When Jian Yichen arrived at the agreed location, Mu Qingyi was already waiting there.
As soon as Jian Yichen saw the layout of the private room, he knew what she meant. The casual rose decoration and the dim lighting created an atmosphere that was very ambiguous.
Jian Yichen curled the corners of his lips, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and walked over there frivolously.
But the smile on his lips has a bit of devilishness.
When Mu Qingxue saw Jian Yichen, her face rarely turned red. Jian Yichen's appearance was incredibly perfect.
Except for black and white, the other colors on his body are basically his normal colors.
Purple, red, pink, green, peach, whatever color is the brightest is what he wears.
These colors not only don't make him look delicate, but instead add to his charming charm, as if he was born for these colors.
Just like today, he wore a bright red suit with a white shirt underneath, and his yellow hair was parted in the middle, looking frivolous and evil.
Mu Qingxue pinched her fingers nervously, then let out a sigh and relaxed herself.
With what she thought was a decent smile on her face, she looked at Jian Yichen and said, "Mr. Jian, you're here."
Jian Yichen walked to Mu Qingxue's side, with only two words in his mind: That's it?
Not even half as pretty as his goddess.
What he thought in his heart was nothing, but it didn't show on his face at all.
He extended his hand and introduced himself, "Hello, Miss Mu."
Mu Qingxue lightly held Jian Yichen's hand, curled the corners of her lips, and said softly: "Hello, Mr. Jian."
Jian Yichen raised the corner of his mouth and pulled out a chair for Mu Qingxue. "You're welcome. Please sit down."
Mu Qingxue lifted her skirt and sat down gently and ladylike.
A man like Jian Yichen, who grew up surrounded by women, can tell a woman by the looks of her.
He knew very well whether it was a habit formed naturally or something he had done deliberately.
There was nothing wrong with Mu Qingxue's behavior, it was just that her movements were too deliberate, and every one of them was carefully designed.
It looks good, but it's too stiff.
Jian Yichen picked up the red wine on the table and took a sip. He looked at Mu Qingxue, raised his eyebrows and said, "Ms. Mu, today is very special."
Mu Qingxue smiled implicitly, "You're joking, Mr. Jian."
"Beauty should be praised more."
Jian Yichen's personality has always been that he says one thing to one person and another thing to another person.
He treats different women with different attitudes and uses different words.
Therefore, in the eyes of others, he is multifaceted. He can be frivolous, charming, and sometimes mature and steady.
Of course, he plays these roles in front of different people.
Whoever buys this trick will do it again.
Therefore, he rarely fails in love.
There is no woman who doesn't like to hear compliments, especially from a boy who likes her.
Mu Qingxue felt that there must be something going on between her and Jian Yichen. To use the most clichéd phrase on the internet, the way he looked at her was not innocent.
Jian Yichen came here today because he wanted to have a good time with Mu Qingxue.
After all, she was the first one to stand him up.
It’s just a pity that before he could start, Si Youli called him.
"I'm not saying anything, but you've already gone to see your girlfriend, so could you please stop bothering me?"
Jian Yichen said this purely in a joking manner. He knew that Si Youli had gone to see his girlfriend today, and calling him now was probably not a good thing.
But as soon as Si Youli opened his mouth, he scared him.
"Come out, Mei Se's old place."
The voice was low, revealing full of fatigue.
Jian Yichen was stunned for a moment, frowned and asked: "What's wrong with you?"
Si Youli seemed unwilling to say too much to him and just rudely said, "Okay, come over here first and we'll talk. By the way, remember to call Yun Xiao."
After saying that, he immediately hung up the phone.
He didn't even give Jian Yichen a chance to react.
Jian Yichen blinked, still not quite understanding what was going on.
But at this time, he really was not in the mood to continue playing with this woman.
He picked up the phone and threw it to Mu Qingxue, "I have something else to do. Let's meet again another day."
Before Mu Qingxue could ask him to stay, Jian Yichen had already left in a hurry.
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