passing each shop one by one. Every time he passed a familiar storefront, memories associated with Su Ke Xin would pop up, blocking him completely. 。Ke Xin used to love the sweet and sour pork ribs a...“Emotions aren’t something I can control.” Yang Qingfeng gave a wry smile, paused for a moment, and then asked, “Since you don’t agree to me, I hope that day you can really refuse everyone. If you can’t refuse them all, can I be your first choice”
Yang Qingfeng's tone was laced with a hint of probing. Yang Ning didn't know why he was so insistent on dancing with her. After much thought, she remained silent for a long time before finally nodding her head.
Anyway, she's definitely going to refuse this dance in the end.
"Alright, even though I don't know what you have in mind, let's just call this a meeting gift from friends."
Upon hearing this, Yang Qingfeng smirked, the gloom in his heart finally beginning to dissipate.
A few days later, the celebration banquet for "The Reign of Glory" was about to begin. In these few days, Yang Ning had been busy with business performances and film selections, without any time to spare.
On the day of the celebratory banquet, Yang Ning had finally finished recording the interview and was about to check the address and leave in a hurry when his phone rang.
Without even having time to look at the screen, Yang Ning immediately picked up the phone and said in a hurried voice: "Hello What's up"
"Meeting you downstairs."
Four simple words made Yang Ning stunned. This familiar voice, it was clearly An Tianxiang.
How did he find his way here
I rushed to the celebration banquet, no time to chat with you.
Yang Ning was truly anxious now. There was only half an hour left until the agreed time, and her voice became increasingly agitated, completely forgetting that she was facing a formidable figure.
"When did I give you the right to speak to me like that" An Tianxiang's voice was cold and displeased from the other end of the phone. Yang Ning was taken aback, only then realizing that the person on the other end of the phone was a formidable man.
With a sigh, she glanced at the elevator that had already reached the first floor and hurried out of the building. "What's going on, boss"
If you can't look down on him, then just lift him up to the heavens.
"Feeling good, coming to pick you up."
Holding the phone, An Tianxiang noticed Yang Ning's attitude had become submissive. A lot of his resentment dissipated at once.
He rolled down half of his car window, his eyes scanning the entrance of the building for Yang Ning's figure.
When he saw a woman in a coat and long hair come out of the door, he immediately signaled the driver to stop the car in front of her.
"Well, what are you still doing there"
Before the two could hang up, Yang Ning stared at the luxurious car that had inexplicably appeared before him. Hearing An Tianxiang’s voice on the other end of the phone, he instantly understood—it was his car.
Through half the car window, Yang Ning couldn't see the people inside at all. She hesitated, unsure whether to get in or take a taxi instead.
As the promised time drew nearer, yet the prolonged companionship with An Tianxiang brought her a sense of unease.
"Must I open the door for you"
A low voice came from inside the car, and Yang Ning shivered at its tone. It seemed that if he thought for another two minutes, he wouldn't be able to go anywhere.
"Where dare I trouble Your Lordship."
Yang Ning hung up the phone, forced a smile, and got into the car with a complicated mood. The warm air inside enveloped her instantly.
"Ugh, it's freezing out there." Yang Ning shut the car door and sat by the edge, not daring to look at An Tianxiang.
She wasn't afraid of him, but she always felt a strange sense of unease. To hide her embarrassment, she pretended to warm her hands by cupping them, as if dispelling the chill.
"Is that so" An Tianxiang tilted his head and glanced casually at Yang Ning. Seeing that her coat wasn't very thick, he naturally took off the gloves from his hands and threw them to her: "Here, put them on."
Looking at the black gloves thrown in front of her, Yang Ning was taken aback. She pursed her lips, as if trying to suppress certain emotions that were welling up inside her.
"I don't want it." Yang Ning turned his side, handing the gloves to An Tianxiang. Only the night and the hazy lights outside the window outlined a vague silhouette.
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