister, you are angry too..."

Su Hang didn't care about him, looked around but didn't see Xiao Yige, his eyebrows were knotted, and then he looked at Cheng Yuzhe: "I've already told you on the phone what I should say, unless she wants to see you, don't bother she."

She was threatened by Cheng Zhiang, if she didn't relieve Cheng Yuzhe's worries but reprimanded him, it is conceivable that once Cheng Zhiang found out, it would definitely bring immeasurable consequences.

But she didn't want Xiao Yige to be troubled by Cheng Yuzhe, and let her take care of Cheng Zhiang.

The cold moon-like woman did not retreat half a step, exuding an unsharp but penetrating cold aura. This picture was framed in Secretary Qiao's mobile phone and sent to Xiao Yige, with a summary: "Director Su is so cold, I am so cold." so love!"

Xiao Yige was leaning against the window, her cold white complexion was set off by the peach-colored silk nightgown even more fat like jade, the lace of just the right thickness was half loose around her slender waist, and the end was held in the palm of her hand Inside, roll around the knuckles.

Seeing Secretary Qiao's message, she bit her raised lip lightly, and withdrew to dial Suhang's phone.

The man picked it up quickly, and she couldn't help laughing: "Are you here?"

"Well," Su Hang paused, "I'm sorry, Cheng Yuzhe has caused you trouble."

"Is that how you say an apology?" Xiao Yige stopped playing with the tie, a sly smile flashed in his peach eyes, and his voice overflowed with tenderness, "Come to my room."

Linzhou City, which has been in operation for a day, fell silent as the night deepened, and only the neon lights were left on the streets near midnight.

When I used to go to school, I went to sleep after I went home after evening self-study, but now it’s almost twelve o’clock, but I still don’t feel sleepy.

Secretary Qiao took Suhang upstairs in the exclusive elevator of the presidential suite, and said to Suhang when passing through the corridor: "President Xiao told Zichen to arrange a room for Mr. Cheng, and I will ask the kitchen to bring him some food later. , he also brought a cake himself, you don’t have to worry.”

"Thank you." Su Hang nodded politely, even though she was not worried.

Cheng Yuzhe is 25 years old. At this age, ordinary people don't need others to worry about everything, except him.

After all, he is the future ruler of the Cheng family, the well-deserved prince, even if he is mentally disabled, he must be supported.

Cheng Zhiang even plotted against Xiao Yige to pave the way for Cheng Yuzhe's future.

The wall lamp in the corridor extended the shadow of Suhang obliquely, the frost between her brows and eyes froze a little more, and she quietly clenched a hand by her side.

The door of Xiao Yige's presidential suite has been opened long ago. The dark red embroidered gold-edged thick carpet stretches from under the door into the whole room. Looking in from the door, the Nordic-style design has a light and luxurious texture. Being in it is like being in a nobleman in the middle ages. castle.

Suhang couldn't help looking around, "The design style is very good, does she work here?"

Knowing that this is her professional habit, Secretary Qiao followed her and replied with a smile: "Yes, the cities where Mr. Xiao travels on business basically have the company's hotels, and there are many styles of hotels."

Xiao Yige arrived before the person arrived, and floated from the restaurant with a smile on his face: "Director Su never forgets to appreciate the design when he comes to handle private affairs."

Suhang turned around and looked, Xiao Yige, after taking a shower, had beautiful long curly hair of honey tea brown, and the peach-colored silk nightgown softly wrapped her slender figure, revealing her tenderness and charm in the middle of the night. Expressed to the extreme.

Suhang couldn't look away, just staring at her quietly.

Secretary Qiao hadn't felt the slight swell yet, so she reported to Xiao Yige: "Mr. Xiao, I've told Zichen as you said, and Cheng Yuzhe didn't make any more trouble, and has already gone to rest."

"Okay." Xiao Yige answered Secretary Qiao with his lips, but his eyes only looked at Su Hang, and stopped in front of her.

Suhang pursed his lips and returned to his senses, Meifeng frowned unconsciously: "Cheng Yuzhe came to disturb you, why didn't you tell me?"

It was agreed to share both happy and unhappy things, if Cheng Yuzhe hadn't been rejected and called her, would Xiao Yige plan to deal with it by himself.

Her face was used to being cold, and when she reprimanded Cheng Yuzhe from below, she showed a rare stern look, and her whole body was surrounded by low air pressure, which could be easily felt even in photos.

This feeling is now clearly and vividly in front of Xiao Yige, but it is fundamentally different from his attitude towards Cheng Yuzhe.

Suhang in the photo is indifferent and alienated, but Suhang in front of him has Xiao Yige in his eyes.

Xiao Yige's heart was so soft that he couldn't help reaching out and rubbing the center of her frowning brows with his fingertips, and he smiled softly with tolerance towards her: "Why are you so fierce, I want to find you when I'm done working at night. Let’s talk about it while chatting, who knows he will complain to you.”

Is this an important matter for Cheng Yuzhe? It's worth their energy to talk about him during dinner time.

Going down and explaining to him face to face is already giving him face, who knows that he will complain to Suhang, which makes Suhang go this hard.

But looking at it this way, at least Cheng Yuzhe didn't do anything bad.

Su Hang's brows warmed up, as if he had been rubbed really loose, all the low air pressure in his body dissipated, and even his voice became soft: "I'm not fierce."

Xiao Yige withdrew his hands and smiled without saying a word, only the ghosts believed that she was not evil.

Secretary Qiao stared blankly at the side, roaring inwardly.

With a gentle and pampering tone, is this Mr. Xiao? !

And why is Director Su so obedient? The survey data clearly said "not easy to get close to". If this is called not easy to get close to, how easy is it to get along? !

Before she could go any further, Xiao Yige's gaze turned: "Qiao Qiao, go and rest."

"...Ah, yes." Secretary Qiao shivered, pouted reluctantly before leaving.

Xiao Yige raised his chin and signaled Suhang to go to the entrance: "Go change your shoes, and then come back."

Suhang had no doubts, he turned around obediently and went to change his slippers.

Xiao Yige shook his head with a smile, he is really good-looking, Xiong Xiong wants to be a little mischievous, no one has discovered this side of Suhang for so many years.

Thinking of this, an unspeakable sweetness melted in her heart.

A thick round bamboo tube was placed on the dining room table, along with a plate of stewed meat and a crystal clear jelly-like dessert.

Xiao Yige slowly opened one side of the bamboo tube, revealing the fragrant rice inside.

Stepping on slippers, he came to her side gently, "Are you hungry?"

Xiao Yige didn't raise his head, and carefully opened the bamboo tube while explaining to her: "Flying at this time, you can't eat anything on the plane, so I'll ask someone to prepare a copy of the dinner I ate tonight for you."

Bamboo rice is of course not ordinary white rice. The condiments, rice fragrance and bamboo fragrance blend together. There are hot stewed pork and dessert next to it, which is tempting to whet your appetite.

After opening the bamboo tube, Xiao Yige gently pushed Suhang onto the chair, "Eat."

Seeing her follow the chair beside her and sit down, the corners of Su Hang's mouth slightly raised, and he took the spoon on the table to eat the bamboo rice.

After tossing and tossing for a while, only then did I have the opportunity to enter the topic.

Xiao Yige picked up a topic while pouring water: "I let Cheng Yuzhe stay in the hotel tonight, but tomorrow I will ask someone to let him go back to Linghai. What do you think?"

According to the survey data, Suhang has always resisted the members of Cheng's family, and only gave Cheng Yuzhe some kindness because he was special.Suhang also said that the reason why he agreed to help Cheng Yuzhe was because he wanted to see her, so Suhang's attitude towards Cheng Yuzhe became even clearer.

In addition, Secretary Qiao said in the message just now that when Su Hang entered the hotel tonight, he was cold to Cheng Yuzhe.

Cheng Yuzhe's role to them is the same, they are all to be able to see each other, so at this time she should properly express that she doesn't like Cheng Yuzhe's attitude.

As soon as a mouthful of fragrant and soft rice was put into his mouth, Su Hang nodded first, and after swallowing it, he agreed: "Yes."

Xiao Yige raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly: "What about you?"

Suhang stopped scooping up the rice, turned his head and frowned slightly: "What am I?"

"Ask you if you want to go back tomorrow," Xiao Yige sighed while talking, and then reached out to touch her brow, "Why do you like to frown so much, so fierce."

Su Hang involuntarily twitched his lower eyelashes, let his fingertips smooth his eyebrows meekly, and said softly, "I want to stay for a few days to find design inspiration."

Xiao Yige's fingers brushed along Suhang's eyebrows, reaching the forehead and flowing down through the black hair, then parted his red lips lightly: "Then rest at my place, there are vacant rooms in the suite."

Suhang nodded, "Yes."

Xiao Yige smiled with satisfaction, she couldn't help but think about how Cheng Yuzhe will report to Cheng Zhiang when he returns tomorrow, and whether Cheng Zhiang will vent his anger on Suhang.

No matter what happens, she will not let Suhang be hurt by the Cheng family again.

It was close to one o'clock in the morning after Suhang had dinner, Xiao Yige let her live in the next room, and went to make a glass of milk while she was packing her luggage.

The night is silent, looking out from the window of the room, a few stars with weak light hang pitifully in the night.

Su Hang took his nightgown and passed by the window, caught a glimpse of it by accident and stopped to go to the bathroom.

"Go to bed early." Xiao Yige came in and put down the milk, not intending to say too much.

The extremely cold land has to be landed step by step, and a little progress each time is enough for her, too much anxiety is not worth the loss.

Suhang didn't look back, looked out the window and said in a leisurely voice: "Do you still remember that the class teacher in the first year of high school once said that people who can get along with me naturally before going to bed when they grow up are either good friends or lovers."

At that time, she didn't understand the meaning, why would someone other than her family get along with her so intimately.

She has never thought of this sentence for so many years, and she has never let go of her guard against anyone except her mother.

Until this moment, she naturally accepted being in the same room with Xiao Yige, only then did she realize that Xiao Yige had obviously just taken a shower, including the last milk tea delivery, Xiao Yige was also in such a relaxed state.

Xiao Yige vaguely thought of her feelings, and smiled casually: "I haven't said a few words for three years, but after the reunion, I can sleep under the same roof."

Suhang couldn't help but curled up his lips, turned around and said, "It's a wonderful feeling."

She brought up the topic, of course Xiao Yige would not let it go easily, grasped another important point in the teacher's sentence, and asked seemingly unintentionally: "What about the identity other than friends, have you ever had it? "

She didn't understand Suhang's emotional field through investigation, but wanted to feel it personally through deepening the relationship. Whether she had it or not, expressing it in person would always have information that the cold investigation results could not convey.

Su Hang shook his head naturally: "No."

Xiao Yige hid a smile in his eyes, stretched out his hand to caress the warm milk cup, and asked again: "Then do you want to have it in the future?"

This time Suhang didn't answer quickly, his eyes were even a little confused, and he said after a few seconds: "I don't know, I can't imagine it."

Xiao Yi stopped his movements as a singer, his smile gradually disappeared, and he felt a little helpless again.

Suhang should have never been in a relationship before. It seems that she has never even had an ambiguous relationship. She is not sure about her sexual orientation, but this person still looks like she doesn't know if she wants to fall in love. What a difference.

But fortunately, she is a blank sheet of paper, and there is still time to render the final image.

"Rest early." Xiao Yige let out a long sigh of relief, and turned to leave the room.

"Yi Ge," Su Hang suddenly stopped her and walked to her side, "Do you have time tomorrow?"

Xiao Yige raised his eyebrows expectantly: "Why, ask me out?"

Su Hang nodded, "Linzhou is a famous city of classical culture, I want to go out for a walk to find inspiration. If you have time, would you like to come with me?"

She thought that they were all in the same room, but they had never gone out to do anything together. How could there be such a friend.

Xiao Yige thought for a while, and said honestly: "I have some work to do, if you can wait for me..."

Suhang agreed without thinking: "I can wait for you, as long as you want."

This sentence instantly brought them back to the script at the birthday party. Suhang in that plot was waiting for Xiao Yige to return from abroad. The affair wants to steal Xiao Yige away together, to comfort the pain of waiting for many years.

"Suddenly you seem to be in that script..." Xiao Yige bit his lips and smiled lightly, crossing his arms around his chest and speaking half of the profound words.

Suhang also raised his lips, and then said seriously: "Then give me a chance to repeat the ending and let me steal you away."

Xiao Yige didn't have any small thoughts when she said that she had to deal with work first. She did have an important project in Linzhou this time.

Linzhou is famous for its classical culture, and the foundation of the domestic antique industry is stationed here. Many brands have also taken a fancy to this cup of tea, and they have moved in with the classical culture in different ways.

The Xiao family's Huasheng Group is originally in the hotel industry, and the hotel is a product of modernization. At first glance, it has nothing to do with classical culture, but an inspiration was proposed at a recent meeting: a modern hotel is an ancient inn.

As a result, Xiao Yige's eyes fixed on Linzhou.

Since coming here on a business trip, she has been very busy before dark every day. Even if Suhang is here now, she even used her tablet computer to read documents during breakfast the next day, without saying a few words.

"Chinese style elements must be used, and the audit checkpoints should be tightened for me, and the risk and responsibility should be written in the contract."

While talking, Xiao Yige put down the sandwich in his hand, got up after taking two bites, smiled apologetically at Su Hang across the table, and went to the study with the milk.

"Mr. Xiao, the project document is confirmed..." Secretary Qiao flipped through the document and came in. Out of the corner of his eye, Xiao Yige stopped talking and raised his head, "Uh, good morning, Director Su."

Suhang nodded as a promise, and held the half-eaten sandwich with an upright demeanor, so serious that he didn't seem to be eating breakfast.

Still wearing a neat white shirt, she looked very out of place, and the sandwich was replaced by a document, which was more in line with her look.

Secretary Qiao closed the document and carefully asked with a suppressed smile, "...Director Su, isn't breakfast to your liking?"

"No." Su Hang paused, seemingly hesitating, "Is she always like this these days?"

"Which kind?" Secretary Qiao just finished asking, when she saw Xiao Yige's breakfast, which only moved two mouthfuls, "Ah...not really, Mr. Xiao will come out to continue eating when he is almost busy."

Suhang's mobile phone on the table quietly and frequently popped up messages, but she didn't pay any attention, and didn't ask Secretary Qiao again, saying, "Go and do your work."

"Okay..." Secretary Qiao didn't know what she meant, so she couldn't ask any more questions, so she went into the study with the folder in her arms.

Xiao Yige had already hung up the phone, was checking emails on the computer, and went to get milk to drink.

Secretary Qiao put down the document, and reported solemnly and disgustedly: "Mr. Xiao, Cheng Yuzhe has been sent away. When this guy left, he was crying and kept calling Director Su, and even sent messages and calls, but I see his appearance... ...Director Su should have ignored him."

Xiao Yige said "Yes", and said without looking sideways: "Qiao Qiao, inquire about the delicious and interesting things in Linzhou during this time, so that you can take them back with you."

Cheng Yuzhe left as soon as he left. She didn't have the time to care about Cheng Yuzhe's anger and comfort. She had more important things to do.

Every time she goes to a place, she will send some souvenirs back to her parents and close friends, and it is the same when she is abroad.

Secretary Qiao knew her habits, and replied with a familiar smile: "Understood, I have to bring an extra copy this time, don't I?"

Bring an extra copy?

Xiao Yige raised his eyes suspiciously, met Secretary Qiao's rather ambiguous eyes, and then smiled suddenly: "Do your job well."

"Of order!" Secretary Qiao grinned, stood upright, saluted and slipped out.

Souvenir to Suhang...

Xiao Yige took a deep breath, she didn't know what Su Hang liked, and Su Hang in the investigation report had no other hobbies except design and archery.

Do you want to send a bow?

She smiled and shook her head, temporarily abandoning thinking about this question.

Remembering that she hadn't finished her breakfast yet, and that Suhang was left outside by her, she tidied up the documents she had just opened and went back to the dining room.

It's just that Su Hang finished his breakfast and was not in the dining room.

Before she had time to feel sorry, she saw a sticky note next to the plate.

[Eating breakfast intermittently is not good for your stomach, so I asked Secretary Qiao to order you a bowl of porridge, and I will go back to my room to work first. 】

The handwriting is elegant and powerful, and it has the same cool and airy charm as the people in Suzhou and Hangzhou.

The disappointment of not being able to have breakfast together was firmly suppressed by these words, Xiao Yige's eyes softened, and he held the note in his palm.

She seemed to think of something to give Suhang.

As soon as she was busy, she arrived in the afternoon, speeding up her horsepower to finish today's work, and finally made it in time to go to Suhang at five o'clock.

This time is neither early nor late, the spring breeze has passed, and the afterglow is still brewing.

Xiao Yige came to Suhang's room, the door was not closed, and his thin body was sitting by the window facing the direction of the door.

The person lowered her head slightly, holding a tablet in one hand and typing on a mobile phone in the other. Her silky long hair was hanging obediently behind her, and the clear sky outside the window framed her. She was still the same as she was in high school. appearance.

The ray of warmth he got in the morning warmed up at this time, Xiao Yige walked over lightly.

Her eyes glanced at Suhang's mobile phone screen from top to bottom, the "Mom" on the top, and the word "blind date" in the message.

The corners of the lips sank before they could bend, and the words of greeting stuck in their throats.

Blind date, will she go?

Last night, she said that she couldn't imagine having a lover. Would she accept the current way of getting married by the elders?

His thoughts turned back and forth in an instant, and Xiao Yige couldn't say a word.

Sensing the approach of the scent of roses, Suhang raised his head and put his phone off the screen: "Are you done?"

Xiao Yige suppressed the sudden emotion in his heart, and said with a smile, "Well, what about you?"

"It's just drawing something casually." Suhang folded his phone and tablet, stood up and looked out of the balcony, "it's almost dinner time, I heard that there are many antique buildings in Linzhou, every night it's like traveling back ancient times."

Xiao Yige's eyes caught up with her profile, and gave her unique patience: "It's just right, I'll take you out for dinner. There are many restaurants in Linzhou that serve antique food, and we can go shopping at night."

This piece of white paper has not been soaked in ink, no one knows what kind of picture will appear in the future, it is too early to lose it now.

She smiled slightly at Suhang who turned back, and the suppressed emotions just now dissipated a lot.

Linzhou is famous for its classical culture, and has specially built relevant scenic spots to truly restore the charm of traditional culture from the outside to the inside.

Xiao Yige took Suhang to find an antique restaurant for dinner. The diners who passed by were all dressed in Hanfu. If they were not carrying bags or mobile phones, they really had nothing to do with the long-gone era. different.

After dinner, when the sun sets, each building is lit up with carved lanterns of various colors, and the classical charm becomes stronger with the night.

They walked out of the restaurant, and there were classical-style shops along the road. Passers-by dressed in Hanfu often passed by, making them look out of place in modern attire.

It is the first time for Suhang to come here, and the usual dull and accustomed appearance inevitably adds some novelty: "The classic flavor here is very strong, and even tourists consciously put on Hanfu to blend in with the environment."

Xiao Yige smiled, "Because the theme here is very clear, and the people who come to play are also interested in classical culture."

She couldn't help but look at what she and Su Hang were wearing.

They also came for the classical charm, but they didn't consider to fully integrate into it. Among so many passers-by, they were more like inspecting.

She smiled helplessly because of this idea, and then she had a flash of inspiration, reached out and grabbed Suhang's sleeve, and winked slyly at Suhang who turned around: "Do you want to change clothes?"

"Huh?" Su Hang was puzzled and curious.

"Follow me." Xiao Yige played tricks, grabbed Suhang's wrist and walked forward quickly.

It is impossible for tourists here to change into Hanfu at home before coming here, and it is not practical to buy clothes just for the trip, so Hanfu rental is one of the hot businesses in this place.

Xiao Yige looked up, picked the nearest Hanfu shop, and pushed Suhang, who was silent and accommodating because he didn't know it, to the door.

There are quite a few customers in the store, most of them are young girls, or come in groups, a few bring boyfriends, and they all choose the right style with the help of the salesperson.

A salesperson who was about the same age as Xiao Yige Suhang was packing up, and when they came in, he greeted them: "Welcome, welcome, you two can take a look around, call me if you like it."

The novelty in Suhang's eyes became heavier, and he looked around at the Hanfu on the display shelf.

The science popularization of Hanfu here is thoughtful, and the dynasty and specific use of the style are popularized on the listing of each Hanfu, so that guests can better understand what style they want.

Xiao Yige didn't look at it much, he just smiled at the salesperson and said, "I want to buy, not rent."

Most of the people who come to play rent it for a few hours to better integrate into the scene and shoot when playing, and rarely buy a whole new set.But some people don't like to wear what other people have worn, let alone so many people have worn it, so every store will also have brand new stock.

The salesperson knew that it was the boss, and quickly welcomed them into the room.

"There are also many new styles of Hanfu. If you have a favorite dynasty style, I can recommend it. Our clothes are made by professional Hanfu designers, and the materials are as traditional as possible. Take a look.