"Two babies in the belly also need to eat. Isn't it normal for the appetite to increase?" Chang Yuehan smiled softly. She had some fat on her face, but it was just right. When she smiled, there were two small, shallow little lips. Dimples, very beautiful.

"That's right." Luo Xingkong looked down at his belly with a smile, his face full of happiness.

The two babies in her belly also need to eat, but why is all the flesh growing on her body?

She was still a little depressed when she thought about how fat she was, and she was afraid that she wouldn't know how fat she would be when she gave birth.

Although she thought so, her hunger still dominated her and she finished a large bowl of rice, then drank a bowl of soup, and ate all her two favorite dishes!

"Are you full?" Chang Yuehan asked gently.

Luo Xingkong nodded: "I'm full, I'm a little full."

He smiled and stood up: "Let's go then."

The two of them immediately walked out of the private room together.

"Beware!"

Because she suddenly opened the door and went out, a waiter was carrying the dishes but turned back to talk to her colleagues, so she didn't see them suddenly coming out. The tray in her hand happened to be a large bowl of steaming chicken soup and meat dumplings.

Seeing that she was about to hit Luo Xingkong, Chang Yuehan wanted to pull her back quickly, but he was afraid that he would use too much force and hurt the baby in his belly, so in desperation, he stepped forward and blocked her. Front.

"oops!"

The waiter didn't react in time, and the bowl of boiling chicken soup dumplings still knocked over Chang Yuehan.

"I'm sorry, sir. I'm really sorry. Are you okay?" The waiter was very frightened and worried about losing his job.

You must know that this is Juxiang Building, and the customers who can dine here are rich, powerful and status people. They, the little waiters, cannot afford to offend them.

Luo Xingkong on the side was also frightened, and asked nervously and worriedly: "Master, how are you?"

The corridor was carpeted, and although the bowl of chicken soup dumplings was knocked over, there was no sound.

Chang Yuehan looked at the soup on the chest of his suit and frowned slightly.

He glanced at Luo Xingkong: "It's okay."

"Is it hot?"

He shook his head, wondering if he didn't want her to worry.

Not all of the soup was poured directly on him, but it still spilled a large amount, seeping through the thick suit and shirt, and the burning sensation could still be clearly felt on his chest.

"I'm sorry, sir. I was responding to my colleague just now, so I didn't see you. I'm really sorry..." The waiter bent his body at a 45-degree angle and didn't dare to look up at Chang Yuehan, so he could only apologize desperately.

Chang Yuehan didn't embarrass her: "Forget it, it's okay."

The waiter was so grateful that he hurriedly brought a napkin from a nearby private room and hurriedly wiped the stain on his chest.

Chang Yuehan was a little uncomfortable with the touch of a strange woman, so he subconsciously took the napkin in her hand: "No, you go and do your work."

The waiter looked guilty: "I'm really sorry!"

"fine."

After saying that, he glanced at Luo Xingkong: "I'll go to the bathroom to take care of it. You wait for me here."

Luo Xingkong nodded: "Okay."

Turning around, I saw the waiter still standing there feeling aggrieved and remorseful, like a child who had done something wrong and was waiting to be punished.

"It's okay, go and do your work."

It wasn't until she spoke that the waiter left apologetically, and came back to clean up the mess on the floor after a while.

After a while, another waiter brought chicken soup and fresh meat dumplings again and delivered them to the private room diagonally opposite where she was standing.

Because it happened to be in front of her, when the waiter pushed open the private room, she took advantage of it and looked over.

I happened to see a familiar profile face.

Yan Beichen...

No matter how long it took, her heart would always fluctuate when she saw this face again.

The door of the private room slowly opened from half open to fully open. Soon, the person sitting opposite Yan Beichen was also in her sight.

She is a delicate and beautiful woman.

Luo Xingkong was stunned for a moment.

In the entire private room, there were only Yan Beichen and that beautiful woman.

The woman was elegant and generous, with a light smile on her face, and she was chatting and laughing with Yan Beichen.

"By the way, in this design, there is a person whose work is very unique." The woman looked at Yan Beichen opposite, with a meaningful expression on her delicately made-up face, and said thoughtfully: "Have you seen it?"

"See." Yan Beichen's expression suddenly became thoughtful.

There were begonia flower elements on that design, which suddenly reminded him of that night at Diwei.

That woman also had such weeping begonias on her chest.

"What are you thinking about?" Shen Manxi frowned in surprise and looked at him.

I thought he would discuss the work, but he suddenly fell silent and fell into deep thought.

"No." Yan Beichen raised his head and glanced at Shen Manxi.

Shen Manxi always had an elegant and calm smile on her face: "Is it my imagination?"

"what?"

"The president of our T University, the richest man in the world, actually has complex emotions and desires?"

Yan Beichen raised his eyes, and his clear eyes were stunned for a moment.

He and Shen Manxi are classmates. They studied together at T University abroad. Later, Shen Manxi joined Nefeel, which he just founded, as a designer. They have stayed abroad these years and have not seen each other very often, but they have always been there. connect.

Shen Manxi returned to China this time mainly for the design award.

Luo Xingkong couldn't hear clearly what they talked about. He only saw her and Yan Beichen chatting and laughing, and their relationship seemed to be very unusual.

Shen Manxi is beautiful and elegant, unlike Sheng Yiyi who is arrogant and vulgar.

At this time, Yan Beichen's phone rang at the right time: "I'll answer the call."

After glancing at Shen Manxi, Yan Beichen stood up with his mobile phone, obviously going to pick it up.

As soon as I came out, I happened to see Luo Xingkong standing in the corridor at the door.

He was stunned for a moment, his deep and clear eyes resting on her face for a few seconds, then he quickly took it back and walked not far away with his phone.

In the private room, Shen Manxi's eyes followed Yan Beichen's back and looked at the door of the private room.

As Yan Beichen left, Luo Xingkong's eyes met Shen Manxi who was looking over from the private room.

The moment their eyes met, she was stunned for a moment. When she was about to look away, Shen Manxi suddenly nodded slightly towards her, as if to say hello, with a polite smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Luo Xingkong was stunned for a moment.

She didn't know this woman, and she firmly believed that the woman didn't know her. Maybe it was out of politeness, so she smiled at her.

Such a woman is so dazzling just sitting there that no one can ignore her radiance.

"Let's go." Chang Yuehan's voice sounded behind him.

She came back to her senses and nodded to him: "Yes."

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