Dear Mr. Shi

Song Qinghuan was taken aback for a moment.

Seeing her looking at herself, Si Jianan raised the wine glass in his hand, and there was a kind of British gentleman's demeanor between his gestures.

Frowning slightly, Song Qinghuan looked away, and didn't plan to pay attention to the man who looked particularly light.

Turning around, pretending not to see her greeting, Song Qinghuan walked over to Li Chengyu.

When Li Chengyu looked back at her, he glanced over there subconsciously, his eyes always chasing Song Qinghuan's Si Jianan.

"I want to go back and rest." Song Qinghuan was a little tired, raised his finger and nodded the position of his temple.

Li Chengyu checked the time and asked Song Qinghuan to sit by for a while, and then take her to her place to rest.

There was no way, Song Qinghuan had to find a quieter place to sit down.

Si Jia immediately moved forward, holding the cup in front of her, smiling evilly: "Song Qinghuan!"

Song Qinghuan was surprised. He actually called out her name. When he introduced her just now, he and Mo Liusha were not there, so it is impossible to know, and it shouldn’t be known that her name is Song Qinghuan. You should know that Li Chengyu introduced her just now. The name of the Li family, Li Qiaoxi!

So, how would he know?

"You are...!" Although Song Qinghuan had doubts, she always kept a slight smile on her face, trying her best to be polite.

Si Canan wickedly curled the corners of his lips, "Why? Don't you know me?"

to know him? She really didn't know the tall man in front of him with an evil smile.

There is no such man in my own mind.

Si Jianan sat down beside her: "Think about it again, don't you really remember me?"

After eight years, he didn't expect that he would see Song Qinghuan again, and he would still be in Q City and Li's house.

Si Jianan is very famous in the city of Q. He is not famous because he is the second generation of rich, second generation of red, and second generation of officials.

It was because he started from scratch himself, founded an online company with one person, and was acquired by Li Chengyu for 200 million yuan, thus becoming a model among his peers born in this era, a celebrity in Q City.

More importantly, he is only 25 years old this year, and he is handsome and evil, and he is the favorite of many celebrity daughters and rich ladies.

Song Qinghuan shook his head, "I'm sorry, I really don't know you."

"..." Si Jianan smiled, with deep disappointment on his face.

But then I thought about it again, too, I won't know him if I change to someone else. After all, he is no longer the dark, thin and weak boy eight years ago. He should be very different from what he was then.

More importantly, he changed his name.

He used to be called Si Xiangbei, and lived in the most dilapidated room with his greedy poor and seriously ill grandmother. The embarrassment of life made him always taciturn, timid and inferior, and even a little autistic.

Except for his grandmother, there is only one girl who once gave him warmth.

When people are in their most desperate times, the abusive sentiments they get are extremely precious.

So over the years, he has always kept a place in his heart, waiting for her to appear, of course, there must be some mixed in it, his youthful feelings, at that time he had a hazy heart for her.

People always remember the first heartbeat.

In fact, after his living conditions gradually improved, he had looked for her, but could not find the girl named Song Qinghuan who had been at the same table with him for a year.