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Chapter 114 Confrontation
There are two mahogany staircases built on the third floor, in opposite directions, far away, with a faint light, one goes up and the other goes down.

The building here is very atmospheric.

A strong sense of history and rich background.

White evening dress and black suit.

Staggered up and down.

Two ends.

Cheng Xuran walked up to the third floor with her skirt in hand, and saw the person by the railing.

It seems that Xiaotao was not deceived.

Cheng Xuran glanced twice, her heart skipped a beat, she always felt that she had forgotten something, that feeling was inexplicable and ridiculous.

Uncle Li caught sight of Cheng Xuran and nodded in greeting.

"Boss." Cheng Xuran restrained her thoughts, stepped forward with a humble posture, and handed over a signed photo, "Sorry, my assistant is a bit rash."

"It's okay." Uncle Li took it over and took a look. The handwriting was beautiful, like the second test paper he saw in Song Yanqing's schoolbag a long time ago, and wrote a girl's name stroke by stroke: Cheng Xuran.

At that time, he was surprised and asked Song Yanqing if he had taken the wrong paper.

The boy was playing games by the floor-to-ceiling windows: "No, help people correct mistakes."

Cheng Xuran didn't have much impression of Uncle Li, but Uncle Li knew Cheng Xuran many times by accident.

"It's work."

"You're welcome, it's my pleasure."

Cheng Xuran chatted with Uncle Li in moderation, and proposed to leave first.

This little girl's sense of proportion is extremely precise.

No wonder people like it.

But over there with the Song family...

Some people and things don't need special fate, what should be met will always meet.

Outside the Hualin clubhouse, a Rolls Royce was parked.

Song Yanqing was resting in the car, wearing a black tie with a strict abstinence color.

After Uncle Li got into the car, he handed Cheng Xuran's autographed photo to Song Yanqing.

"Miss Cheng is in Hualin." Uncle Li said, "Your classmate's character has not changed."

Song Yanqing opened his eyes and saw the signed photo.

"Very free, right?" "Don't you want it?"

The person in the autographed photo is standing beside the train tracks, a boundless freedom as far as the eye can see.

It's signed below.

Cheng Xuran.

Song Yanqing glanced at it twice, took the autographed photo from Uncle Li's hands, and said in a tired and dignified voice, "It's useless to give it to you, I'll accept it."

Uncle Li was silent.

"Shall we go?"

"Isn't she in Hualin?"

Uncle Li understood.

I didn't send it last time, so I will send it this time.

After talking in the box for more than two hours, Tang Sheng was very satisfied with Cheng Xuran, but unfortunately, he didn't see any trace of Song Yanqing from Cheng Xuran.

Tang Sheng wondered.

Could it be that he had guessed wrong and it was rumored that the second master of Song Dynasty, Bai Yueguang, was not Cheng Xuran?
Tang Sheng sent Cheng Xuran out just as the door of another box opened.

The two groups collided head-on.

"Xuran?"

Duan Yunming's eyes wandered over Cheng Xuran and Tang Sheng, and he quickly understood something, and the smile in his black eyes sank slightly.

Followed by several investors, he walked in front of Cheng Xuran gracefully, and put his hand on her shoulder naturally: "It's cold, why are you wearing so little? Isn't it cold?"

White evening dress, off the shoulders.

Meaningful, not quite innocent.

However, he has a gentlemanly expression on his face, giving people the feeling of genuine concern.

"Teacher Duan." Cheng Xuran avoided him, treating him with respect and distance, "Long time no see."

Tang Sheng watched this scene without speaking.

Duan Yunming, wearing a navy blue suit, stretched out his hand to him: "Mr. Tang, I have long admired you."

Tang Sheng shook hands with him.

"It seems that Mr. Tang already has a favorite spokesperson in his heart?"

(End of this chapter)