Domineering CEO: Woman, please be responsible

When Song Qingtian arrived at the appointed place, Cheng Yuji was already waiting for her in the private room.Seeing her coming, she hurried forward to meet her, "Miss Song, thank you for your kindness in coming to have a meal with me."

Cheng Yuji is the male god in the hearts of girls, how many girls want to have dinner with him.Hearing his words, Song Qingtian felt flattered immediately, fidgeted, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Cheng, don't say that, I am already very honored that you are willing to accept my interview."

Cheng Yuji smiled slightly, but did not refute. He welcomed Song Qingtian into the private room, and opened the seat for her in a gentlemanly manner.

"Thank you." Song Qingtian sat down politely, because she was somewhat reserved because she was alone with Cheng Yuji.

"What does Ms. Song like to eat? I ordered some dishes. Do you want to add anything?" Cheng Yuji said to the waiter next to him, and immediately a dish was delivered to Song Qingtian's eyes.

Song Qingtian hurriedly waved her hand, "No need, no need, I can eat everything, no need to order separately."

Cheng Yuji didn't force her, and waved to the waiter, "Okay, you can go down, I'll call you if there is anything to do."

After the waiter left, Song Qingtian took out the recording pen from her bag, as well as the materials and questions prepared in advance.

Seeing her behavior like this, Cheng Yuji had a bitter look on his face, "Can't Ms. Song wait for the interview after dinner?"

Song Qingtian was slightly taken aback, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment, "I see that the food hasn't been served yet, we can conduct a simple interview first. If you feel bad..." She said, ready to put away her things again, Plan to interview after dinner.

"Forget it. You turn on the recorder, and we can interview while eating. However, don't treat it as work, we can chat as easily as friends."

Facing Song Qingtian who only had work in his heart, Cheng Yuji felt powerless in his heart. He didn't know her well, so he could only use his work to ask her out for dinner. She came to work, while he just came to see her.This is the girl he has been looking for for more than ten years.

"Mr. Cheng, when I was collecting your information a few days ago, I found that you have almost no scandals except for your works. To be honest, I think this is quite unscientific in the entertainment circle. How did you do it and everything? Keep your distance from female stars and leave the media with nothing to write about?"

After hearing her words, Cheng Yuji's expression sank slightly, "Miss Song, are you sure you want to ask me such gossip questions from the beginning?"

Ever since Song Qingtian knew Cheng Yuji, he has always been kind to her, always smiling.It was the same on the set before, and it was the same in this meeting. He suddenly darkened his face, and Song Qingtian immediately became nervous, worried that his words had offended him.She knows that she is just a small editor, if she offends a star at the actor level, she really doesn't have to hang around in this circle in the future.

The more she thought about it, the more nervous she was, and she was eager to stand up and apologize.Unexpectedly, Cheng Yuji's voice suddenly sounded at this time, the tone was faint, but it was very nice, "If I say that I am clean and self-conscious, you may think it is a bit ridiculous. But I am indeed like this. I have a girl I like in my heart. I have liked her for many years, and I think one day I will find her and marry her. If I make a lot of scandals, I will feel that I am not worthy of her. So, these years, except for filming, I hardly Any woman speaks. I'm in the filthy showbiz, but I hope I still have a clean heart and undamaged feelings for her to match her."

When Cheng Yuji said these words, he kept his gaze fixed on Song Qingtian's eyes, and Song Qingtian even read a touch of affection from his eyes.He looked at her as if the words were addressed to her.

Song Qingtian hastily looked away, not daring to keep looking into his eyes.He is just telling his story, Song Qingtian, this has nothing to do with you.

Song Qingtian grasped her palms tightly, feeling even more at a loss and fidgeting.