Quick Transmission: Host, don’t touch the boss, he’s going to kiss you

After struggling and hesitating for a long time, Maizi plucked up the courage and was about to say something "from the bottom of his heart" to Aning.

Aning's cell phone on the table rang. She picked it up and frowned slightly after seeing the caller ID.

When the ringtone prompted her for the second time, she got up from her chair, made a gesture with Maizi to answer the phone, said "hello" and walked out the door.

Taking advantage of his height, Maizi squinted his eyes and noticed that the name of the caller was the same as the person who was chatting with Aning earlier.

Through the glass door, Maizi could clearly see Aning's expression, which was a little angry but more helpless.

Under the warm light, the girl lowered her head and looked at the toes of her shoes. A layer of halo appeared on her body, as if she had stepped on the light.

After answering the phone, both of them fell silent across the screen.

When something happened to the Yuan family, the first thing the Song family did was to clean up their relationship with the Yuan family, for fear that the Yuan family's affairs would implicate the Song family.

Song Ziyu was also ordered not to contact anyone from his original family at home. It was not until Aning left the capital that Song Ziyu was allowed to go out.

At that time, Aning had already left, and no one knew where she had gone. Song Ziyu only contacted people later.

The two are very good friends, and they are even better partners in dancing. If nothing happened to the Yuan family, the two of them should be practicing in the same dance room at this time.

It was Song Ziyu who broke the silence first: "Ningning...how are you lately?"

Aning looked at the bustling crowd on the street and replied calmly: "It's good. If you are here for WeChat, then we have nothing to talk about."

Song Ziyu on the other end of the phone paused, obviously not knowing how to answer the call. He took a relieved breath and said, "But Ning Ning, are you really willing to give up dancing? Give up Beijing dance? Give up all your previous efforts? Give up too I…."

"Song Ziyu, you should know my current situation." Aning interrupted his next words coldly.

"I don't want to give up if I can, but the reality is that I have to give up."

"Don't waste your efforts, dance well, it will be good for us all."

After listening to An Ning's words, Song Ziyu suddenly couldn't say the words he had thought of. After a moment of silence, he asked her to take good care of herself and just tell him if she needed help.

He knew her concerns and helplessness, and he also hated that he couldn't do anything to help.

Maizi was always paying attention to An Ning. When he saw tears in the girl's eyes, he thought about going over to send a piece of paper. As he walked to the door, he heard An Ning say: "Your father should have told you about the engagement. From now on, Keep in touch less.”

Maizi is someone who can't keep his mouth shut. When he heard the first half of Aning's words, he was stunned. Before anyone could finish his words, he walked blankly towards Xie Xingzhou. When he saw the young man's calm expression appearance.

Thinking back to what Aning said about the engagement, I couldn't help but conjure up a lot of bloody pictures in my mind.

His brother Xing can’t be three, right?

Earlier, he saw that the person on the phone had sent a text message to Aning that was like a short composition.

Texting is nothing.

The key is that Aning was so absorbed in watching that she didn't even notice someone standing in front of her and wandering around for several minutes.

The more Maizi thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. If it was really what he thought, he had to save Brother Xing!

So Maizi talked in a roundabout way in front of the man who was repairing the computer.

For example, so-and-so's girlfriend cheated on someone, and then the first wife sent Na San to the hospital, or his cousin broke up with her boyfriend of three years because of a boy she just met... and so on.

Xie Xinghe frowned, glanced at him coldly, and said inexplicably: "What exactly do you want to say?"

His eyes were very sharp and intimidating. When he looked at her like this, Maizi immediately shut his mouth.

The tall man who was 1.9 meters tall looked a little aggrieved at the moment, and was so stunned that he didn't dare to say a word.

Still with the help of the man in glasses, he hesitated for a long time before saying what he just heard from Aning.

Sure enough, there was something strange on Xie Xinghe's face after listening, but he quickly returned to normal, and then started tinkering with his computer again, seemingly not caring at all.

The other two people at the scene saw a different scene. They thought that Xie Xinghe was pretending to be calm, but in fact, he was already filled with grief and could only rely on diverting attention to numb himself.

At this time, Aning also finished the phone call. She rubbed her eyes, and as soon as she sat down, two sets of eyes fell on her.

It's Maizi and the man with glasses.

Their eyes were a little searching, making people feel slightly uncomfortable.

Aning: "?" Is there something on her face?

While Aning lowered his head to take out his bag, the two looked at each other in tacit understanding. The man with glasses pushed Maizi and motioned for him to speak.

Maizi didn't want to, but the man with glasses said something in his ear, and he stood up coquettishly.

The chair made a screeching sound. Aning was startled by the sudden sound and got goosebumps all over her body. She stopped looking at the mirror and stared blankly at "Franky" who was getting closer and closer to her.

"What's wrong, Maizi?"

"It's okay. I just saw that you were not in a good mood. Was it because of that phone call?" Maizi looked at her with such innocent eyes, and the words he originally wanted to say forcefully softened a bit.

Aning didn't expect that Maizi was so attentive and could actually tell that she was not in a good mood.

However, the phone call she answered did affect her mood, mainly because she thought about the time when the Yuan family had an accident and the art exam.

She thought about it and felt that it was not a big deal, so she smiled at Maizi and said, "It's partly because I originally took the art exam, but for some reasons, I came here."

"So the art exam came to nothing. My friend is an art exam candidate like me. He hopes that I can go back and continue to take the art exam."

"Then why don't you go back?" Maizi asked curiously.

"Mai Zi!" Xie Xinghe raised his eyes and glared at Mai Zi, his eyes full of warning.

When Maizi met Xie Xinghe's cold eyes, he was frightened, and then he pursed his lips and raised his head.

The tall Maizi made this aggrieved expression, which looked very funny.

Aning never expected that a tall and "mighty" man like Maizi would be afraid of someone as "weak" as Xie Xinghe.

Her eyes flickered between the two of them with unclear meaning. After a few seconds, she took the initiative to break the deadlock: "Because I have transferred schools here."

The girl said this calmly, and her beautiful eyebrows seemed to shine under the dazzling light.

After hearing this, Xie Xinghe stopped moving the mouse hand and raised his eyes to stare at her quietly.

The light shone on his eyes, like a strange dark shadow, so dense that it couldn't be dissolved.