Xiaobaihua is not pretending anymore!

In the library, Song Zui slowly packed his things, sharpened the pencils for tomorrow, and carefully packed He Shanting's birthday present in his schoolbag.

He has no doubts about hosting a banquet. Doesn't Princess He just like new clothes and banquets?

He took the time to open the door and returned home, He Shanting held a suit in his hand and said, "Try your clothes?"

Song Zui knew that it was something he couldn't afford, but it would be embarrassing for He Shanting to wear the 200 yuan clothes, so he took the clothes without any hesitation.

Because he was worried about being late, he hurriedly changed his clothes. Even when he looked into the full-length mirror, he didn't realize that his shirt buttons were missing two buttons until the man stood behind him.

"I'll tie it for you."

He Shanting stood behind him and naturally helped him button his buttons.

It was the most expensive clothes he had ever worn. The white coat was tailored to fit, and each button was carefully polished gemstones, but because of the transparent color, it gave off a warm and jade-like texture.

In the mirror, He Shanting looked at him without blinking, wrapped his arms around him and fastened every button, and his slender fingers slowly brushed his bare skin, obviously helping him to dress, but there was an illusion of undressing.

Song Zui looked away shyly from the mirror, and looked down to see that He Shanting was only wearing the Milanese style he usually wears, as if the protagonist of the banquet was not He Shanting, but him.

Bai Wenqiu got out of the car and followed the leader into the Siming Hotel. This hotel has been extremely famous since the last century. It is difficult for ordinary people to make a reservation, but it is only the tip of the iceberg of He Shanting's private property.

The lobby of a luxury hotel has always been a place of beauty and splendor. Some have half-walled emeralds, and some have sharks in seawater tanks, but Siming Hotel only puts an oil painting.

"The picture seems to be Gerhard's?"

The leader identified the painting astonishing.

Bai Wenqiu is not very interested in paintings, but he has heard the name of Gerhard, a contemporary artist born in Germany, who set the highest sales price at Art Basel in Switzerland the year before last.

It can't be said to be the best painter, but it must be the most expensive contemporary painter. However, He Shanting obviously doesn't like this painter, otherwise he wouldn't put it in the hotel.

Bai Wen asked Qiu Xin not to put it on the banquet, and looked for Xu Ning's figure as soon as he entered the hall, and finally saw it by the door, but the leader didn't tell him to go.

He could only greet the leader with a glass of wine, and finally the leader thought of him behind him: "Go on your own."

He immediately put down his wine glass and went to Xu Ning's side. He was relieved to see that Xu Ning had no other companions, and lowered his posture to speak.

"I was too impulsive when we met last time. I shouldn't have said that I beat Song Zui and made you angry." Bai Wenqiu bit his lower lip and said, "But there is something wrong with you, isn't there? You are so fierce to your boyfriend."

He swallowed his anger and acted coquettishly at the same time, he knew very well that Xu Ning would take this trick, and he used this trick to catch Xu Ning to death in the past.

Confusion appeared on Xu Ning's face, and he didn't understand why Bai Wenqiu still asked him to discuss the topic last time.

"Didn't we break up that day?"

This sentence made Bai Wenqiu's expression very ugly. He tried his best to suppress his temper and said, "I cried most of the night when I went back that day. All I could think about was your kindness to me. I regretted that I didn't cherish it before."

Although he deliberately lowered his voice, people around him still looked over. He suppressed his discomfort and asked, "Can we not break up?"

No matter how hard Xu Ning couldn't support the wall, he knew that today was his uncle's birthday party, and he was afraid of making his uncle angry if he started a fight: "Let's talk about it next time."

"You can say it today."

Xu Ning's face was full of helplessness, his attitude of letting things go was already obvious, why didn't Bai Wenqiu let him go, he was not at all like the previous Bai Wenqiu.

After a while, when Bai Wenqiu heard Xu Ning say no, the people around him looked at him curiously and sympathetically, and he pinched his hand white to save face.

The pain from his hands made him numb. Fortunately, it was not a gathering of the second generation, and not many people knew him.

Song Zui changed his clothes and got on the bus to Siming Hotel. When he got out of the car, many people surrounded He Shanting to please him. They were either the boss of some company or the executives of the group in the news.

If a white phosphorous bomb is thrown at the entrance of the hotel, it is estimated that the Shanghai Stock Exchange will open at the limit tomorrow. He guessed that the security work is very strict. As expected, there are guards outside the hotel.

Song Zui was not interested in socializing, so he left He Shanting and went to the banquet hall by himself, but he didn't hear the conversation behind him.

"Is that kid still in college?" "A freshman in a prestigious school." He Shanting's voice was flat and flat, "I haven't studied much and published a lot of papers, and one of them was a top domestic journal."

The person who asked the question originally had a little contempt, but when he heard that Song Zui was able to publish a paper as a freshman, that contempt turned into respect, no wonder He Shanting's tone was full of pride.

Many years later, Song Zui wondered where those people on the Internet who swore that he could get full marks in the exam without reading books came from.

The boy walked to the banquet hall to eat something. He asked Assistant Fang for a dessert list, and stepped into the hall while looking down at the list.

The moment he walked in, the huge hall was silent, because she was so beautiful, her skin was smudged with a thin white glaze, her drooping eyelashes were as black as a crow's feathers, and her partial lips were so gorgeous that they glistened with water. .

Like a well-groomed little rose.

Even if he just looked at things quietly, he could attract everyone's attention, except Bai Wenqiu, who was careless about who's young master came.

He was already humbled enough, but Xu Ning stomped his face on the ground, just in time his eyes caught Song Zui by the door: "Did you break up because you fell in love with Song Zui?"

When Song Zui heard his name, he put down the dessert list. What does it have to do with him when the two broke up? In terms of seniority, he is an elder.

Unexpectedly, Xu Ning was silent.

Song Zui didn't know what was going on in Xu Ning's mind, he didn't want to look at him more in the past, but now because he broke up with Bai Wenqiu, he seemed to have done something.

He mercilessly denied: "I have never taken a fancy to him."

Xu Ning's eyes were extremely gloomy, he opened his mouth but didn't dare to refute, like a big dog being scolded with his head down.

Bai Wenqiu met with a sneer: "Are you wanting to refuse or welcome? Why don't you catch up with how he came in today."

As soon as he said a few words, Xu Ning took his hand, as if he was afraid that he would hurt Song Zui, but Xu Ning was worried that he would offend He Shanting, and Bai Wenqiu's suppressed anger immediately came up.

"Don't pull me if we break up." He turned to Song Zui with an angry smile, "Look at the clothes on your body, there are more than 50 pieces inside and outside, it's not that it can't be made by hand, this is also Xu Ning Is it for you?"

Song Zui looked at the irrational person in front of him coldly.

Frustrated.

He wasn't going to argue with the lunatic, he put on nice clothes and didn't want to fight, besides, he and Bai Wenqiu had a quarrel, and in the future they either couldn't get back at him or beat him back.

But it's not that simple to let He Shanting hear it.

Bai Wenqiu thought that Song Zui was weak and gave in, he stepped forward to grab the young man who turned to leave, at this moment He Shanting came down to the outside of the hall surrounded by the crowd.

He stared blankly at the face of the mixed-race face, and the young man who was grabbed by his sleeve slowly said three words: "You are finished."

Bai Wenqiu didn't understand the meaning of Song Zui's words, and even Xu Ning looked at him as if he was dead, hiding behind the pillar, wishing to separate himself from him.

Until He Shanting cast a cold stare at him, his legs and feet became weak all of a sudden, and he comforted himself that the other party looked like this to everyone, even his own nephew.

However, what he didn't expect was that the usually indifferent man said to Song Zui intimately: "Come here."