Chapter 2408 Rejection (38)

She put down her chopsticks suddenly and raised her eyes with a calm expression.

"What's the name of the male artist you brought?"

The topic suddenly changed without any warning.

The man, who was as dull as a sculpture, was always behind her, staring at her quietly.

After she spoke, his eyes moved subtly.

Squinting slightly, the lowered hand slowly bent.

"What?"

It's still gentle and pleasant, and there's nothing unusual about it.

She didn't look back, but turned her face slightly, her eyebrows white and bright.

His expression was calm and calm, he didn't look at him, only looked at the ground.

"It's too cold at night. I need someone to warm the bed."

"He's quite good-looking. Can you let him come over tomorrow night?"

An understatement.

Reading between the lines, it seemed like she was interested in him.

Inexplicable interest.

The mature and calm agent, with dark eyes, answered calmly.

"Miss Yun, he is very busy."

"busy?"

She tilted her head, rested her cheek on one side, and looked out the window casually.

"It doesn't matter. Aren't you his agent? You pushed out all his announcements for tomorrow night. I can pay for any losses."

She is rich and wealthy.

The agent didn't answer.

The person behind him paused for a long time, unable to see his expression at the moment.

All that could be heard was the still gentle voice.

"Miss Yun is looking for him, what exactly is it about?"

"If you're in a hurry, I can convey it on your behalf."

Word for word, sentence for sentence, you can't fault it.

But she laughed, curled her lips, and picked up the chopsticks again.

Slowly.

"It's nothing important. I just think he looks good and want to make friends."

Really jumping around in a minefield.

Deliberately, extremely malicious.

"Mr. Shen is so experienced in this kind of thing, so he shouldn't need me to explain it clearly, right?"

She was meaningful and seemed to be pointing to something.

There was a long silence behind.

After waiting for a while, she held the chopsticks in one hand and held her chin in one hand.

After thinking about it, the time was set directly and the direction was obvious.

"Tomorrow night...just...eleven. I usually go to bed at eleven."

"You don't need to ring the doorbell when you come, just swipe the room card to come in."

"But before coming here, let him call me so I can take a shower and get ready..."

"Crack-"

There was a loud explosion, shocking and heart-stopping.

The person who was talking and planning was caught off guard and frightened.

Turn around.

It turned out that the glass vase placed on the wall had somehow fallen down.

It smashed to pieces, and glass shards the size of pebbles flew everywhere.

All the water inside also spilled out.

Bright white lilies lay limply on the debris-strewn ground, shrouded in white light.

And the manager, who had always been mature and calm, stood in the middle of the debris.

His extremely dark eyes looked at her quietly.

There was no emotion on his face, and it was eerily silent.

Like a robot with a weird program, it is charging and shining with a deep blue light.

Facing her, there was no expression.

She was stunned, slowly put down her chopsticks, and stood up.

Look at the mess on the ground, and then look at him.

Apparently, she underestimated his ability to control his emotions.

"You have a crush on him?"

He looked at her with emotionless eyes.

This time, he finally looked at her.

However, the feeling of looking at each other is like looking at a crazy robot that kills people without blinking an eye.

Shivering, feeling cold in the back.

The tone was very light, not even up or down.