At the thrilling moment, a big hand held her firmly.

Jiang Wanwan raised her eyes and saw He Shengting's ascetic and sarcastic face.

Before he could thank him, Jiang Wanwan quickly checked if there was any problem with the bouquet.

He Shengting cursed stupidly in his heart, snatched the flowers and helped her carry them, and held her slender waist with the other hand.

His tall figure stands out from the crowd, and he is not cramped at all in the crowd. He is holding his sharp eyebrows, and his starry eyes are under pressure. His cold aura is daunting.

So wherever he went, he spontaneously split a gap. Soon, Jiang Wanwan was taken to the side of the stage.

Then, what attracted Jiang Wanwan was not Jiang Rushuang with outstanding temperament, but Jiang Xinyue beside him!

Jiang Xinyue was wearing a small black dress and holding a recorder in her hand. She was mixed on the stage, like a member of this drama.

She raised a shy and timid smile on the corner of her mouth, but the eyes she looked at He Shengting were sure to win.

A complicated emotion surged in Jiang Wanwan's chest. He felt a little regretful in his heart. In order to avoid causing trouble for He Shengting, he revealed his whereabouts to Jiang Xinyue.

"Why are you still standing there?" He Shengting handed the flower to her.

"Oh, okay." Jiang Wanwan nodded absent-mindedly.

After she finished presenting the flowers and was about to walk back, she saw Jiang Xinyue’s face full of smiles and was talking to He Shengting.

Jiang Wanwan was surprised that he actually felt that this scene was a bit dazzling.

Her steps became heavy and she suddenly resisted breaking into them.

As soon as Jiang Wanwan took back his legs, she was caught by He Shengting Shuoliang's gaze. She suddenly panicked in her heart and wanted to escape uncontrollably.

Thinking of this, she did the same. She squeezed out of the crowd and walked towards the exit quickly.

After leaving the side door, cold air came to her face. When the winter was filled with breath, she couldn't help but have a cold war.

Before she could recover from the sudden change of temperature difference, her arm was embedded.

Unlike her panting, He Shengting still looked calm and steady. His locked brows were a little gloomy.

"What are you running?" His tone fell into his heart.

"It's a little stuffy inside, I'll come out and breathe." She casually asked for a reason.

He Shengting obviously didn't believe it. Just as he was about to speak, Jiang Xinyue came out too.

She looked surprised: "Sister, have you also come to see Teacher Jiang's performance? You didn't tell me earlier. Mr. He is here too, and he praised us for performing well."

The cold wind was so cold that Jiang Wanwan laughed a little hard, "Are you? I didn't notice you just now. I haven't heard anyone talk about it before."

Jiang Xinyue smiled with a pretty face, hugged her arm, and used all her acting skills to perform a deep sisterly love. "Look, your eyesight is not as good as Mr. He!"

It seemed as if He Shengting picked her out of the crowd just now.

Jiang Wanwan couldn't help but look up at the man's expression.

The latter put his hands in the pockets of the long black coat, without any reaction to being pointed at the name. He ignored everything in front of him.

Sometimes, she could easily capture He Shengting's emotions. But sometimes, he was clearly in front of him, but it seemed to be very far apart.

Seeing that the man was not right, Jiang Wanwan lowered her eyes and pulled the corner of her mouth: "Maybe I was so excited to see Teacher Jiang Rushuang."

"I didn't expect that I could choose the accompaniment. Although I was just a candidate, I was very happy to be on the same stage with Teacher Jiang. What's more, there were such beautiful flowers given by Mr. He!" Jiang Xinyue looked at the flowers in her arms with cherishing eyes, selectively forgetting that this was sent by He Shengting's driver. Her tone seemed to be the only one here with He Shengting.

Jiang Wanwan didn't want to stay, so he nodded and said, "The performance is over, I'll leave first."

"I'll be with you." Jiang Xinyue said immediately.

Yu Guang followed He Shengting closely.

Jiang Wanwan buried her small chin in her scarf. She was about to reach out to call a taxi when she heard Jiang Xinyue ask, "It's so cold, why not go back with Mr. He?"

This is simply a clear statement. Jiang Wanwan was about to make excuses when he heard He Shengting respond: "It's just a matter of raising his hands."

It is rare to see him be generous once, but Jiang Wanwan was inexplicably a little upset.

After getting in the car, Jiang Xinyue praised He Shengting's car. From the configuration of the car to the development history of Maybach, he talked endlessly.

Jiang Wanwan has no research on luxury cars. She had intuition that He Shengting's car was quite expensive. I didn't expect it to be so expensive.

This level of car may be out of reach for Jiang Xinyue and others, but for He Shengting, it is like a cabbage in the garden.

Some of them are rotten in the field, and he doesn't have time to take a look at them.

"Mr. He, today you sent me flowers and home again. I really don't know how to thank you. You have nothing to lack. I heard that you like to eat spicy hot pot. I know a century-old restaurant. If you don't dislike it, please give it a try another day and express your feelings."

Contrary to what she said, He Shengting's taste is actually light. He likes the hot pot, which only appears in the information provided to someone, so that she can remember it carefully.

He raised his eyes inadvertently, and in the rearview mirror, he looked at Jiang Wanwan in a straight face.

"How do you know that I like Malatang?" He Shengting's tone was careless. If someone who didn't understand would be easily deceived by his gentleness on the surface.

His voice was a little deeper, as if it was slowly coming from the bottom of the water. The surging waves came into people's ears and became a tide that was steadily slow. Jiang Xinyue felt relieved when she heard it, "Listen to what my sister said. We both talked about everything, and her friend is my friend!"

Jiang Wanwan heard the stomach acid surge and observed He Shengting's reaction.

He bent his knuckles and tapped the armrest box twice.

Immediately afterwards, the driver activated the steering wheel quickly, as fast as if he was about to throw someone out of the window.

With a "bang", Jiang Xinyue's head hit the car window frame hard. The sound hurts when she heard it.

Jiang Wanwan was not much better, and her body was on Jiang Xinyue's arm. She was almost horizontally in the back seat.

Jiang Xinyue was so painful that tears were almost bursting out, but the driver was He Shengting's man, so she had to dare not speak out.

Before she could sit firmly, the driver threw the steering wheel down again. At the same position, Jiang Xinyue's head suffered a second injury.

"Are you okay?" Seeing that she was almost curled up in pain, Jiang Wanwan suspected that she had been hit and had a concussion.

"It's okay." Jiang Xinyue gritted her teeth.

He Shengting just blamed the driver indifferently: "Driving the car more steadily."

There is nothing else.

After getting off the car, Jiang Xinyue said goodbye to He Shengting, covered her head and walked in.

He Shengting stood by the car, his deep eyes pressing against Jiang Wanwan's eyebrows.

Jiang Wanwan's temples thundered, "If nothing else, I'll go back first."

"I hate people playing tricks in front of me." His voice was gentle, whispering like whispering. But it was actually cold.
Chapter completed!