Beijing Night Snow

Chapter 70 Do you know her?
Two days flew by.

Chen Yucong has a banquet to attend tonight, and Song Jinhe will attend as his female companion.

It’s just that Chen Yucong was busy with work during the day and had no time to accompany Song Jinhe to prepare.

However, Song Jinhe's special job makes her no stranger to various banquet activities.

The stylist arrived at home in the afternoon and did makeup for Song Jinhe according to the dress she had chosen in advance.

The makeup took a long time, and by the time it was almost done, Chen Yucong was almost ready to come back.

"Miss Song, take a look, is there anything that needs to be changed?" the makeup artist asked Song Jinhe.

Song Jinhe looked at herself in the mirror. Although there was a hint of narcissism in her, Song Jinhe was really satisfied.

"It looks very good. Thank you for your hard work." Song Jinhe said politely.

The makeup artist packed up and left. Song Jinhe was still waiting for Chen Yucong to come back and pick her up. She was sitting on the sofa and looking at her phone.

In fact, Song Jinhe was currently thinking about what she should prepare when she went to Hong Kong City.

Although they had everything they needed, what she prepared was definitely different. Moreover, it was Ms. Tao Ye's birthday, so Song Jinhe needed to prepare a formal gift.

However, Song Jinhe had no experience in this area, and she really didn’t know what to give as a suitable gift. She had been looking around for the past two days but had not yet decided.

Song Jinhe suddenly received a message on her mobile phone and clicked on it.

It was a friend request. Song Jinhe stared at it for a few seconds, not knowing who would add her.

She was a little hesitant, not knowing whether to add him or not. After all, just looking at the WeChat avatar and nickname, Song Jinhe really couldn't guess who the other person was.

Just when Song Jinhe was hesitating, there was a slight sound coming from the door, followed by the prompt sound of the door lock opening. Song Jinhe subconsciously turned around to look.

Chen Yucong is back.

"You're back." Song Jinhe said gently.

"Yeah." The man responded, then stood in the entrance to change his shoes, but his eyes were looking at Song Jinhe.

Song Jinhe also looked at the man. He was wearing a well-tailored suit, which gave him a calm and noble feeling. He did not look tired even after working all day.

Chen Yucong had already walked towards Song Jinhe and stood in front of her, still looking at her.

Because the distance was too close, Song Jinhe had to raise her head slightly when looking at Chen Yucong.

Chen Yucong was in a good mood today, which could be seen from the smile on his face.

"Do you want to change your clothes?" Song Jinhe asked.

Chen Yucong shook his head, "No need."

"Then let's set off now?" It's neither early nor late, it's okay to set off now.

"Book a restaurant, eat first, then go over."

"Will it be too late?" Song Jinhe frowned slightly. Although for someone of Chen Yucong's status, it wouldn't matter if he arrived a little late, Song Jinhe just didn't like doing things this way.

Chen Yucong shook his head again. "It's just across the street. We can still go there in time after eating."

For Chen Yucong, he didn't think so much. He was thinking that Song Jinhe had a bad stomach. Although there was food at the dinner, he always had to pay attention to many things unconsciously.

Worried that Song Jinhe wouldn’t eat well at the banquet, she just ate her meal first and then left.

The two of them left home quickly, and on the way to the restaurant, Song Jinhe told Chen Yucong that she wanted to take a break for a while.

"Then take a rest." Chen Yucong stroked Song Jinhe's hand, paused, and said, "Don't worry, I will support you." Except for the matter of leaving him.

Of course, Chen Yucong didn’t say this.

He and Song Jinhe have already reconciled, so he shouldn't continue to talk about those things.

Song Jinhe did not doubt what Chen Yucong said, as he had always done so over the years.

"Take a rest for a while first, and then slowly think about what to do." Song Jinhe herself didn't know what she wanted to do.

She has been learning dance since elementary school and has made it her lifelong ideal, but her leg was injured and she can no longer dance properly.

In fact, it’s not that she is completely unable to dance, but that she cannot undergo high-intensity training. As a professional dancer, the inability to undergo professional training is a fatal flaw.

But apart from dancing, Song Jinhe really doesn’t know what she wants to do.

"Take your time, don't rush." ​​Chen Yucong's hand stroked the top of Song Jinhe's head with extremely gentle movements.

The two chatted casually as night fell, the lights came on, and the car arrived at the restaurant.

The waiter took them to the seat that Chen Yucong had reserved in advance.

When the two had almost finished eating and Chen Yucong called the waiter to pay the bill, Song Jinhe went to the bathroom.

Coming out of the bathroom, Song Jinhe saw Chen Yucong waiting for her not far away.

The man stood there with an indifferent expression, but when he noticed the woman's gaze, his eyes became gentle.

Song Jinhe was equally gentle. She walked towards Chen Yucong, and they walked out arm in arm.

"What are you looking at?" In the restaurant, a man asked the woman next to him with some confusion, wondering why she suddenly lost her focus.

The woman came back to her senses and turned her head to look at the man beside her, "Was that Song Jinhe just now?"

The man was stunned when he heard the name, with a confused look on his face, as if he was very unfamiliar with this, but after a brief moment of confusion, he seemed to remember something.

"Are you talking about that celebrity?" The man vaguely remembered that there was such a person.

The woman nodded, "Yes."

The man immediately looked in the direction the woman had just stared at, but he only saw the backs of a man and a woman, and then nothing else.

“I didn’t see it,” the man said.

The woman didn't say anything, but she couldn't help but look towards the door again.

The man was silent for a few seconds, then asked in confusion: "Who cares if she is or not, it has nothing to do with us anyway."

"Who said no?" the woman retorted subconsciously.

The man was stunned again, looking at the woman with a complicated expression, and after a while he asked, "Do you know her?"

The woman opened her mouth but couldn't say anything, as if she found it difficult to speak.

The man looked at the woman who seemed to be hesitant to speak, and his curiosity was aroused. He urged her, "Why don't you say something?"

The woman immediately became impatient, "What are you talking about? It's just a coincidence that we met!"

When the man heard this answer, he was speechless for a moment, and finally said with some disgust: "Then what nonsense did you just say?"

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