[You who came from the stars] Bright Light Star

"My brother is talking to brother Jinshuo. Let's go. We just went to say hello together. He will be busy when the reception begins."

Zhang Jinshuo is the heir of the JC Group, the eldest son of the chairman of JC, the same age as Zai Jing, but has never been married.

"Brother, Brother Jinshuo." Huijing walked over to say hello, and Shimei and I also stepped forward together.

"Ah, Huijing is here, long time no see." Zhang Jinshuo greeted Huijing, his eyes turned directly to me, and then he paused for three seconds before starting to speak again, "It's really my honor that Qian Song Yixi can come. It's an honor, she's even prettier in real life than on TV."

He stretched out his hand to me while talking, I'll go, is this going to kiss my hand?My sister is a standard Asian, so I can't stand this.

But he stretched out his hand persistently. I really couldn't refuse the master's kindness. I collapsed and finally reached out to put my hand on his hand. Fortunately, he just touched the back of my hand lightly.

"Hello, I heard that the TV series I filmed this time is invested by your company?"

I was a little uncomfortable by his hand kiss, and my tone of voice was a bit awkward when I spoke. When I finished the first half of the sentence, everyone's faces were a little nervous.

Hey hey hey, Cheon Song Yi will talk nonsense that I don't know how to do it, okay, it's just a little vent.

"I want to say, brother, you have good eyes!"

After listening to my words, all five people present laughed, and the atmosphere suddenly eased up. We chatted a few more words together, and the host of the banquet—the president of JC, arrived.

The president of JC is 65 years old today. The old man has a good complexion and his hair is not all white. He has been in the top position for a long time, which makes his gestures reveal a sense of majesty.

Standing beside him was his wife, who looked only in her early 50s. He heard from Shimei that although this lady is the president's original spouse, the two young masters of the JC Group are half-brothers.But this kind of thing is very common in chaebol families, so it's not surprising.

The president's speech was very short. This concise style is very good. He respects his identity without showing his advantages too much, so that everyone can feel his "master" status just right.

"Didn't he say that his youngest son has returned to China, and he still needs to be introduced today? Why is there no one there?" Shimei murmured softly beside me.

"But it's the second generation ancestor of a chaebol, what's so interesting, but I saw that the reception had already started, and I didn't see a few edible things." I was not interested in the second generation ancestor, and my stomach protested more and more Great, it is more important to care about it.

"I don't care about other people, but tell me what's wrong with your neck." Shimei is really sharp-eyed, and Huijing didn't notice it, but she saw it at a glance.

I touched the wound on my neck covered with several layers of powder, and finally decided to tell Liu Shimei the truth.

"Han Yura."

"What? Dizzy, you guys are fighting again? Did she hit you? Did you fight back?" Shimei was also surprised. She probably thought it was okay for us to quarrel, but actually started fighting. That's a bit too much.

"How could my sister fight her, cut."

"Fortunately. But that sister is really powerful enough to even dare to do it... But your injury is quite serious, so go back and wash off your makeup quickly, and be careful not to leave a scar." She said , took a closer look at my injury.

"Well, I know. Fortunately, I'm not a scarred body. I should be fine after raising it." I waved my hand as I said, telling her not to care so much.

Shimei withdrew her gaze from looking at my neck, but her eyes lit up, and she looked behind me excitedly.

"Ah, it's the director, Song Yi, I saw Director Liu, let's go say hello." As she spoke, she already moved towards the direction of the director's station.

Shimei walked a few steps and looked back to see that I didn't respond. She sighed and showed her incomprehensible speechlessness to me, and then ran to check her presence by herself.

It was rare for Huijing to return to China, and he was dragged around by his brother to greet rich people.

I was so happy that my ears were clear. They are not hungry. It doesn’t mean that I can’t find food by myself. I looked around for a while, and there was still a long table for food. I walked decisively and went straight to the table.

Just when I was about to walk to the dining table in three steps, a figure quickly blocked my eyes.

I was taken aback by this figure that suddenly appeared, and my already throbbing stomach ached because of tension.

Go away, my sister has a stomachache!

But the person standing in front of me is obviously not someone who will walk away because of my slander, and in fact, why did you appear here? !

"We met again. As I said, we will see you on Monday." He smiled, and his pure black suit and snow-white shirt made his temperament very fresh. The playful smiling faces became handsome.

"How will you be here?"

"You are so beautiful tonight!" He didn't answer, but put away his smile, looked at me enthusiastically, then directly took my right hand, and slowly stuck it to his lips.

I was caught off guard by his series of actions, his hand kiss was too weird, his eyes never strayed from my eyes, and the time when his lips touched the back of my hand was infinitely prolonged by him.

After recovering from the shock, I felt that there were already some eyes around us, and I quickly pulled my hand back.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

He didn't stop me from pulling my hand, but he still looked at me so eagerly.

"You don't recognize me? I thought I had left a deep enough impression on you when we met last time." He said, narrowing his eyes slightly, "It seems that we need to introduce ourselves again."

After he finished speaking, without waiting for my reaction, he directly took my hand and strode into the venue.

His steps are very steady, but his walking speed is very fast. I tried to get my hands free several times but failed. The more we walked into the hall, the more eyes we attracted. In the end, it was really hard to fight with him again. There was a lot of tugging.

"Jang Keun Suk, what are you going to do? Are you crazy, let go now."

I warned him in a low voice, but he was unmoved and walked towards the center of the venue without looking back.

"Hey, what are you going to do, let go!" JC's president was standing in front to meet the guests, and if I went there, I was bound to run into them.

This is not a matter of embarrassment and eye-catching. Before being noticed by the president and the others, I decided to put all my eggs in one basket and shake off his hand.

But just when I was about to shake my hand vigorously, he suddenly stopped and turned around. As a result of the sudden stop, I didn't have time to stop and directly stuck to his back.

"Fuck you, let go, the president is going to find us." I pulled his wrist and tried to pull it out, but he pulled harder than usual.

I took a glance from the corner of my eye, the president and the others have obviously noticed our existence, they are saying goodbye to the guests and seem to be coming over?

Now I am really anxious, women are not as strong as men, but women have "weapons", I was just injured by that "weapon" this afternoon, if you don't let go, try its power.

Now he was finally not calm anymore, the sharp blood-red nails trimmed by the make-up artist ruthlessly scratched the back of his hand with bleeding marks.

He, who was also looking in the direction the president and the others came from, gave a sudden shake. I seized the opportunity and pulled my wrist out.

He quickly glanced at the injury on the back of his hand, before he could put an end to this matter, Chairman Zhang and Mrs. Zhang had already walked to us.

"Kevin, you're here." The president's wife's voice sounded quickly, calling Jang Keun Suk very affectionately.

"I'm here, Mom." He quickly put his scratched hand into his trouser pocket, turned around and said with a smile, "Dad, you look so good today, the reception tonight is awesome!"

After speaking, he and Zhang Jinshuo looked at each other strangely for 3 seconds before saying, "Hello, brother."

The old man in front of him patted him on the shoulder approvingly, "Since you're here, let's go, let me introduce you to the elders."

When the chairman was about to go to the stage with his family, he realized that I was still standing behind Jang Keun Suk.

Another second-generation ancestor lurking in the civilian world, with such a prominent family background, is still pretending to be a little teacher at school, it's really terrible.

The moment the president's eyes met mine, I could only choose to bend slightly and greet him politely.

"Father, this is Miss Cheon Song Yi." Jang Geun Suk said and took another step in front of me. We were already close, but now we were almost close to each other.

Zhang Tuhao, if you dare to say "this is my girlfriend" in the next sentence, I swear, you will definitely be unable to step down!

"Oh, she and you are...?" Sure enough, women are sensitive to this aspect. Mrs. Zhang looked at her son decisively and asked questions, her manner and tone became a little serious.

"Us?" Jang Keun Suk glanced at me, received a warning look from me, and smiled, "We met in school."

Count your senses.I said silently in my heart, hurry up and introduce yourself on stage, Second Generation Ancestor.

"Okay, don't keep the guests waiting for too long." After speaking, the president left first. Although Mrs. Zhang still seemed to want to get to the bottom of it, she held back.

"Let's go." Zhang Jinshuo patted his younger brother on the shoulder, motioning him to follow.

Jang Keun Suk indistinctly dodged his brother's hand, took half a step forward, then turned his head, with a rare expression of hesitation and uneasiness?

"You, uh, don't go." He said, took a few steps forward, then turned his head, "It's decided, wait here." After speaking, he pointed to where I was standing now, without waiting for my answer , quickly caught up with his family.

Crazy rich second generation, everyone feels too good about themselves, ghosts are waiting for you.

The president on the stage was already introducing his youngest son who had returned to the country to the guests present.Everyone's eyes were attracted by the shining family on the stage, and the feeling of being overwhelmed finally dissipated.

But at this moment, my stomach protested even more.I have to go back, this kind of pain is getting more and more abnormal, I gently press my hand on the abdomen, God, don't be hungry and get stomach problems.

I turned around and endured the pain and walked out of the venue. Someone's voice behind me was introducing something, it seemed to be about academic qualifications, another Harvard student?Isn't that guy studying biological science?Why do you seem to have studied medicine or something?

When I walked to the front desk, the sound in the venue was almost inaudible. I took out my handbag, supported the table with one hand for strength, and took out my mobile phone with the other. Fortunately, I told Afan to wait for me, otherwise I would be in this state Do you want me to go to the hospital by myself?

Looking at the string of names on the phone screen, I suddenly remembered what Do Minjoon once said about loneliness. Indeed, there are thousands of people in this world who know Cheon Songyi, managers, assistants, fans, relatives, and friends , there are more than 1000 people in my phone's address book, but these people only make me feel lonely at the moment.

Do Min Joon Xi, where are you?What are you doing now?

Have I, the little sand in your long life, been blown away by the wind?