You are my unforgettable sorrow

Chapter 350 I Just Don't Want To Be Misunderstood By You

Ye Qianning was not interested in the content of other people's chats, but now seeing Qin Kehan ​​as if she was afraid that someone would strike up a conversation and steal her limelight, she couldn't help but secretly smiled, and put the wine glass back on the serving table above, turned and walked out towards the back door of the banquet hall.

Going out from the back of the banquet hall is an exposed balcony. After walking out, a gust of cold wind blows in front of you.

Ye Qianning shuddered suddenly, took a deep breath, and became sober all of a sudden.

Just as he was about to go outside to get some air, he suddenly heard someone talking in his ear.

When Ye Qianning just walked out, she didn't notice anyone on the balcony. Attracted by the sound, she glanced around and found a person standing behind a pillar on the right side of the balcony, who seemed to be on the phone.

I wanted to come out to get some air, but I didn't have the habit of listening to people's corners, so I had no choice but to turn around and want to go back to the banquet hall, but I didn't want the person behind the pillar to hang up the phone and yelled loudly behind her: "Who, is it?" Who is there?"

Ye Qianning paused, and it was too late to continue walking, so she turned around and looked again: "It's me, sorry, I didn't know there was anyone here just now."

The figure in the darkness gradually walked towards her. After approaching her steps, he paused under his feet, and a look of amazement flashed across his expression.

"Oh, I should say I'm sorry, I thought it was a dog...a reporter." The man who spoke was a man about 25 or [-] years old.

He has a handsome face, a clear smile, and a pair of deep eyes under the sword eyebrows, shining brightly under the dim light of the balcony.

A decent casual suit with rolled up trousers and a pair of snow-white sneakers underneath is the most popular mix-and-match style nowadays.

Ye Qianning noticed that he seemed to want to say the word "paparazzi" at the place where he paused just now, presumably he should be an entertainer, and mistakenly thought that the paparazzi chased him here.

At present, many entertainment journals are called "paparazzi".

Ye Qianning is also a reporter herself, and she doesn't discriminate against the Yuji industry. On the contrary, she understands that the industry they are in is actually quite difficult.

She also has a friend who is an entertainment reporter, and sometimes she can sleep in the car for three days and three nights in order to find some news, and she may not be able to interview useful news in the end.

Of course, we still have to line up some "paparazzi" who maliciously dig other people's privacy and discredit the profession of Yuji.

Ye Qianning smiled, and corrected the man walking towards the opposite side: "Then you guessed right, I'm still a reporter, but I'm not a paparazzi, and I'm not here to eavesdrop on your phone call."

When the young man was told by her, he felt embarrassed, and quickly put his lips together and smiled at her: "You are quite straightforward, and I didn't say you were eavesdropping. Why are you so nervous?"

"I'm not nervous, I just don't want to be misunderstood by you." Ye Qianning didn't take it seriously.

Nowadays, artists are like this, and there is always some privacy that some don't have, and they are afraid of being dug up by the paparazzi and exposed.

"Then I didn't misunderstand, didn't you just say that you are a reporter?" The man looked calm and smiled at her with interest.

"..."

Ye Qianning was momentarily at a loss for words, sighed inwardly, and was about to wave goodbye, when she raised her eyes, she suddenly found that the man in front of her looked familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere.

But she was sure that she had never seen this man before, and after thinking for a few seconds, a flash of light flashed in her mind: "You are... Xiao Yichen?"

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Chapter 4, updated today.

It's all back to school, right? It feels so deserted...

(End of this chapter)