Shining Stars: First Producer

"It's really a very intimate relationship!" Song Moran sighed, his voice didn't have any ups and downs, which made people feel cold.

"No!" Lu Cheng frowned, eager to explain something, but was interrupted by Song Moran.

"I see," he said, and in just a few minutes he had regained his usual composure.

Lu Cheng looked at him suspiciously, and originally wanted to ask him what he knew, but seeing his expression, he couldn't say that.

Song Moran was slowly disappointed when he didn't hear Lu Cheng's explanation. It happened that someone came over at this time, and it seemed that he had some business matters to discuss.

Song Moran turned his back to them and communicated with others.

The business matters were too obscure, and Lu Cheng couldn't understand, so he simply tugged on Bai Xiaofei's clothes, turned and left.

What she didn't see was that Song Moran heard the sound of footsteps gradually moving away from behind, and the voice slowly stopped until someone else urged him incomprehensibly.

After leaving the hotel, Lu Cheng took a deep breath, feeling the warmth of the sun's rays on his body, and then let it out slowly.

"I will probably never like this kind of banquet," Lu Cheng said with emotion, recalling what happened in the short period of time just now.

Bai Xiaofei didn't say anything, his eyes narrowed, his eyes were a little unclear.

The youthful temperament that was originally full of vitality has become a little difficult to distinguish. Lu Cheng can't tell this feeling, but subconsciously doesn't like this change.

"What's wrong with you?" She asked, her expression was so serious that she didn't even notice.

"It's nothing, I don't like this kind of banquet either," Bai Xiaofei said after a pause, feeling the warmth from another person on his arm.

Opening her eyes completely, Lu Cheng could see her figure from there, she knew that Bai Xiaofei didn't tell the truth, and didn't ask questions, just wrinkled her nose childishly.

Bai Xiaofei laughed, and walked forward.

"At that time, there should have been electricity at home, do you want to go back now?" Bai Xiaofei asked.

Coincidentally, as soon as he finished speaking, Lu Cheng clearly heard her own grunt, she felt a little embarrassed, and nodded with her lips pursed.

Bai Xiaofei turned around as if he didn't hear anything, and walked in front, but the corner of his mouth hooked up where Lu Cheng didn't see it.

After returning home, it was already packed. Bai Xiaofei's craftsmanship is really good, not to mention that he consciously wanted to show off in front of Lu Cheng, and the things he made were full of color and fragrance.

There was a large table full of dishes, Lu Cheng almost stared at them with wide eyes, and looked at Bai Xiaofei with admiration.

"You're so good!" Lu Cheng stretched out her thumb, and couldn't help thinking of herself who only knows how to cook porridge.

Thinking of Bai Xiaofei still praising herself that day, Lu Cheng wanted to lower her head.

"What's the matter with you? Are you uncomfortable?" Bai Xiaofei brought out the last dish, and when he saw Lucheng whose head was almost lowered to the ground, he hurried over and asked worriedly.

"It's okay," Lu Cheng shook her head feebly, she didn't want to remind Bai Xiaofei again, it's good that only she knows about such embarrassing things.

Bai Xiaofei was still a little worried, Lu Cheng had to stand up and go around in circles to convince him.

Bai Xiaofei rubbed his nose, and hastily changed the subject under Lu Cheng's playful gaze, "Taste it quickly to see if it's delicious!"

It has to be said that it was a very successful decision to use this to change the subject. Lucheng has long coveted these dishes that constantly exude aromas to attract him, but it is only because Bai Xiaofei is still busy, and as a guest himself I'm sorry.

"Then I won't be polite!" Lu Cheng said, all her actions showed her impatience.

Feeling the deliciousness coming from his mouth, Lu Cheng's eyes widened, and he said vaguely, "It's delicious!"

Looking at her appearance, Bai Xiaofei felt very satisfied in his heart, and said with a light smile, "Then you should eat more."

Lu Cheng nodded, looking around the dining table, looking for his favorite things.

When it was finally over, although there was not a mess of cups and plates on the table, there were very few left.

Lu Cheng sat beside her and looked at her results on the table, her face full of disbelief.

Although she doesn't restrain herself like other girls in order to lose weight, she hasn't had such a hearty meal for a long time.

Satisfied and sat on the chair for a long time, Lu Cheng slowly walked to her home, and the bad things she experienced at the party in the afternoon have been forgotten by her.

At the party scene at this time, Su Xiaoyue was forgotten by everyone, standing there alone, waiting for Song Moran to be alone.

Ever since Tang Chen said those words, Su Xiaoyue made inferences, fearing that Song Moran would not be able to get drunk, so she simply asked someone for some medicine powder.

There is no harm to the body, but it will make people unable to control their own behavior and follow the most primitive desires in their hearts. It is usually used in nightclubs.

It took a lot of effort for Su Xiaoyue to get these things based on her own identity, and the things she finally got were held in her hands.

The business Song Moran was talking about has also been taken down, and he just waited until Monday to sign the contract, watching people slowly leave him, and the surroundings became quiet.

Song Moran involuntarily remembered the conversation between Lucheng and the two of them just now, and drank the wine in the glass with some irritability.

Song Moran walked out the door alone. His purpose of coming today has been achieved, but the atmosphere in the dance now makes him a little unbearable.

"Good opportunity!" Seeing the back of Song Moran walking out alone, Su Xiaoyue was a little surprised, and hurriedly followed, but at the same time, she didn't forget to take a glass of wine and put the things in her hand.

Seeing those powders disappearing quickly in the liquor, Su Xiaoyue raised the corners of her lips in satisfaction, she could almost imagine how she would successfully become Mrs. Song after this day.

Everything is his own, money and wealth and the person who is above him.

Indulging in her own fantasy, when she opened her eyes, Song Moran was almost at the door, and Su Xiaoyue hurriedly followed.

"President," Su Xiaoyue yelled, her voice was so soft that it was impossible to imagine the ambition and ideas in her heart.

Song Moran didn't seem to hear it, and didn't mean to stop at all.

Su Xiaoyue gritted her teeth, feeling that the voices from the side seemed to be mocking her, so she squeezed the cup tightly to cheer herself up.

"Su Xiaoyue, it's nothing, after tonight he will be able to let you do whatever you want!" Su Xiaoyue said in her heart, and the expression on her face slowly adjusted.