The President's wife is a global sensation

Chapter 301
It's been a long time, and it's too difficult to ask the passers-by about the situation in the past.

The popularity of surveillance back then was far from as high as it is now, which has become an insoluble puzzle.

Leng Yan sat there with her lips pursed, silent for half a second, and suddenly said, "Send me the exact address of the station."

Minglang realized his intention in an instant, "You want to go there in person? Where did you get the time?"

He has been surprised recently that he has accepted a new play and spends all day on the set, even if he wants to make an appointment to meet, he has to squeeze the time, let alone go to Lincheng.

Leng Yan squeezed the center of his eyebrows, subconsciously glanced to the right.

Downstairs, Tang Yimo was still sitting by the window, with a fair and gentle side face and a beautiful temperament.

"Always find time."

As for the crew, he definitely won't stop.

Minglang knew roughly that his new play had something to do with Tang Yimo, so he didn't persuade him any further.

The phone sent the address, just when a bell rang.

He pressed the button directly, and then got up, "If you really go, remember to tell me, I will go first."

Leng Yan nodded, looked at the screen in front of him, and didn't make a sound.

Minglang exited silently, closed the door softly, leaving space for him.

He hurried downstairs and was about to return a call.

Beside, two unexpected figures came into view.

"Hi... what a coincidence."

Bright and sexy lips are raised, and a pair of peach blossom eyes are sparkling, and she can discharge electricity anytime, anywhere.

I just went out and saw them eating downstairs, and met them in the lobby in a blink of an eye. It seems that the girls' meal time is really fascinating.

Standing not far from him were Tang Yimo and Han Yuwei.

Tang Yimo tilted his head, looked at him, and felt that the voice was familiar, but couldn't remember it for a while.

At this time, Ming Lang's lips curved slightly, and he laughed again, "Speaking of which, Miss Tang is really good at drinking, and I was thinking about drinking together again when I don't know when next time, but I didn't expect to meet so soon, it's really fate. "

liquor!
The alarm in her head beeped immediately, and a hazy and memorable picture suddenly appeared.

He poured wine glass by glass, while she kept pouring it into her mouth.

……

Tang Yimo was a little embarrassed, paused, and introduced himself, "Tang Yimo."

He pointed to the people around him, "Han Yuwei."

Although she couldn't remember many things about last night, she still remembered that there were so many people in the box, and this man had the best relationship with Mo Xiqing.

"Qinglang." Minglang raised his head, and spit out two words lightly. When he spoke, the breeze brushed over the broken hair on his forehead, making his silver-gray hair more eye-catching, and his temperament became more flamboyant and unruly.

"My surname is Ming?" Tang Yimo murmured, a little surprised, and exchanged glances with Han Yuwei.

Ming's surname is very delicate in Beijing, because the vice president also has this surname.

Minglang seemed to know what they were thinking, put one hand in his pocket, and shook his index finger with the other hand, "Don't think too much, you two beauties, I'm just an ordinary son, and I have nothing to do with those big shots. "

That's what I said, but those in the upper class who dare to have the same surname as President Ming are definitely not simple people.

Tang Yimo knew it clearly, just as he was about to speak again, his phone rang again.

Minglang glanced at it, then shrugged helplessly, "It's a pity that there is something urgent at the moment, but there will be a chance next time."

Before leaving, he did not forget to settle the bill for Tang Yimo's box, then turned around with slightly raised eyebrows, and the tall figure quickly disappeared from sight.

(End of this chapter)