Hidden Marriage Chief Marry One Get One Free

Song Yan had an inexplicably bad premonition in her heart, as if trouble was about to hit her door.

Especially when she was about to look away, she saw the female artist put down her wine glass and walked towards her.

I don't know if it's because the high heels don't fit well or the skirt is too long. The female artist walks slowly, but her eyes are fixed on Song Yan, which makes people feel more and more uncomfortable.

Song Yan's heart skipped a beat, and the bad premonition grew stronger.

She is not familiar with this female artist, not to mention that there are conflicts ahead. No matter what the reason is for the other party to come to her, Song Yan is not very happy to deal with it, so she chooses to deal with it coldly, turning her eyes away as if she didn't see her, and indifferently He smiled and greeted Jiang Li and other screenwriters, then turned and walked to the bathroom.

"Hey! Song..."

Behind her, the female artist saw that she clearly saw her, but turned around and left as if she didn't see her. She almost cried out in desperation, and then she realized the surrounding environment, bit her lips tightly, and anger and resentment burst out of her eyes firelight.

Song Yan didn't care about the piercing eyes behind her, and walked straight out of the banquet hall. After turning the corner along the corridor, the thick walls blocked one after another of unclear sights behind her, making people feel much more relaxed in an instant.

Song Yan was relieved for a moment, and before she had time to relax, a male voice of astonishment suddenly came from not far in front of her.

"Yanyan?!"

Song Yan's footsteps stopped, and her expression froze for a few minutes.

She could tell who the voice was.

In this world, there is only one man who can call her that...

Song Yan lowered her eyes, the expression on her face became indifferent in an instant, she calmly raised her eyes, and saw at the end of the corridor ahead, Su Muchen was wearing a gray suit, with a tall body and a full face. He looked at her in surprise and astonishment.

He was holding a light yellow long coat in his hand, both in color and style, it was obviously women's style.The style is similar to Song Xuewei's usual dress, it should be her clothes.

Song Yan suddenly remembered that what Song Xuewei was wearing today seemed to be a strapless dress, a light and elegant goddess style, with most of her shoulders exposed, as cold as it looks...

At this time, Su Muchen hurried over with his coat, probably because he was worried, so he specially sent clothes to Song Xuewei to keep warm, right?
It's really deep love.

It's touching.

Song Yan thought so in her heart, but there was an indifferent expression on her face, her dark pupils were as calm as the night.

Su Muchen didn't notice the change in her attitude, and there was only shock and joy in his heart.

He did come here to deliver clothes to Song Xuewei, but it was not because he cared and loved Song Xuewei, and was afraid that she would take the initiative to come in the cold, but because Song Xuewei called him many times for no reason, and said coquettishly and complaining She was very cold, so he insisted on bringing her a coat.

Su Muchen was still in a meeting at the company, but a good meeting was interrupted by Song Xuewei's serial calls. The other company managers at the meeting became impatient, and Su Muchen himself also had a headache.

He originally wanted to ask the secretary to come and deliver the clothes, but Song Xuewei refused to agree. She pretended to be pitiful and angry on the phone, making Su Muchen feel helpless. In the end, she left her job and came to give her clothes in person. send clothes.

But Su Muchen never expected that he would see Song Yan again in the hotel named by Song Xuewei...

Moreover, it was different from the previous paleness and weakness.

The woman in the gorgeous long dress in front of him looks radiant, with delicate cheeks, beautiful eyes, and a graceful and slender figure like a demon, so beautiful that it makes people dream about—it is not at all what he imagined. Miserable and helpless?

Su Muchen stood there in a daze, the surprise and astonishment in his eyes faded little by little, and he couldn't recover for a while.

Do not know why.

Seeing that Song Yan was in high spirits and seemed to be having a good life, he should have felt relieved and satisfied.

However, at this moment, Su Muchen didn't feel this way at all. Apart from the surprise and astonishment at the beginning, in the deepest secret corner of his heart, there was a slight sense of loss.

Why are you lost?
Song Yan seemed to be living so well, her face was rosy, and she became more energetic, unlike the last time she saw her, even though she tried her best to cover it up, she still showed a little bit of sadness.

However, it was precisely this that made Su Muchen feel lost.

It turned out that one day, even if Song Yan stood in front of him, she would no longer feel sad for him...

Such a discovery made Su Muchen feel very uncomfortable, and there was even a hidden uneasiness, as if something that had belonged to him for many years suddenly disappeared.Even if I didn't care about this thing before, but because of the inferiority of forming a habit, I always have an uncomfortable feeling in my heart.

Su Muchen instinctively refused to think about the source of this discomfort, and focused on Song Yan.

He strode towards her, but when he wanted to get closer, he found that she frowned slightly in displeasure, and her body seemed to want to retreat. She was a meter away.

"..."

Song Yan really wanted to step back, if possible, she even thought it would be best to pretend that she didn't see Su Muchen, and pass by without seeing him.

It's a pity that Su Muchen obviously doesn't think so...

He didn't even give her a chance to pretend to turn a blind eye, and walked straight towards her, but stopped at a safe distance from her, leaving her with no reason to retreat, and could only stand there frowning, watching What the hell is he trying to do.

"Yanyan..."

Su Muchen's eyes were complicated, he wanted to say something but held back, and finally he just asked worriedly, "I've called you a lot recently, why didn't you answer?"

Why did she pick it up?
Song Yan rolled her eyes in her heart, only thinking that there was something wrong with him, which was inexplicable.

Since the last time I happened to meet outside the bar, Su Muchen had called her more than 100 times in a full half a month, with an average of seven or eight calls a day, which is even more exaggerated than debt collectors.

Song Yan was so annoyed by the harassment that she didn't have the patience to deal with him at all, so she simply blocked him, and never cared about him again.

But hearing Su Muchen's tone now...

Could it be that after she blocked her, he still persevered in calling her every day according to the frequency? ?

Isn't this a brain disease? !
He didn't get through even after making so many calls. Everyone knew that he must have been blocked, so he continued to call... What exactly is he trying to do?
Song Yan didn't think there was anything else to talk about between her and Su Muchen. They didn't even have to be friends, so naturally they didn't need to keep in touch.