"Five or six years old?" Song Ziyi stared at her with big eyes and looked at her in surprise, "You... are you practicing gymnastics or dancing?"

Jun smiled lightly and didn't say anything.

In fact, it is not gymnastics or dancing.

But...

kill!

Thinking of those things that happened when he was a child, Jun Qing subconsciously raised his right hand and looked at it.

The palms and fingers in sight can play the most beautiful piano sound.

If Di Lin hadn't been to that island, if he hadn't brought her back...

This palm is probably covered with other people's blood.

As the elevator was on the way up, Song Ziyi stood on the side of the elevator, staring at the girl leaning against the elevator wall.

At this time, Jun Qing was not as arrogant as he had just been in the gym, and only quiet in his eyes.

But it was this calmness that added some indescribable and mysterious things to her.

For some reason, Song Ziyi always felt that the girl in front of her was different from the "Jun Xing" who Wen Ruowan told her that she could only pout and stare, and was extremely coquettish and could not act at all.

When the elevator reached the ninth floor, Jun Qing took back his mind from his memories and walked out of the elevator.

"Hey!" Song Ziyi chased out, "Why, I'll order breakfast for you?"

I originally thought that Jun Qing would definitely make things difficult for her.

Who would have thought that the other party didn't ask for anything, and Song Ziyi himself felt embarrassed.

Jun Qing turned her face and met the big almond eyes, and raised her lips: "A cup of skim milk, eggs need to be cooked... By the way, I have recently controlled my body fat. Don't put salad dressing on salads, just add a little sauce."

Song Ziyi stared at her slender waist, reached out to pinch her waist, and curled her lips.

"It's true that I'm a devil. I don't even put salad sauce. No wonder my waist is so thin!"

...

...

Jun Qing returned to the room, washed away the sweat from his movements, and still changed into loose clothes and did not wear makeup.

Zhao Yiyi sorted out the emails she needed to deal with and briefly explained the situation to her. After replying to the email, Jun Qing called Lin Xiangwan to communicate about work.

The two walked out of the room together and prepared to go to the restaurant for dinner.

Several people were already standing in the elevator, Wen Ruowan and her assistant.

"Jun Qing, it's early!"

In front of everyone, Wen Ruowan smiled like a white lotus.

"Everyone, sister Wen!"

Jun Qing also followed suit, and her smile was even innocent and simpler than hers.

Everyone took the elevator to the restaurant. When they saw Jun Qing from afar, Song Ziyi immediately stood up from the table and waved to her.

"Jun Qing, here!"

Wen Ruowan came over with her assistant and looked at the way the few people were talking from afar, and couldn't help but frown.

Yesterday, the Miguo Film and Television CEO invited him, and Wen Ruowan was also invited.

During the meal, Wen Ruowan sighed intentionally or unintentionally about Song Ziyi's affairs, which was to provoke the relationship between Song Ziyi and Jun Qing, and to use her to target Jun Qing.

Seeing Jun Qing leading Zhao Yiyi towards Song Ziyi, Wen Ruowan couldn't help but frown.

"Is this Song Ziyi sick? Jun Qing snatched her character, and she got involved with Jun Qing?!"

The assistant curled his lips, "That's just a silly sister, I can't help it!"

Not far away, Huo Jincheng and his assistant also entered the restaurant, heard the conversation between the two, and frowned slightly.

Seeing Huo Jincheng, Wen Ruowan winked at her assistant and smiled.
Chapter completed!