When Feng Yichen came out of the lounge, he disappeared from Gu Hao.

He returned to the banquet hall again, and Chen Qingyun came over, with a shallow smile on his face, lowering his voice and saying, “I’m sorry to disturb your good things just now.”

Feng Yichen didn’t look at Chen Qingyun, but glanced across the room, but couldn’t see the figure of the woman.

“Look for her?” Chen Qingyun walked over, admiring his eyes and glancing at Feng Yichen, saying, “People have left.”

Feng Yichen frowned, so fast?

“Chen, do you like that kind of woman?” Chen Qingyun tentatively said.

Feng Yichen’s eyes turned sharply, and his sharp eyes fell on Chen Qingyun’s face, his thin lips sarcastically: “What kind of woman do I like, do I need to report to you?”

Chen Qingyun was blocked for a long time, and he smiled softly: “It’s so angry, it doesn’t seem to be fun.”

Chen Qingyun said as he walked forward, a strong fragrance came and flew into Feng Yichen’s nose. He smelled the fragrance and frowned in disgust.

But Chen Qingyun exhaled in his ear like this: “Chen, if a man doesn’t regulate himself for a long time, he will be sick, why not step back and have a drink together tonight?”

Suggestive.

Feng Yichen’s face sank, and the small face appeared in his mind, exquisite and clean face, because of the irritated blushing complexion, and the light milky fragrance, simple and clean, which is not what a woman with strong makeup does.

A cold light burst into his eyes, and he took a step back and warned Chen Qingyun: “Close to me again and block forever.”

Chen Qingyun’s face was white and there was a moment of dullness.

Feng Yichen stepped away.

Assistant Liang Chen walked quickly.

“President.”

Feng Yichen: “Check out the plain-faced woman who just came out of the lounge.”

“It has been checked.” Assistant Liang Chen lowered his voice and reported: “The city’s entertainment reporter is an intern reporter every day. Gu Hao is 25 years old. He has just come to work in the entertainment newspaper.

Feng Yichen slightly squinted his lips, his lips outlined, like a fox like a mysterious, playful opening: “Daily Entertainment News?”

“Yes, president.”

Feng Yichen’s tall body walked toward the window of the banquet hall, wherever he went, he gave way, and the king-like man showed his grace in his hands.

He stood by the window, looking at the night downstairs.

At night, a black slender figure came out of the hotel, hurriedly, hiding behind a large pillar.

Feng Yichen narrowed his eyes and looked there.

Downstairs, outside the hotel.

Gu Hao Mao hides behind the big pillar and calls the team leader Li Qin.

“Sister Qin, I made a big news.”

“What big news?” When Li Qin heard the big news, it was like a cat hungry for so many days and saw the mouse sharply. “Tell me quickly.”

“After the new film.” Gu Hao’s voice did not dare to raise it, fearing that it would be heard.

“Chen Qingyun?”

“Correct.”

“What news? Except for those with a little peach color, nothing else.”

“The ones with a little color are absolutely hot.”

“Who is the man?” Li Qin said with excitement in his tone: “Gu, please tell me quickly.”

“Feng Yichen.”

“My God.” Li Qin exclaimed: “Gu good, where are you, I want to see you, immediately, immediately.”

“I’ll go to the company here.” Gu Hao came out from behind the pillar and looked back alertly. No one was watching. She immediately walked to the roadside and took a taxi.

Fortunately, she connected the camera to the cloud long ago and stored the sync. Otherwise, if you delete the news, there is really no way to correct it.

Ha, Feng Yichen.

This is the price you touch my chest.

She had thought about changing her job again, not to report it, but the damn man touched her chest and took advantage of it as a matter of course.

Early the next morning.

Daily entertainment newspaper news headline headline: After the new film, Chen Qingyun late night hotel secret meeting mysterious man wind-like Chen.

With a huge newspaper layout, Chen Qingyun clung tightly to Feng Yichen’s arms, with an intimate gesture.