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In Tang Lingwei's perception, this man should be fat and shrewd, but the reality is exactly the opposite of her fantasy.

She frowned and looked at the handsome yuppie man.

Compared to Su Xiujin's innate sense of oppression, that man gave her the feeling of a polite devil. His eyebrows were stunning, vaguely implying spring, but giving off a feeling of indifference and alienation.

"Eat." Surprised by her gaffe, Tang Lingwei quickly looked away and asked Su Xiujin to eat in a low voice.

Song Jingming's senses were extremely sensitive, and the second Tang Lingwei looked away, his sharp and frivolous eyes went straight to her.

This woman...why does she look so familiar?

As if sensing Song Jingming's strange scrutiny, Su Xiujin raised her eyes lightly, just in time to meet his probing eyes.

Electric sparks were flying between the two sides, and there was a stance of fighting on the spot.

This is a contest between men like kings in two places, and it is also a temptation for each other.

"Check out that couple." In fluent French, he ordered the secretary to investigate the two. Song Jingming sat down with his back against the two, not going to continue to peep.

"That man is a stubble." After just looking at each other for a few seconds, Su Xiujin felt a huge sense of oppression. He continued to lower his head to eat, but he always felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Tang Lingwei didn't understand what he meant, she just thought that Su Xiujin was worrying unnecessarily: "We have no grievances or enmities with him, how did you see that something is wrong with him?"

"Sometimes there is no need to communicate with each other to form an enmity, it only needs to look at each other, and you can feel his malice."

In fact, Su Xiujin didn't understand why he had a strong dislike for Song Jingming at the first sight. This was just an inferred feeling based on intuition, and Tang Lingwei didn't really believe it: "Maybe he is not this kind of person."

Song Jingming was far away in Paris, the three of them should have never met before, so how could there be any grudges?

"I have heard about Song Jingming. He was originally the son of the Song Group in China, but he voluntarily came to Paris to develop and developed a lot of skills. Maybe we have some connections before."

Not planning to meddle in these nosy matters, after Su Xiujin finished eating the steak, she also picked up a piece of meat for Tang Lingwei: "Eat more."

Accepting Su Xiujin's kindness to her with a smile, Tang Lingwei felt a little full: "I seem to be full, let's go."

What Tang Lingwei said, Su Xiujin responded. The two cleared the table and got up. They were about to go outside to have a look, but they were stopped: "This couple, please stay."

The visitor spoke a fluent French accent, but Tang Lingwei didn't quite understand it, so she looked at Su Xiujin, who had a cold expression: "Is there something wrong?"

It seems that it is necessary to learn a foreign language. Even if the translator is not present temporarily, Su Xiujin can communicate with foreigners with a calm expression. This is Tang Lingwei's dream and elusiveness.

"Sir, there is a gentleman who wants to have a chat with you." The visitor first glanced at Tang Lingwei strangely, then turned around and smiled with Su Xiujin.

"I'm sorry, my wife and I have something to do, so I won't accompany you." With a sneer on the corner of Su Xiujin's lips, he refused Song Jingming's invitation.

The man's expression was a little uneasy, but he couldn't say anything. He just said stiffly: "Sir, that gentleman really wants to know you, and I hope you can give him a chance."

Really unable to take it anymore, Tang Lingwei spoke aggressively, and interrupted the man's entanglement in broken English: "Sorry, we are really in a hurry, and we don't plan to talk to that gentleman."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the restaurant.

These people were not fools, so it was natural to hear that Tang Lingwei's English was half-baked. Compared to Su Xiujin's eloquent conversation, she was like a joke at this time, and could only be reduced to a foil for men.

Seeing this, the man who had been staring at her lewdly before could not help but put on a contemptuous face, and stopped thinking about her.

"I just have some trivial matters, and I want to ask Mr. Su." A standard Chinese sentence rang out in the private room, and Song Jingming stopped communicating with Su Xiujin in French, and spoke Chinese instead.

Puzzled why Song Jingming would suddenly climb up, Su Xiujin took a step back cautiously, and politely asked Song Jingming to ask, "May I ask what you want to ask?"

The visitor must have come prepared, otherwise the real identities of Su Xiujin and Tang Lingwei would not have been investigated in such a short period of time, obviously something strange.

Looking at Tang Lingwei with a half-smile, Song Jingming leaned over and said softly, "Excuse me, does Mr. Su know Miss Xue from the Xue Group?
"What Miss Xue?" Su Xiujin frowned. Although his social circle was wide, it was not far-reaching, let alone knew Miss Xue. On the contrary, Tang Lingwei pondered calmly.

Miss Xue...

For some reason, she thought of Xue Yao.

The two men in front of them were still confronting each other. Su Xiujin couldn't understand who Song Jingming was referring to as "Miss Xue", but Tang Lingwei had a premonition.

Xue Yao...

"So, did Mr. Su forget?" Song Jingming sarcastically raised the corners of his lips, and his eyes sparkled even more, as if he suddenly changed his mood.

Not understanding why Song Jingming asked such a question, Su Xiujin nodded accordingly.

Seeing that Song Jingming's mood swings became more and more crazy, Tang Lingwei tactfully grabbed Su Xiujin and said in a low voice, "We still have something to do, so I won't accompany you."

He wanted to call them to stop, but Song Jingming kept his mouth shut, and let Tang Lingwei pull Su Xiujin and disappear into the vast crowd, with a flicker of madness in the corner of his eyes.

"Su Xiujin... I will make you pay the price sooner or later..."

It wasn't until she pulled Su Xiujin to the corner that Tang Lingwei breathed a sigh of relief, and was taken aback by Song Jingming's sudden emotional change: "Why is that man so strange? It scared me a lot."

Patting Tang Lingwei's little hand reassuringly, Su Xiujin couldn't remember that he had a relationship with Song Jingming before: "I don't remember knowing him, and I don't have any memory of that Miss Xue."

The only person Xue Yao barely knew, based on her performance, should not be the young lady of the Xue family.

But if it wasn't her, who else did they know?Besides, even Xue Yao, they never provoked her.

"It can't really be Xue Yao, can it?" This thought flashed through his mind, and even Tang Lingwei was taken aback.

"If it's really Xue Yao, that person might think that I was the culprit who broke her leg." He said this half-jokingly and half-seriously. Tang Lingwei was finally relieved when Su Xiujin eased the atmosphere. .

"Since we're done eating, let's go to the beach." Habitually holding Su Xiujin's hand, he didn't resist, but looked at Tang Lingwei softly.

Only in front of Tang Lingwei, Su Xiujin showed the unique side of a little boy.

In front of you is the blue sea, and behind you is the city full of feasting and feasting.