Chapter 388 Black and White Photos

In a few days, the weather was sunny and sunny.

Xia Ling counted the days and thought that Feng Kun should have almost done everything. In addition, her reaction was becoming more and more serious and she could no longer hide it, so she asked Chu Chen to take her to the Emperor.

There was a car parked at the door, it was Pei Ziheng's Rolls Royce.

Pei Ziheng is a very old-fashioned and conservative person. He doesn't even like to change his cars. He owns three Rolls-Royces of the same model so that he can switch between them when doing maintenance or encountering a breakdown.

At this time, the one waiting for Xia Ling at the door was one of them.

Chu Chen invited her to get in the car.

Xia Ling stood by the door without moving: "We are going to the Emperor, right? Take this one?" This is too high-profile. Who in the Emperor doesn't recognize the big boss's car?

Chu Chen said, "This is what the boss wants."

"I want to change the car." She didn't care who meant it.

Chu Chen said: "I can't make the decision on this matter. The boss is holding a very important board meeting today. It's inconvenient to interrupt. If you really don't want to take this car, you might as well wait for the boss to come back in the evening and tell him personally."

Xia Ling was silent. The baby in her belly was growing day by day. She had to race against time to keep it safe. Even a day and a half was precious. She didn't want to wait any longer, and reluctantly got into the extremely luxurious Rolls Royce.

The car drove slowly into the headquarters park, and all the guard posts saluted them along the way.

After a long drive down the tree-lined driveway, they finally stopped in front of a building. Xia Ling recognized this building and was very familiar with it. It was the location of the recording studio. There were many music studios of different styles equipped with first-class music equipment for the use of Emperor's producers and singers.

When getting out of the car, many people coming and going stared at her.

Fortunately, she had expected this to happen a long time ago. She wore sunglasses in advance, covering most of her face and blocking many curious eyes. But he was very upset in his heart. Pei Ziheng insisted on letting her take this car, wasn't it just to declare his ownership of her in front of everyone? I'm afraid that within a day, rumors about her and him will spread throughout the company.

However, it doesn't matter anymore.

She took the elevator with Chu Chen to the 16th floor, Feng Kun's exclusive area.

The door was closed.

"Sorry, you two," the young and beautiful receptionist at the reception desk on the floor said to them politely, "Mr. Feng is still busy. However, he has ordered that if Miss Ye comes, let him know immediately." Hold on, two, I'll go in and make an announcement."

Before she came, she asked Chu Chen to make an appointment with Feng Kun. Now, five minutes later than the meeting time, he is still busy, presumably he has a very important inspiration. Xia Ling knew Feng Kun well. Although she was not as desperate as Wei Shaoyin when making music, she was still very focused.

"No need," she said to the reception lady, "don't bother him, and tell him about my visit after he finishes his work."

The receptionist responded.

Chu Chen pressed the elevator button for her and the door opened.

He let her in and then came in later.

"Ms. Ye," he put his hand on the control panel and asked in a consultative tone, "Which floor do you want to go to now? If you are waiting for someone, there is a small coffee bar on the second floor. There are not many people at this time and the sofa is comfortable. .”

Xia Ling knew about the small coffee bar, the environment was good, outside the floor-to-ceiling windows were terraces and gardens, full of sunlight and the fragrance of flowers. She had liked it there before, and besides, there was really no other place to go - although the Imperial Park was large, it was only a workplace, and there were not many leisure and entertainment facilities. There was only a small coffee bar like this in each building. And the restaurant too.

She nodded: "Just go there."

Chu Chen pressed the button on the second floor, and soon he arrived. He still let her out first in a very gentlemanly manner, and then he followed. This man, when he puts on the disguise of a gentle man, really doesn't look like a lackey at all.

Xia Ling walked in front, searching for memories and easily found the coffee bar. It's still the same as before, with carefully pieced gravel floors, old bar counters, tables and chairs, and the unique bitter aroma of hand-ground coffee beans flowing in the air. The sun shines in slantingly, and there is a beautiful tabby cat, leisurely. Lying lazily in the corner by the window and basking in the sun.

"Mr. Chu, long time no see." The barista stepped forward and greeted Chu Chen with a smile. In the Emperor, if Pei Ziheng is the emperor, then Chu Chen is also a prime minister with real power. Everyone wants to curry favor with him, but no one can afford to offend him.

"What would you like to drink today?" the barista asked him politely.

Chu Chen asked Xia Ling: "What would you like to drink? I heard that you don't like coffee. How about lemonade? The lemonade here uses specially prepared lemons. It has a unique taste that you can't see on the market."

Xia Ling was not very happy.

Yes, she does not drink much coffee and likes lemonade. But she really didn't like the feeling of being seen through by someone - especially by this annoying person. That was too bad.

She took off her sunglasses, glanced at Chu Chen coldly, and said, "You don't have to worry about what I drink. Chu Chen, when will it be your turn to take care of me?" She turned to the barista, "Give me a cup. Mandheling iced coffee, put less milk and more sugar.”

The barista looked surprised. He probably had never seen someone talking to Chu Chen like this before.

"Miss Ye..." He was a little embarrassed and turned to look at Chu Chen, "Mr. Chu..."

Good, he could call her by her last name, so he must know who she is. But even so, he still followed Chu Chen's lead. Who is the star, and who is the agent who should take the lead?

Her mood worsened, and she said, "I won't drink anymore."

Turn around and walk away.

Behind him, Chu Chen scolded the barista in a low voice: "Hurry up and go! Put less milk and more sugar in Mandheling coffee, remember?"

The barista obediently said: "Yes, yes!"

Chu Chen caught up with him in a few steps: "Miss Ye, don't be angry, the barista here is ignorant..."

Xia Ling turned to look at him. He swallowed the rest of his words and consciously stopped disturbing her purity.

Power is really a good thing, and being around a powerful person is like reaching the sky - isn't it? Just over a year ago, the guy in front of her was still arrogant in front of her, forcing her to despair, but who would have expected that things would change. Now their status has been reversed, and he has to be careful and watch her face.

All this is because of that man, Pei Ziheng.

Because, he fell in love with the phantom of a butterfly.

Xia Ling walked casually for a few steps along the coffee bar, and before she knew it, she came to a wall covered with photos. She remembered this wall. It was the Emperor's celebrity wall. The stars hanging on it were all the Emperor's very popular stars in recent years, including her in her previous life - Queen Xia Ling.

Among the many color photos, this one is the only one in black and white.