My vase is broken

Qin Yan's attitude was indifferent. Even though everyone present was good at chatting, old foxes, they were still helpless when facing a person who couldn't speak a few words for a long time.

If you can talk again, you have to be willing to pay attention to the other party, and completely ignore it. If you sing a one-man show for a long time, you will stop.

Not long after, the people around him dispersed with interest.

They gathered in twos and threes to other places.

Qin Yan was free, recalling those eyes just now, and remembering the wine toasted by the host from the air, subconsciously looking for the other party at the scene, and soon fixed his eyes on one place.

The person he was looking for was talking to a young man. The two of them stood casually, holding a plate of cakes in their hands, chatting while eating, and seemed to share similar interests.

Not knowing what to say, his eyes bent into the shape of a crescent moon.

Ling An has already talked to Meng Qing. Meng Qing is a very famous music producer. Although he is young, he may not be weak at all. He has successfully won several top singers.

At first, Ling An approached him with purpose, but after chatting with him for a while, he felt very good.

Meng Qing is a special person. Other successful people have good watches and cars. He is different. He loves anime, desserts, and novels. He likes two-dimensional more than three-dimensional. His personality is off-line, and his brain circuits are amazing and interesting And cute.

Ling An and him had many topics in common.

For example, childhood memories such as Digimon, Pokemon, Doraemon, and SpongeBob SquarePants.

Or, all kinds of novels in Jinjiang Literature City.

You can even talk about desserts.

Meng Qing stood at an angle that happened to be facing Qin Yan. He happened to raise his head and found Qin Yan's gaze.

Bite the spoon and be quiet for a few seconds, he bumped Ling An with his shoulder, and lowered his voice mysteriously, "An An, there is a big ice cube staring at you, is it because your light is so strong that it's heating him up?"

Ling An blinked: "?"

After a little stroke, he understood what Meng Qing meant, he turned his head and met Qin Yan's eyes.

Dazed for a moment, Ling An instinctively smiled at him and nodded.

Without missing it, Ling An quickly looked away, then turned back, and continued chatting with Meng Qing on the topic just now, "Butter-Fly..."

Caught off guard and saw Ling An's smile again, Qin Yan was caught in that smile, slightly lost in thought.

It took a few seconds before he came back to his senses.

"Brother!" A person rushed over from the side, Qin Yan turned his head, gave a faint "um", and left with him.

Jiang Xingyue's chatterbox skill was activated again, and he babbled, "What were you doing standing there just now? What were you looking at? Did you fall in love with someone at first sight? But speaking of which, you are already 29, and there is no one around, my dad , Grandpa is anxious to death."

Moving his eyes down, lowering his voice, he whispered, "Is your 18cm faulty? Let me tell you, this kind of thing can't be avoided..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Yan interrupted him, "Shut up."

Jiang Xingyue shut up.

After being quiet for a while, he couldn't help it anymore, changed the subject and continued: "Last time you said you saw that person at the airport, these days, I have checked all the people who passed by you, and some of them are very suitable for you. You said 'beautiful', do you want to recognize it?"

"Speaking of which, didn't a child bump into you recklessly that day? Not only did you talk to him, but you were still staring at the car when he left," he touched his chin, and he said, "Do you want me By the way, help you look up his contact information?"

Jiang Xingyue was used to joking, and didn't feel that Qin Banquet would respond.

Since that year, his cousin has become more and more silent and cold. If he does not talk to him, he can not speak for several days. In order to prevent his cousin from becoming dumb, he keeps talking to him .

"it is good."

"Okay, okay, let me talk casually—" Jiang Xing stopped suddenly, his whole body was in shock, his mouth was opened wide, "Damn it, what did you just say?"

Qin Yan glanced at him and felt that he was making a fuss.

"Are you still my cousin?" Jiang Xingyue reached out to grab Qin Yan's face.

With a sound of "pa", Qin Yan slapped that hand away forcefully, Jiang Xingyue looked down at his hand, um, it was still him.

"Will you go?" Qin Yan was a little impatient.

"Ah, let's go." Jiang Xingyue spent half a minute to sort out his thoughts, and his heart of gossip began to burn, "Brother, have you fallen in love with him? It turns out that you will really fall in love at first sight——"

Qin Yan didn't want to pay attention to it, but he knew Jiang Xingyue's character, if he spread the word everywhere, it would cause trouble to others if it reached the ears of grandpa and uncle.

The young man's smile and clean eyebrows flashed before his eyes again, and it was rare for him to explain it once.

"No, he's the one I'm looking for." After a pause, he said, "He's here today too."

"!!!" Jiang Xingyue immediately turned around and walked back, "You didn't say it earlier!"

That is the benefactor of their family.

The kind that needs to be confessed!

Seeing that Jiang Xing was running faster and Qin Yan's pressure was lower, he didn't intend to make friends with others, but just wanted to repay the favor he had back then, and he didn't need to show up.

Worried that Jiang Xingyue would scare people like this, he turned sullenly and followed.

Jiang Xingyue didn't find anyone.

Ling An was called away by Ling's father.

Although Papa Ling only runs one gallery, he is not considered very powerful in front of the bigwigs who attended the banquet, but his paintings are very stylish, and many people appreciate his works, so he finally has some connections.

He met several familiar clients, including investors, and wanted to introduce them to Ling An.

"Son, this is Mr. Xu Ding, Mr. Lin Qiyang, Mr. Chen Lin and Mr. Chen." Papa Ling introduced Ling An again, "This is my son, an actor. He has liked acting since he was a child, and he is still stubborn. He likes to act with all his heart, but he can't pull it back, he has a straight personality, please take care of him more."

Ling An spoke sweetly, "Uncle Xu, Brother Lin, Brother Chen."

Mr. Xu is almost 60 years old, and he can be called an uncle. The latter two are only in their thirties, but they look anxious and look old. Those who don’t know can’t accurately guess their ages.

But he happened to know them in his previous life, and he knew that they were jealous of others calling them old.

Sure enough, the three of them were quite satisfied, and their smiles deepened a lot.

Suddenly, "An'an, uncle?"

When an extremely familiar voice came, Ling An's face almost couldn't hold back, and he fell straight down.

Unable to control it, he remembered many things, including the quarrel with Ji Chen before he was in a car accident in his previous life, and the kick he directly kicked Ji Chen in the heart.

The memories came flooding back and he felt sick to his stomach.

Thinking of that foot made me a little more comfortable.

It's just a pity that I didn't kick a few more feet.

Maybe next time we can find a chance to cover the sack?

"Xiaochen and Cheng Yu." Father Ling didn't know, turned his head and smiled at them.

Ji Chen brought Ye Chengyu over, making no secret of his surprise and joy.

"Uncle, who are these?" Ji Chen looked at the expensive people in front of Papa Ling.

Ji Chen's invitation was the one he had the cheek to ask someone for. Ji's family came from an upstart family. Even though the business is doing well now, invitations for such a banquet cannot be sent to them.

So even if he brought people in, he still couldn't enjoy it. He had bumped into walls several times just now, and now that he met Papa Ling, he naturally hoped that he could help introduce him.

Papa Ling didn't think much of it for a while, and was about to introduce him, but Ling An stopped him.

"Dad, I'm not feeling well." He clutched his stomach, with a slumped face.

When Papa Ling heard this, he hurriedly helped Ling An go, and was about to send him to the hospital, so he hurriedly bid farewell.

Ji Chen originally wanted to follow, but Lin Chengyu pulled down his sleeves, so he didn't move.

Without Papa Ling's introduction, Ji Chen could only talk to Mr. Xu and the others by himself.

Ling An burst out laughing when he heard Lin Chengyu calling Lin Qiyang and Chen Lin uncles.

He turned his head quietly, saw the ugly expressions of the two of them, and thought that Lin Chengyu had offended people thoroughly, and felt happier.

"Children?"

Seeing Ling An suddenly laugh, Ling's father became even more worried, and said anxiously: "What's wrong with you, I'll take you to the hospital."

Ling An shook his head, "No."

He explained: "I just don't want to stay anymore, I want to go, I want to find an excuse."

"That's it." Papa Ling heaved a sigh of relief, "You scared me."

"I was wrong." Ling An hugged Papa Ling's arm coquettishly, Papa Ling had nothing to do with him.

Finding that Ji Chen and Lin Chengyu didn't keep up, Ling's father was a little dissatisfied, "What's the matter with Xiaochen and Cheng Yu? You didn't feel well and didn't follow up to care about you."

"Leave them alone." Ling An's tone was very indifferent.

Papa Ling was a little surprised, "Child, don't you like Xiaochen very much?"

No, he didn't like it.

He is not blind!

Please don't mention black history!

Ling An was disgusted, "Dad, I cured my eyes."

Although there are some things that Ji Chen hasn't done in this life, it doesn't prevent him from disgusting this person, not to mention, the current Ji Chen is not a good thing.

Deliberately lead him to think that he likes him.

He wholeheartedly wanted to help Lin Chengyu get the song he wrote.

Lied to him from beginning to end.

……

laugh.

I really want to wear a sack.

—

Following Papa Ling and seeing a few more people, Ling An was a little tired, so he walked to the corner alone, holding a cup of ice cream, and ate every bite.

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of the two people walking towards him, and his mood became bad again.

It's just haunting.

"An An, are you feeling better?" Noticing the ice cream in Ling An's hand, he reached out to grab it while talking, "Don't eat ice cream if you feel uncomfortable..."

Ling An quickly avoided his hand, and stepped back a few steps to create a distance.

Ji Chen was taken aback.

Lin Chengyu opened his mouth to smooth things over, "An'an, Brother Chen cares about you very much. He didn't go with you just now because I pulled him. I'm currently in contact with a movie. The investor is Mr. Lin. I finally met him just now. He, the opportunity is rare, and uncle is here, so I..."

Ling An was too lazy to argue with him, so he interrupted him coldly, "Oh."

Seemingly not expecting Ling An's attitude, Lin Chengyu was stunned.

Ji Chen frowned, "An'an!"

Ling An glanced at him, his expression turned colder, Ji Chen was dumbfounded.Ling An wanted to protect his eyes and didn't want to see them, so he turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute." Ji Chen grabbed him.

Goosebumps crawled all over his body in an instant, Ling An's hair exploded, and he kicked Ji Chen's knee, and pulled his hand out forcefully.

"Do not touch me!"

Ling An used all his strength for this kick, Ji Chen's expression was distorted by the pain, and after a while, he chased after Ling An again.

"An An!"

Ling An's face was dark, and he took off his suit jacket while walking, trying to find a place to throw it away, and also wanted to wash his hands several times.

But Ji Chen caught up with him again.

Their movement attracted some people's attention.

Jiang Xingyue was originally wandering among the handsome men and beauties, chatting and listening to gossip, when he saw that they all suddenly looked at the same place, he also looked over.

He recognized Ling An.

He originally wanted to help Ling An out of the siege, but as soon as he took a step, he saw his cousin, who usually doesn't allow strangers to enter and never minds his own business, strode over.

He raised his eyebrows, but he didn't move.

Ling An didn't want to make too much noise at the banquet and disturb other people, but he didn't expect Ji Chen to be so annoying.

He has already considered hitting someone directly.

Seeing Ji Chen's hand stretched out towards him again, Ling An's foot was about to move, and was about to lift it up, when a hand suddenly reached out from the side and grabbed Ji Chen's wrist.

A deep and pleasant voice sounded, mixed with coldness.

"He said, don't touch him."