Young Master Qin's Heart-Eating Secret Pet

"It's just fate."

Tang Yixiu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, glanced at Qin Hanfeng who was drinking alone, and said so deliberately.

It's not that he couldn't see Ye Qiuyin's thoughts, he dared to say that, but he just used her mouth to send a message to someone from time to time.

"That's right, I thought..." Ye Qiuyin dragged out her tone, slightly puzzled, and paused meaningfully.

Tang Yixiu raised his hand and made Ye Qiuyin twirl around on tiptoe to the music, then put his arms around her waist and asked, "It sounds like Miss Ye is very interested in my relationship with Ziyan?"

"Hehe, no, I just said that casually, don't mind Mr. Tang." Ye Qiuyin nodded at him and explained with a smile.

Without inquiring clearly, Ye Qiuyin didn't want to be too obvious, so as not to arouse Tang Yixiu's dislike. Seeing his suspicious question, she hurriedly covered up and ended the topic.

Taking advantage of the time when everyone's eyes were not focused on them, Tang Yixiu lowered his head, leaned into her ear, and said softly, "I don't mind, but I don't know if Miss Ye minds."

"What do you mean?" She turned her head to the side, avoiding Tang Yixiu's somewhat intimate approach, and asked back.

"The rival in love is back, isn't Ms. Ye not nervous at all?" Tang Yixiu took a leisurely look up and down at Ye Qiuyin, who had an unnatural expression, and smiled playfully.

"What is Mr. Tang talking about? What kind of rival in love? Of course I'm happy that my sister is back, so why are you nervous?" Ye Qiuyin replied with a guilty conscience.

Tang Yixiu glanced at her and didn't say anything more, but Ye Qiuyin was no longer as calm as before.

When exchanging positions, they happened to be not far from where Qin Hanfeng was, so Ye Qiuyin excused herself to be tired and hadn't finished dancing with Tang Yixiu, so she left him and hurried away, heading straight to Qin Hanfeng.

Tang Yixiu's words made her panic. Does Cen Ziyan mean to come back and snatch her?
"Sure enough, I'm not as good as when I was young. I'm so tired after dancing for a while now." Ye Qiuyin pretended to be tired, and sat beside Qin Hanfeng, seeing that his face was no longer as serious as before, and tried to talk to him.

"Then rest." Qin Hanfeng didn't raise his head, didn't even give her a look, and just said something casually.

Ye Qiuyin took the wine on the table beside her, took a sip, and sat down deliberately reserved for a while, seeing that Qin Hanfeng didn't intend to speak, she gritted her teeth and could only continue talking to him.

"Han Feng, I recently took over a new film, and the filming location of several scenes is not far from your company. You say it's a coincidence, I will go that day..."

She tried her best to liven up the atmosphere, trying to let others see that she and Qin Hanfeng had a happy conversation, but no matter what she said, Qin Hanfeng just wouldn't talk to her, even if she had a lot to say, what's the use?

His eyes stayed on the field, staring at Cen Ziyan who was dancing with Cheng Mu for a moment, and he didn't notice himself who was talking non-stop next to him.

As if she was a mass of air, he didn't even give her a perfunctory response, and just let her talk to herself like a clown.

Ye Qiuyin was very angry, but it was not easy to have a fit.

When Cen Ziyan came back, she dared not act recklessly. If she accidentally gave her an opportunity, wouldn't her hard work these years be in vain, so she could only grit her teeth and get up angrily. Toilet.