Shining Stars: First Producer

Such earnestness impacted Song Moran's heart, making him feel bored involuntarily.

Just looking at each other quietly like this, the atmosphere in the office gradually became dull, depressing, and breathless.

Lu Cheng's hands were churned together vigorously, her knuckles turned white, she unconsciously held her breath, and quietly waited for Song Moran's answer.

Looking at Lu Cheng like this, Song Moran couldn't help but sneer in his heart, and asked casually, "How about the real thing? So what if it's fake?"

When Song Moran uttered the first word, Lu Chengjiao had already clenched his fists, and tears seemed to come out of his eyes.

And after hearing what Song Mo said next, this impulse suddenly relaxed.

Such a drastic mood change made Lu Cheng unable to help but take a deep breath, and the slightly cool air choked into his throat, causing a bit of tingling pain.

It wasn't until now that Lu Cheng suddenly realized that she had been holding her breath involuntarily during the period of time just now, and it was only now that she exhaled slowly.

"I want to know," Lu Cheng stared at Song Moran with wide eyes, and his voice involuntarily weakened.

Seeing Lu Cheng like this, Song Moran frowned involuntarily, got up and walked slowly in front of her, raised his finger and gently wiped her face.

Fingers rubbed together gently, feeling the unmistakable moistness, and said helplessly, "I didn't say anything else, why do you just have this expression?"

The man's warm and rough fingers gently wiped Lu Cheng's face, causing some astringent pain.

"Otherwise?" Lu Cheng asked with a serious expression, "Could it be possible to tell me after everyone else?"

Lu Cheng kept asking questions sentence by sentence, Song Moran couldn't help frowning, and his expression became a little unhappy.

As if he didn't see the change in his expression, Lu Cheng kept talking, "Song Moran, I want to know what is the relationship between us?"

Lu Cheng couldn't help asking, looking at Song Moran's expression with a little panic, the lack of self-confidence in his heart was vividly expressed.

From Song Moran's point of view, the relationship between the two people is a matter of course, and there is nothing doubtful about it at all. Hearing Lu Cheng's words, he looked over with heavy eyes, and asked blankly, "What do you think?"

"I understand," Lu Cheng nodded, exhausting all his strength to stop himself from sobbing, turned around with a blank expression, and wanted to leave.

In her opinion, what Song Moran said has completely negated all the previous ambiguous relationship between the two of them.

Although she wanted to shout and cry in her heart, the only persistence and self-esteem in her heart firmly supported her, preventing her from doing such a thing.

Being able to leave with your head held high is Lu Cheng's best response.

Looking at Lu Cheng's back without hesitation, Song Moran's eyes quickly flashed a trace of doubt. If possible, he even wanted to grab Lu Cheng's arm and ask her what she understood.

But the character that has always been firmly restraining him, he stayed in place and watched Lu Cheng's back as he pushed the door and left.

The movement of the door being closed seemed to be deliberately slowed down, so clear that Song Moran could see all of Lu Cheng's expressions, even the flash of crystal in his eyes.

As if breaking through the last line of defense in his heart, Song Moran even heard the sound of the high wall collapsing clearly in his ears.

Walking forward involuntarily, Song Moran's footsteps seemed to have lost his usual composure, and became hurried.

On the other side, after she opened the door and left, she still didn't see Song Moran's plan to come out to stop her, Lu Cheng was completely disappointed.

Step by step, she hurriedly went outside, with only one thought in her heart, that was to escape, if she could, she even wanted to leave the city.

It seems that only in this way can Lu Cheng let go of his inner distress and grief a little bit, and he can forget a little bit about the person he once liked so much.

The whole person was surrounded by such thoughts, and Lu Cheng exuded a decadent atmosphere from top to bottom.

There was no one else in the whole space, the sound of footsteps from behind rang clearly in Lu Cheng's ears, Lu Cheng stopped involuntarily, she couldn't believe it.

Dally wanting to turn back, but afraid that what he would see after turning back would not be the person he wanted to see. At that time, his disappointment would probably be uncontrollable, Lu Cheng thought.

Various thoughts kept passing through her mind, and Lu Cheng turned her back to Song Moran stiffly, staying there, her fingers clenched into fists, tightly, motionless.

Song Moran walked quickly step by step, and soon arrived behind Lu Cheng, with a generous palm gently resting on her shoulder.

"Why don't you turn around?" Song Moran asked blankly, the strength in his hand was increasing, forcing Lu Cheng to turn around slowly.

Seeing the familiar eyebrows and eyes of the person behind, Lu Cheng should have been happy, but at the moment when the corners of his mouth rose, tears welled up in his eyes.

"What are you doing out here?" Although she was extremely excited, Lu Cheng coughed and asked pretendingly indifferently.

Song Moran pulled him into his arms with force, but his face was buried in Lu Cheng's neck.

The thick warm fragrance rushed into his nostrils along with the unique sweet fragrance of Lucheng, making him want to indulge involuntarily.

"I think you may have misunderstood something," Song Moran said blankly.

"What could I have misunderstood?" Lu Cheng shook her head uncomfortably, her messy hair brushed against Song Moran's cheeks continuously, causing slight itches.

"That person was sent by someone else, I kept her just to find out who is behind him," Song Moran pursed his lips and explained.

After the words fell, he even had time to think in his heart, the only person who can make him bow his head first is probably Lu Cheng.

Lu Cheng wasn't very clear about her own particularity, but this simple explanation was already better than all the sweet words.

She is willing to believe that you say that she is thinking of him in her heart, she is willing to believe in the person in front of her, her own feelings, and the sincerity of the person in front of her.

Hesitating, his fingers grabbed the corner of Song Moran's clothes. He didn't move, as if he didn't feel anything.

After being quiet for a while, Lu Cheng slowly climbed up with his fingers holding the hem of his clothes, and finally landed on his broad shoulders, hugging her tightly.