Hua Rong is no longer there, she returned to Tongcheng and wanted to redevelop, it was another fierce battle. In the past three years, the entertainment industry has been changing rapidly, and she is not recovering well, and it is estimated that she will not be able to hold her job.

Luo Nanchu lay down in the shade of a tree and slept.

The phone in his pocket rang.

Luo Nanchu opened his eyes in confusion, took out his mobile phone and took a look.

It's a local London number that looks a little familiar.

Luo Nanchu pressed the answer button: "Hey? ”

"It's me." A man's calm voice came from inside, "I heard Feng Jin say that you are still alive, do you have time today, let's come out and talk." ”

Luo Nanchu didn't expect that the first person to call her was Yan Qingfeng.

She hesitated for a moment, thought about it, and planned to ask Yan Qingfeng about Yu Xiaoyu, so she agreed.

It took almost half an hour to take a taxi to the café that Yan Qingfeng had booked.

Yan Qingfeng booked a separate box, and Luo Nanchu asked the direction of Fu Tingyuan's house number, and then looked for it.

The box on the top floor was by the window, and when Luo Nan pushed the door in, he saw a man sitting on the sofa with a notebook on his lap and working on documents.

He, like Fu Tingyuan, is a busy person, and he doesn't dare to slack off on his work when he comes out.

Luo Nanchu walked over and said with a smile, "Am I too late?" ”

Yan Qingfeng raised his head to look at her, although he had already been mentally prepared, but seeing the person who had been dead for three years standing in front of him alive, no matter how high his psychological quality was, he couldn't help but feel a little in a trance.

Luo Nanchu came over and sat in front of him, Yan Qingfeng came back to his senses, closed the notebook on his lap and handed it to the assistant beside him, and then smiled: "No." I've just arrived. ”

The waiter came in and brought a pot of coffee, and Yan Qingfeng poured a cup for her very gentlemanly.

Luo Nan took a sip of coffee at the beginning, and she frowned at the bitterness of the coffee without sugar.

"I'm sorry, I don't like sugar when I drink coffee." Yan Qingfeng handed over the creamer, "I forgot to tell the waiter, I'm sorry." ”

Luo Nanchu stuck out her tongue, she was really bitter, she put the creamer and sugar in the coffee cup, and smiled helplessly: "You people who don't put sugar and coffee shop must have different tongues." ”

Yan Qingfeng smiled, "For me, drinking coffee is just for refreshment, not for enjoyment. It doesn't need to be delicious, as long as it can be swallowed. ”

"That's why I say your tongues are different." She took a sip of her coffee and made sure the sweetness was normal before slowly putting it back. It's so bitter, and it's really exciting and refreshing to take a sip. But she was not sensitive.

Yan Qingfeng smiled, shrugged his shoulders, and leaned back in his chair.

The atmosphere was harmonious.

After the greetings, Luo Nanchu raised her head to look at him, she pinned the broken hair in her ears to the back of her head, and asked in a light and gentle tone: "I don't know Young Master Fu, what's the matter with me?" ”

Yan Qingfeng took a sip of coffee, then looked at her calmly and asked, "I heard that you came back to live with Ting Yuan for three days, what do you think of him now compared to three years ago?" ”

Luo Nanchu was stunned for a moment before smiling and said, "Very good." It's amazing. As I thought, it makes me happy and proud. ”

Her voice was calm and calm, her smile was bright and bright, Yan Qingfeng knew that she was sincere in saying this.

He leaned back on the couch and sighed softly, turning his head to look out the window.