On the day Zhan Shaoyin came back, Song Huayi made an appointment with him to pick him up at the airport.

The plane arrived at the airport at about three o'clock in the afternoon, and Song Huayi went out after lunch.

Instead of going straight to the airport, I went to a nearby flower shop.

She didn't know if Meng Qianjun was on a plane with Zhan Shaoyin, if she happened to meet Meng Qianjun at the airport, she would buy a bouquet of flowers for Zhan Shaoyin, and she could also properly suppress Meng Qianjun's commotion.

And even if Zhan Shaoyin asked her, she also thought of an excuse, just like what he said before: there are many paparazzi at the airport, and send flowers to make a show.

There are a lot of colorful and colorful flowers outside the door of the flower shop, and I just walked to the door of the store, but someone in the store happened to come out and hit the square.

Looking at the bouquets scattered on the ground because of the collision, Song Huayi hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! ”

When I looked up, I saw that the owner of the bouquet was a young man in his early twenties, not much shorter than Zhan Shaoyin, with a rare smoky purple hair that was particularly eye-catching, and he was wearing a lilac suit with a white shirt, which matched the purple forget-me-nots wrapped in this bundle of brown paper.

The man was wearing a black mask on his face, and his face and expression could not be seen, but a pair of peach blossom eyes seemed to be staring at Song Huayi with a smile.

Song Huayi has always been very thin-skinned in front of the opposite sex he doesn't know, and he blushed unconsciously when he stared at him like this, bent down to pick up the bouquet that fell on the ground, and carefully checked it to confirm that it was not damaged, before handing it back to the man, and said apologetically: "...... You see if it's broken, if not, pick a new bunch, and I'll pay you. ”

The man chuckled, nodded and said, "Okay, you can help me choose." ”

Song Huayi was stunned, thinking to himself why this person was so uninteresting.

She just said polite words, and there was nothing damaging about the flowers in her hand, shouldn't ordinary people say "it's okay" and then take the flowers and leave?

This person also turned back to the store as a matter of course, and said to Song Huayi: "Pick it." ”

Song Huayi secretly rolled his eyes and said to the clerk in the store, "Please help me wrap a bunch of flowers like him again." ”

"Okay, please wait.

You can choose to see if there is no other need, and the store will do activities with a discount of 1,000 or 80%. ”

Song Huayi turned around to pick flowers for Zhan Shaoyin, but found that the man had been following her, which was strange.

She can't be a pervert, right?

Deliberately rubbing until the clerk packed the bouquet, Song Huayi handed the flowers to the man after checking out, feeling uncomfortable but still maintaining a polite tone: "Is this okay?"

Mr. ”

The man smiled and said, "It's quite suitable for you, and I'll give you this bouquet of flowers." ”

Song Huayi: "? ”

The man looked at her puzzled expression, smiled and asked her, "Don't know me?" ”

Song Huayi's brows furrowed, and his face was full of doubts.

Should she know him?

Although the man was wearing a mask to cover half of his face, his peach blossom eyes conveyed his smile at the moment, not to mention anything else, just looking at the eyes is quite good-looking, like a beautiful person who only appears in comics.

"We'll see you again."

After the man finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the store.

Song Huayi looked down at the bouquet in his hand, confused.

This man has a brain disease, right?

She wanted to buy roses, but she couldn't pick them up with two bouquets.

Look at the bouquet in my hand, forget not to forget, I can still make do, just can save some money, so I simply took this bouquet of flowers to the machine->>

Field.

Song Huayi suddenly found out if she should wear a mask when she went out, and felt that after following Zhan Shaoyin on the news a few times, the paparazzi's attention to her was about to catch up with the popular Huadan.

Song Huayi stood in the crowd of people picking up the airport, looking at the exit passage.

After waiting for nearly half an hour, I finally saw the man who was very tall and outstanding1 and could be seen at a glance.

Song Huayi tiptoed and hurriedly waved his hand at him, Zhan Shaoyin also seemed to be looking for her from the moment he came out, and he saw her waving hard at a glance.

A faint smile instantly melted on his frozen face.

Song Huayi had a smile on his face, but his eyes carefully looked at the team behind Zhan Shaoyin.

Probably because this business trip was a matter of the Zhan Group, so naturally there was no Yin Cong'an.

The ones brought were all male secretaries and translators, and the only one Song Huayi knew was Qiao Mingcan.

Not bringing a woman should have reassured Song Huayi, but looking at this group of men, all of them are not bad looking.

Song Huayi, who has read too many comics, immediately thinks of his male boss and his male pets.

Zhan Shaoyin won't really ...... Don't like women, right?

"What are you doing stupidly?

Flowers aren't for me? ”

Song Huayi came back to his senses at this time, took a big step forward to Zhan Shaoyin, handed over the bouquet in his hand, raised his head and said to him with a smile: "Welcome back." ”

I don't know if it's because of these four simple words, or because of her smile like a breeze in the sun, Zhan Shaoyin's heart was filled with something at once.

The annoyance and exhaustion of this time were also swept away the moment I saw the smile on her face: "Sensible?"

I also know that I was bought flowers. ”

Song Huayi took out his set of rhetoric and whispered to him: "Isn't this what you taught me?"

There are many paparazzi at the airport, so you have to make a show. ”

Zhan Shaoyin, who was originally in a good mood, suddenly felt greatly reduced when he heard her words, and looked at the delicate and gorgeous bouquet of flowers in his hand, and felt that it was not so good-looking.

Song Huayi didn't have time to notice his little emotions, but he saw Meng Qianjun walking out of the passage wearing sunglasses and a mask.

Before she got married, Meng Qianjun was a dance star, but after becoming Mrs. Qian, her fame naturally rose to a higher level.

The paparazzi who squatted in the news naturally would not let go of such a great opportunity, and they all leaned over to shoot at Meng Qianjun.

Some people who didn't recognize Meng Qianjun at all took out their mobile phones and took pictures without knowing why.

I don't know what it is, anyway, everyone else is filming themselves, so let's take a picture.

Meng Qianjun obviously liked the feeling of being held by the stars, and generously took off her sunglasses and mask, and cooperated with the pose, giving people a very friendly and down-to-earth sense of elegance.

She is also sought after as an artist on the Internet, and there is almost no negative news and comments about her, and they all think that she is the kind of fairy girl who is knowledgeable and talented, which can be called perfect.

If Song Huayi didn't know her true face, she might think so.

"Is she on the same plane as you?"

Song Huayi looked at Meng Qianjun in the distance and asked Zhan Shaoyin.

Zhan Shaoyin turned his head and glanced at her, only to know who the "she" in her mouth was referring to, nodded generously and admitted: "It seems that I saw her when I boarded the plane." ”

Song Huayi asked knowingly: "...... She's in Paris too?

Such a coincidence. ”