He is more fickle than Fengyue

The filming of Song Qianqian's drama was completed in less than a week.

The finale banquet was set at the Qinghe Garden Hotel, and everyone from the crew went, including Song Qianqian.

Wherever Song Qianqian went, Bo Yan would follow.

After taking the group photo and cutting the cake, everyone can move freely and play happily.

The heroine Song Qianqian is naturally the existence of the stars, especially today she is very beautifully dressed, she looks like a princess, many people who are not in the crew have recognized her and screamed, "This Is it Song Qianqian?"

"Yes yes, haven't you seen it? Today is the wrap-up banquet of her new drama "Secretly Like You". I've been looking forward to it for a long time."

Some bold ones even approached with a pen and paper, "Qianqian, I really like your play, please sign it for me."

Song Qianqian took the notebook with a smile and signed on it, "It's done."

"Ahhh!! Qianqian's autograph, I'm so happy, I'm going to pass out from happiness."

"I want me too!!"

The guests at the Qinghe Garden Hotel were not limited to their production crew. Many people came here after hearing the news and asked Song Qianqian for autographs. Song Qianqian was very patient from the beginning to the end, and even answered every question. Less favorability.

Some of the supporting roles in the play were all crowded around Song Qianqian to flatter her, "Qianqian, you are so beautiful and kind-hearted, no wonder Mr. Lu likes you so much, holds you in his palm and pampers you, and gives you the stars and the moon. "

"That's right, in my opinion, the position of Mrs. Lu will belong to you sooner or later."

"Where is it, don't talk nonsense." Even though she said this, Song Qianqian was so proud of herself that she straightened her back a little.

Indeed, Mrs. Lu's position will be hers sooner or later, and Bo Yan is not worthy of it.

"We're not talking nonsense, we're telling the truth, Mrs. Lu, Mrs. Lu, Mrs. Lu."

Everyone rushed to call Mrs. Song Qianqian Lu, and Song Qianqian pretended to be shy, "Oh, you are so annoying."

At this moment, the real Mrs. Lu found a quiet corner to stay. There were many people around Song Qianqian, and she didn't need her to wait by her side, so she just had a leisurely time.

I'm a little sleepy, let's just squint for a while.

"Are all the mistresses so blatant now?"

With a rant, Bo Yan opened his eyes.

Looking over, there was someone sitting next to him at some point, who was spurning Song Qianqian, "Bah, I'm so shameless."

Bo Yan lifted her lips, "It's a little bit."

The other party was surprised, "You also hate Song Qianqian?"

It's more than disgusting. If she could go back to the past, before Lu Beichen had an affair with Song Qianqian, she would probably strangle Song Qianqian to death without hesitation. Why are there so many things going on now?

It's a pity, she doesn't have the ability to predict the future, how could Bo Yan think of today?She even thought that Song Qianqian was just a bitch who would never be able to make any big waves.

She was so proud that she didn't even bother to deal with Song Qianqian, she was afraid of getting her hands dirty.

It would be futile to regret it now, Song Qianqian was protected by Lu Beichen, if she killed Song Qianqian, Lu Beichen's thunderous wrath would cause none of her family members to survive, she couldn't afford to bet.

"Well, nasty."

"Great." The girl finally found a like-minded person, and excitedly held Bo Yan's hand, "Then we will be friends from now on."

"..."

"Let's go, new friend, I'll take you to see the handsome guy."

"What?" Before Bo Yan could react, the girl directly grabbed her wrist and took her away.

With great strength, Bo Yan didn't break free for a while.

"A super super handsome guy came to our hotel today. You've read the comics, so you can see that the manga male protagonist has a good sense of sight and that kind of appearance, which doesn't seem to exist in real life."

The girl stared, "Forget it, it's useless to tell you more. I can't describe it. Anyway, you will know when you see it. I only share it with you, because we are friends."

"..." This childishness made Bo Yan speechless.

Besides, she wasn't interested at all, and she didn't have the time and energy, "I still have something to do, you..."

Before Bo Yan finished speaking, the girl signaled her to be silent, "Hush, listen quickly, the sound of the piano."

There was indeed the sound of a piano, faintly coming from not far away.

"He's playing the piano."

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't miss the opportunity, it's not easy to hear his piano sound."

Bo Yan was so drowsy that the girl took her to a private garden of the hotel, and picked up the flowers, "He's right there."

Through the flowers, Bo Yan saw that slender figure sitting in front of the white piano, playing ecstasy.

The surrounding flowers are gorgeous, competing for beauty, his white and slender fingers are dancing gracefully on the keys, and the breeze is blowing through his hair. Such a picture does not exist in reality at all, but is drawn one by one.

"Ah, it's so beautiful." The girl sighed.

In fact, the man turned his back to them, Bo Yan couldn't see his face, only his back.

Such a figure is so familiar, how does it feel a bit similar to Lu Beichen back then.

And his piano sound, as if I heard it somewhere.

The sound of the piano is melodious.

But in a trance, I can't remember anything.

"Ouch—"

The girl listened so engrossed that she accidentally fell down.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, accompanied by a question, "Who is there?"