C1363 I Don't Know Who I Love
Half an hour later, the two of them arrived at the Dreamy Time Club.
Shi Qian inadvertently glanced in the direction of the elevator and seemed to see a few familiar figures.
It seemed to be Sheng Xu, Lu Sizhe and Chung Yu.
Murong Jing made a call and after hanging up, she said to Shi Qian, "Let's go to the elevator over here. Let's go to my office first."
Shi Qian looked at the back of the three people and said, "Okay."
"What are you looking at?" Murong Jing followed her line of sight and looked. " Huh? Aren't those your classmates? Those few Little Young Master, do you want to go and greet them?"
"We'll talk about it later. Let's go to your office first."
"Let's go this way."
The two of them entered the elevator and went upstairs to the office.
Murong Jing walked to the office desk and took out a stack of documents from the drawer. She handed it to Shi Qian. "Here, what you want."
Shi Qian took the documents and leaned against the desk to look at them.
Flipping to the last page, she smiled, "Thank you."
Murong Jing crossed her arms and asked curiously, "What do you want this for?"
Shi Qian replied, "It's useful." After a pause, she handed the document over. "I'll put it here for now. I'll take it when I leave."
"Okay." Murong Jing took the document and put it back into the drawer. She locked it. "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something first?"
Shi Qian said lazily, "I'm not hungry. Let's talk about it later. Are you hungry?"
Murong Jing said, "No, I'm just asking you."
Shi Qian pointed at the screen with her finger and said, "I'll go and greet Chung Yu, Lu Sizhe and the others. I'll be back in a while."
Murong Jing said, "Do you want to send something?"
Shi Qian smiled and said, "Anything is fine."
Murong Jing smiled, "Which room are they in?"
"I am asking."
Shi Qian opened her WeChat. She had chatted with Chung Yu not long ago and the record was at the top. She opened the dialog box and sent a message to Chung Yu.
[Are you guys in the Dream Time? Which room are you in?] ]
After a while, Chung Yu replied.
Yes, Ms Qian, you're here too?
[We're in Room 603. Do you want to come over?] 】
Shi Qian replied: [Yes.] ]
In the private room, Chung Yu looked at the screen of his phone and smiled.
On the side, Sheng Xu saw this and said, "Why are you smiling foolishly while staring at your phone?"
Chung Yu raised his eyes and said, "Guess who will come?"1
"Who is it?"
"Guess."
Sheng Xu did not look interested at all. "I don't want to guess who it is."
Chung Yu:... "Then I won't say anymore."
He did not say, and Sheng Xu did not ask again. Who else could it be, but they were a bunch of rich playboys.
Chung Yu sent another message to Shi Qian.
[Ms Qian, are you coming over now?] Are you here? 】
Shi Qian said, We'll be there after passing through another corridor. "
Chung Yu said, Oh, okay. ]
It would only take them one or two minutes to pass through a corridor, and they should be there soon.
But after five minutes, Shi Qian still did not come over.
Chung Yu was depressed and sent another message to Shi Qian.
[Ms Qian, why aren't you here yet?] ]
At this moment, a boy rushed in and said excitedly, "Hey, hey, hey. There's a beauty on the phone in the corridor. She's super beautiful!"
As he spoke, the boy looked at Sheng Xu and said, "Young Master Sheng, I think that girl is the type you like."
Sheng Xu looked at him from the corner of his eye. "Do you know what type I like?"
The boy said, "I know. Chung Yu said that long hair, good figure, pretty legs, and a little cold."
... ""
"The pretty girl on the phone in the corridor fits perfectly with this kind of temperament. I don't believe it, but I don't want to go and take a look. Besides, she's really super beautiful. "
Sheng Xu looked at the man in disbelief. Could it be that there really was a girl who looked like Shi Qian outside?
Chung Yu:... "That girl is on the phone?"
The boy nodded. "Yes, she's in the corridor. I feel that the type Young Master Sheng likes is completely suitable."
There were three black lines on Cheng Yu's forehead...
It must be Shi Qian. How could it not fit!
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