After the divorce, the CEO begged me to get back together

Xu Yilin made a gesture to pick up the phone to make a call, "If you are in a hurry, can I call her for you?"

"No need." Song Qian stood up and approached Xu Yilin.

The height of the two is about the same, but Song Qian has a sense of oppression and fierceness, Xu Yilin's eyebrows are raised, and there is no feeling of being suppressed by him, but the wantonness in his eyes is more and more obvious.

"Welcome Xu Shao to attend my wedding with Sangsang."

Even after hearing Song Qian's words that sounded like a demonstration, he still didn't change his face, and raised his eyebrows, "I hope I can have the opportunity to participate."

Qin Sang had a comfortable day, and she had long forgotten that Song Qian wanted to come to her. When she came out to check her mobile phone, she realized that she had received a lot of missed calls, including Meng Xiaowan and Xu Yi. Lin's, and...

Songkran.

There was only one missed call, which was particularly eye-catching among the phone numbers.

Qin Sang hesitated for a while, but in the end she didn't call back, but deleted all the missed calls.

She never promised to let him come to her today.

But there are some things that cannot be avoided. When Qin Sang went to the art museum early the next morning, he saw Song Qian sitting in the reception room. He was sitting as stable as a mountain, and Meng Xiaowan next to him was beating drums in his heart.

Could it be that Song Qian didn't go back last night?

It was not easy for her to ask Mr. Xu, and she didn't dare to neglect him. When she was struggling, she raised her eyes and saw Qin Sang, as if seeing a savior, and shouted.

"Sister Sangsang!"

Hearing Meng Xiaowan's voice, Song Qian raised his eyes and looked sideways, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw the woman passing the reception room straight, as if she hadn't seen him at all.

Qin Sang went straight to her office. She just entered with her front foot, but when she was about to close the door with her back foot, the door was blocked by a big hand.

"How not to answer the phone?"

Qin Sang sneered, he wasn't the only one who didn't answer the phone she didn't answer, making a fuss out of a molehill.

"I had something to do yesterday."

Qin Sang didn't intend to close the door forcibly, and turned around and sat at the desk to sort out the materials to be used today.

"I said, I'm here to pick you up, but you're not here." Song Qian strode in.

Qin Sang didn't raise her head, "Have I agreed?"

Song Qian was startled, "What?"

Qin Sang's rhetorical question made him a little overwhelmed. Before the meeting he proposed, Qin Sang would always show up on time, almost never breaking the appointment, but he never seemed to think about the question she asked.

"Song Qian, I was the one who ran after you before. I'm tired of running, and I don't want to follow you anymore, do you understand?"

Song Qian narrowed his eyes, restrained the domineering momentum just now, "Now you have time."

"No, didn't you see that I'm at work, Mr. Song?" Qin Sang pointed to the door, "Please go out."

Song Qian didn't move at all, and asked coldly, "When you called me that day, Xu Yilin was there?"

Qin Sang was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant by asking this question, but he tried hard to suppress his emotions so as not to be led astray by him, "If you don't go out again, I will hire security."

"Answer my question."

Qin Sang took a deep breath, "Is it meaningful to answer your question? We're not married yet, so you don't care who I'm with when."

"But I'm still your fiance, so I have the right to control you."

Qin Sang:? ?

Which law stipulates this?

Qin Sang laughed angrily, she simply put down the things in her hand, stared into Song Qian's eyes and said, "As long as I think about it, the position of your fiancé will be replaced at any time, whether that person is Xu Yilin or someone else It won't be you, Song Qian."

Their sudden meeting ended up being unhappy.

Qin Sang slowed down for a long time, thinking of the way Song Qian left with a dark face just now, he felt inexplicably refreshed.

"Sister Sangsang, Mr. Song... I have been looking for you for two consecutive days. What's the matter?" Meng Xiaowan asked very tactfully. In fact, she wanted to know if Sister Sangsang needed help, and she was willing to help at any time!

Meng Xiaowan's words reminded Qin Sang, and she was so busy trying to get angry with him that she forgot about the business.

Thinking about agreeing to Song Xin, Qin Sang had another headache.

Forget it, this favor will have to be repaid sooner or later, not to mention that Song Xin has always been very kind to her, when Qin Sang was thinking about how to tell Song Qian about this again, her phone vibrated.

"This afternoon, I'll wait for you to get off work."

After a while, another one came.

"is it okay?"

Qin Sang, who watched the news, raised the corners of his lips unconsciously. It seemed that Song Qian still listened to what he said just now.

And Meng Xiaowan looked at Qin Sang's expression, and fell into confusion again. Is the CP she knocked on really true?Or did she hit the wrong CP from the beginning?

In the afternoon when Qin Sang was finishing the work, Xu Yilin knocked on the door.

"Enter."

"Aren't you afraid that Song Qian is coming again?"

Xu Yilin teased, and lay lazily on the sofa beside him, but Qin Sang saw the thick concealer on his face at a glance, and didn't answer his question, "Why do you like makeup all of a sudden?"

The smile on Xu Yilin's face froze for a moment, then he smiled again, "Why, don't you also think that a man who loves makeup is a sissy?"

Qin Sang's eyes flickered, she put down the tools in her hand, walked up to him, and took out her mobile phone.

"I've known you for so long, and I haven't had a photo with you yet."

She raised her phone and took a selfie pose, but Xu Yilin didn't lean her head over for a long time, seeing her strange behavior, "What game are you playing?"

Qin Sang looked at him with an aggrieved tone, "Why, you think I'm ugly and don't want to take a photo with me?"

Upon hearing what she said, Xu Yilin's heart softened, he smiled slightly, and moved closer to her face, "Let's shoot."

The moment she pressed the camera button, Xu Yilin quickly turned his head and planted a kiss on her cheek.

Qin Sang's hand also froze in mid-air, but soon, as if nothing happened, she raised her phone again in dissatisfaction, "The picture just now was not good, take another one."

Xu Yilin's doubtful eyes gradually turned into truth, and he smiled, "Okay."

After the filming, Xu Yilin asked unintentionally, "Why do you suddenly remember that you want to take a photo with me?"

With her back to Xu Yilin, Qin Sang picked up tools and continued to carve on the work, with a natural tone, "Of course I am preparing for winning the award. When I win the award, you must be the first person to thank me. When the time comes There must be a VCR, without our group photo, how can we show that we are the best partners?"

Listening to Qin Sang's orderly long series of explanations, Xu Yilin just smiled without saying a word, but there was a faint, almost invisible sadness hidden in his eyes.

Before Qin Sang got off work, Xu Yilin left.

It's just that Qin Sang didn't expect to finish it off. It was already dark outside.

Qin Sang walked out of the art gallery with a tired body, but saw a black Cayenne parked beside the gallery for an unknown amount of time.

Song Qian... Could it be that he has been waiting until now?