Xingyuan was afraid to see his face and expression, then looked at the man and nodded.

"OK, I'll shorten the time, but Chengfeng, please help me settle it first!"

Nangong Han didn't reply. Then he took the coffee on the table and tasted it slowly.

……

In the villa, when an Xiaojing was preparing for lunch, she suddenly received a phone call from Leng Yichen.

"Now come to the second floor of Empire group hotel!"

The man on the phone, the tone is still flat.

An Xiaojing doesn't understand what this is, but she has no right to say no.

Simply clean up yourself, and then go to the Empire group.

In a high-end western restaurant, Leng Yichen sits by the window. He looks very quiet.

Especially, when the whole person doesn't speak, an Xiaojing thinks that the person in front of her is the man in the studio.

It's just that the men in the studio won't be here.

"Are you looking for me?" She went over.

"Sit down first!" Leng Yichen simply opens his mouth and takes a look at the woman in front of him. He finds that even if she doesn't dress up, she is unexpectedly beautiful.

and the faint fragrance of tea that she always emanated is no smell of any perfume.

"Lengshao is in a good mood today?" An Xiaojing asked, even if she didn't like Leng Yichen, she had no reason to quarrel with him in such a good place.

Soothing music rings in my ears, and Leng Yichen's voice begins to sway with the music.

"What would you like to eat? That's to bring you to a good meal! "

An Xiaojing was a little surprised. What happened to this man? She said such a word to herself.

"I don't need to be cold and spend less. What I eat at home is very good. I don't choose what I eat."

An Xiaojing said this because she didn't believe Leng Yichen would be kind to her for no reason. After such a meal, there might be some unequal treaties between them.

She's not going to be bought off by a meal.

"Order!"

Leng Yichen opens his mouth to the waiter and asks an Xiaojing to help herself.

Two people ate half an hour, the atmosphere is very embarrassed.

After all, in such a romantic place, there are few couples who are relatively speechless.

An Xiaojing secretly glances around. All kinds of lovers talk and laugh, and even enjoy eating in a western restaurant. Some people take generous selfies, and others forget to feed.

And to her and Leng Yichen here, in addition to the face of that person is very silent, meticulous face, nothing happened.

This meal really made people feel aggrieved and uncomfortable.

In the whole process, she wanted to fast forward and leave here.

"Are you hungry?"

Leng Yichen looks at an Xiaojing sitting opposite her. Every dish she just comes up with is like a hungry wolf. She quickly sweeps all the food on her plate.

The food in my plate has hardly moved.

"Yes

An Xiaojing whispered a promise. She just wanted to eat up and leave soon.

"Take your time. It's bad for your stomach to eat so fast!"

Leng Yichen has some preaching tone, and then gracefully cut the steak and put it in his mouth.

An Xiaojing despised him in her heart. Eating slowly means staying with him for a while. However, she didn't ask herself if she wanted to stay with him for so long?

An Xiaojing slowed down her meal a little, but her mood was still not high.

"President, today is your birthday. We made a customized cake for you. This is a cake. I hope you enjoy it."

All of a sudden, the waiter pushed a table and there was a beautiful cake on the table.

An Xiaojing is a little stunned this time. Today is Leng Yichen's birthday?

How come no one ever mentioned it?

Besides, isn't lengshao's birthday supposed to be a celebration with everyone?

And now? This man chose to celebrate his birthday alone with himself.

"Put it here!"

Leng Yichen said to the waiter, then continued to eat the food on his plate as if nothing had happened.

An Xiaojing was confused.

She didn't even know what to say.

"Your birthday today?"

"Yes

"Then why not stay at home with Uncle Lin and them? Or, with other people in the company, your friends, Nangong Han and them? "

This is the best way to open the birthday, not to celebrate with him alone.

"Birthday, isn't it interesting to have more excitement?"

An Xiaojing's problem turned into a spring, pouring out of her mouth."Or dawn? Don't you remember the dawn? "

"Don't make a noise!"

Leng Yichen listened to a lot of her questions and finally came up with these words.

He just wanted to be alone with her, that's all.

"Birthday, every year, every year in my side are they, this year for you, not happy?"

In his heart, there was a premonition that an Xiaojing would leave her soon, and she would not be by her side for every birthday in the future.

This kind of feeling spreads in the heart of some abrupt, but he can't escape.

And I don't know whether I can't see the person in front of me or not.

"I'm a little flattered!"

An Xiaojing is frank, but her tone is very joking.

She doesn't need Leng Yichen to attach so much importance to herself. Besides, birthday is just a happy time with her family and friends.

She couldn't understand Leng Yichen's intention of portraying himself as such a lonely image.

The sky outside the window is getting dark, and the colorful neon lights are also on.

An Xiaojing looked out of the window, thousands of lights, from this view, it was really beautiful.

He pulled his head back, and there was only one candle on the cake. Since it's this man's birthday, it's better to sell him a smiling face.

"Make a wish!"

She lit the candle. In the light of the pale yellow candle, Leng Yichen's face was a little warmer.

And the warm color of his whole people in the past have been dispelled.

Facing this beautiful face, an Xiaojing was in a trance.

If his character is so pure and good, it would be very good.

Leng Yichen moved the corner of his mouth, then put his hands together and closed his eyes.

Then, blow out the candle.

"What's your wish?"

An Xiaojing asked casually.

"I'll be with you every birthday."

This answer sounds very hypocritical.

At least that's what an Xiaojing thought. She couldn't help sneering. Leng Yichen hates himself, and he can't see himself well. Does he have to be so boring every year?