Chapter 2410 Denial (38)
Putting down the chopsticks abruptly, she raised her eyes with a calm expression.
"What's the name of the male artist you brought?"
The topic changed suddenly without warning.
The dull man like a sculpture has been behind her, staring at her quietly.
After she spoke, his eyes moved subtly.
Slightly squinting, the hanging hand slowly bent.
"What?"
Still gentle and pleasant to hear, nothing out of the ordinary.
She didn't look back, but turned her face slightly, with fair and bright eyebrows and eyes.
He looked calm and calm, didn't look at him, only looked at the ground.
"Too cold at night, need someone to warm the bed."
"He's pretty good-looking, can you let him come over tomorrow night?"
Understatement.
Between the lines, it seems that he has become interested in him.
Inexplicable interest.
The mature and calm manager, with dark eyes, answered calmly.
"Miss Yun, he is very busy."
"busy?"
She tilted her head, leaned her cheeks sideways, and looked out the window, casually.
"It doesn't matter, aren't you his manager? Push his announcement tomorrow night, and I can pay for any losses."
She is rich, rich and powerful.
Mr. Broker did not answer.
The person behind paused for a long time, unable to see his expression at the moment.
All I could hear was the still gentle voice.
"Miss Yun is looking for him, what exactly is it?"
"If you are in a hurry, I can convey it for you."
Word for word, no mistakes.
She laughed, hooked her lips, and picked up the chopsticks again.
Slowly.
"Nothing important, I just think he looks good and want to make friends."
Deliberately, extremely malicious.
"Mr. Shen is so experienced in this kind of thing, shouldn't I need to say it clearly?"
She is meaningful and seems to point.
There was a long silence behind.
After waiting for a while, she held the chopsticks in one hand and rested her chin in one hand.
After thinking about it, the time was set directly, and the direction was obvious.
"Tomorrow night... just... eleven o'clock, I usually go to bed at eleven o'clock."
"When you come, you don't need to ring the doorbell, just use your room card to come in."
"Just ask him to call me before coming, so I can take a shower and get ready..."
"Pala—"
A loud noise exploded, shockingly palpitating.
The person who was talking and planning was caught off guard and was taken aback.
Turn around.
It turned out that the glass vase placed on the wall fell off somehow.
It fell directly to pieces, and glass shards the size of stones splashed everywhere.
All the water inside also spilled out.
Brilliant white lily lying limply on the debris-strewn ground, shrouded in white light.
The mature and calm Mr. Manager stood in the center of the debris.
Eyes that were too dark looked at her quietly.
There was no emotion on his face, and the silence was a little weird.
Like a robot with a weird program, it was charging and flashing a deep blue light.
Facing her, expressionless.
She froze, slowly put down her chopsticks, and stood up.
Look at the mess on the ground, and then at him.
Obviously, she underestimated his ability to control his emotions.
"Have you taken a fancy to him?"
He looked at her with emotionless eyes.
This time, I finally met her eyes.
It's just that the feeling of looking at each other is like meeting a crazy robot that kills people without blinking an eye.
I shuddered, and my back felt cold.
The tone was extremely light, even without ups and downs.
(end of this chapter)