After sending the text message, He Qingchi put down his cell phone and walked to the cloakroom.

She tidied up the cheongsam in her suitcase, hung it in a glass cabinet, wrapped it in a bath towel and bent over, and took out the white shirt and hung it on it to avoid any traces of wrinkles.

Under the lamp, there were suddenly a men's shirt in the room with women's clothes and cheongsams.

He Qingchi raised his dark eyes and accidentally saw her snow-white figure closer in the closet, as if she was snuggling intimately with the shirt through a piece of transparent glass.

She was stunned for a while, and suddenly she was shocked by the short message outside.

He Qingchi turned around and walked out, under the bath towel, a piece of her fair calf was slightly exposed.

The light on the mobile phone screen has not yet disappeared, and before He Qingchi has approached, he has a premonition that it is Wen Shuchen.

She didn't know why she thought so, picked up her phone and saw a concise text message from the man: [I'll go back to Jiangcheng next Wednesday.]

He Qingchi sat back on the soft sofa, still thinking about how to go back.

Wen Shuchen sent another text message: [Add WeChat?]

With a tingling sound, a new friend will be prompted to verify the message on WeChat in the next second.

He Qingchi subconsciously clicked "pass verification".

The dialog box on the WeChat interface pops up quickly: "You have added W and can now start chatting."

He Qingchi stared at the news on the screen, not knowing what he was feeling for for a moment.

She was about to click on Wen Shuchen’s WeChat avatar, but the other party sent a video call invitation first.

He Qingchi's fingers were too fast. When he realized that a handsome man's face had appeared on the interface of the phone.

Both of them were stunned for a moment.

He Qingchi was stunned and was stunned. He was not mentally prepared and videotaped with him.

I also forgot that I was only wrapped in a thin bath towel, which had not been tied tightly. Under my very white and thin shoulders, the edge of the bath towel was faintly exposed to the half-arc snow-white on my chest.

On the other side of the video, Wen Shuchen obviously did not expect He Qingchi to not wear clothes.

His deep eyes were tightened and he looked away politely the next second.

Next, even if it was just through the screen, the atmosphere was so quiet that it was suffocating.

Wait for the opening.

He Qingchi: "I..."

Wen Shuchen: "Just..."

The two of them stopped talking at the same time.

The atmosphere was quiet again, and even the sound of each other's shallow breathing could be heard.

He Qingchi threw his cell phone aside, sat on the sofa with his knees in his arms, his head covered his beautiful back.

After a while, she bit her lower lip, raised her head again, and looked out of the corner of her eyes at the still-lit screen.

Wen Shuchen's figure was no longer in the video, and he was afraid that the girl would be embarrassed, so he did not interrupt the call. However, his voice came from a low and clear voice: "There is a private dish in Jiangcheng that is very famous and has a good reputation. The diners who line up on weekdays have made an appointment next year. I will return to China next Wednesday. Can I borrow you for three hours at 7:30 pm?"

He Qingchi's heartbeats quickly. Just now, Wen Shuchen's eyes passed through the screen and fell on her chest for a moment, which also made her skin feel like it was burning, and even her brain was dizzy.

Her voice was very soft and she responded.

Wen Shuchen heard it.

The two of them had a tacit understanding next time and did not mention the embarrassing scene just now.

There were other male voices around him coming from his surroundings, which were in standard German and should be still busy with work.

He Qingchi wanted to end the video call first, but his fingertips had not hung up yet. Wen Shuchen deliberately lowered his voice tone, as if the lover was whispering: "I will have a meeting in two minutes and I will contact you when I go back to China. Go put on your clothes. The temperature in Jiangcheng is very low tonight, don't catch a cold."

“…”

He Qingchi's fair fingers hung on the screen, watching the other side hanging up first.

Just as the video ended, Wen Shuchen's words suddenly became intimate.

It’s not about having an ambiguous conversation, it’s just a natural reminder.

He Qingchi suddenly realized that he would not think that he was wearing a bath towel and was deliberately seducing him?

*

At 8:30 pm, the temperature was low and the bustling city center was still brightly lit.

He Qingchi changed into a long green dress with black green dress, and was in no mood to dress up, so he went out without makeup.

I took a taxi to the Western restaurant I had made an appointment with Qin Chuan. There were gorgeous and exquisite women everywhere, and her fresh and elegant color appeared, which attracted the attention of the men present.

The waiter politely led her to the fifth table, and Qin Chuan had been sitting here lazy to wait.

The man around who originally wanted to come forward to meet him had to give up the idea first when he saw the beauty having an appointment.

As soon as He Qingchi sat down, he was teased by Qin Chuan inappropriately: "The yellow tie on the left can't be removed from your eyes since you entered the door. Beauty is a disaster. I think you should find a powerful man as your backer as soon as possible to avoid other men."

He Qingchi took the menu handed over by the waiter, ordered two dishes casually, and then rolled his eyes: "You are not actually the young master of the Qin family, you have the same virtue as my father, he is his illegitimate son, right?"

Qin Chuan laughed loudly.

Having said that, even He Qingchi looks as delicate and beautiful as a porcelain doll.

He has been tired of seeing it over the years and has no feeling.

Unlike the next table next door...

Qin Chuan squeezed at He Qingchi: "You are diagonally opposite."

He Qingchi thought he was going to imply bored that a man stared at him, and raised his head impatiently, but he saw a woman in a light white dress with a proud and gentle temperament.

When he raised his head, He Qingchi found that she had a flawless beautiful face.

No wonder Qin Chuan was excited.

"Don't say, you look a little bit like her cold eyes."

As soon as Qin Chuan finished speaking, He Qingchi withdrew his gaze.

And the beautiful face looked over at this time.

The eyes are deep and erratic, and there seems to be a story hidden in it that is hard to tell even thousands of words.

He Qingchi showed her a polite smile, held the teacup with his right hand and touched it to his lips, and the Buddhist beads hung crystal clear on his wrist.

The other party's light pupils were not emotional, and after a few seconds, he lowered his head and continued to eat.

He Qingchi was not relieved of this little episode.

She didn't even know who the beauty had a name, or when she finished her dinner and wanted to pay for the bill, she was told by the waiter: "Ms. Shu has already paid for your table."

Miss Shu???

He Qingchi looked at Qin Chuan in confusion: "Your friend?"

Qin Chuan waved his hand and asked the waiter to leave, raising his eyebrows: "No... do you know who that beautiful face is?"

He Qingchi pursed his lips and waited for him to write down.

Qin Chuan took her out of the Western restaurant and joked: "You don't have to do your homework when you enter the entertainment industry. Don't you know the famous Shu Ying Queen?"

"I don't chase stars."

"The Queen Shu Film Festival is very well-known in the international film and television industry. She is one of the few young actresses in the circle. She is recognized by the foreign film and television industry for her acting skills. She won the Grand Slam in all kinds of awards. By the way, the director Guo who asked you to play the protagonist has publicly commented on her beauty that is not as good as the world... Moreover, Queen Shu Film Festival is very low-key, does not hype, does not have romance, and does not accept any advertisements."

He Qingchi was confused when he heard this and couldn't help but look at Qin Chuan with excitement on his face.

When he talked about Wen Shuchen, he seemed to have this expression.

"So... this beautiful face is your favorite idol?"

"I don't chase stars," Qin Chuan said humbly.

He Qingchi got into the car first, sat in the passenger seat, and asked again: "How do you know?"

Qin Chuan shook his phone, which was quite proud: "Whoever asked you to be late for a meal? I was bored and asked for information about my buddy who invested in the entertainment industry..."

"What's the point, do you know?"

He Qingchi: "..." You have been telling the story for a long time, but you haven't reached the page turn yet?

Qin Chuan raised his hand and then scratched his left leg through his pants.

He Qingchi looked at him but didn't understand.

Qin Chuan whispered to Yu: "This queen Shu Ying debuted with her left leg prosthetic."

He Qingchi had an unexpected expression. When she looked at the beautiful face in the restaurant, she did not notice the situation under the other party's long skirt.

"This queen of Shu's actress only acts in international movies and rarely acts in domestic movies. It's rare to have one or two movies taken on, and she only acts in costume dramas." Qin Chuan finished talking about the key part and started to start the car and leave.

After all, if you have a whole left leg with a prosthetic limb, if you act in a modern domestic drama, not to mention the degree of acceptance by the audience, you will easily be criticized by your peers for buying marketing.

He Qingchi understood, but she just couldn't figure out whether this "Shu Ying Queen" knew her?

*
To be continued...