Bian Yan:【Xia Xia, haven’t gotten off work yet?】

Bian Yan: [I'm already downstairs in your law firm.]

Xia Zhi had just graduated from a master's degree and returned to China. She successfully entered a law firm in Tianjin as an intern. The two had not met for a long time. Bian Yan happened to pass by the law firm's location. Seeing that it was time to get off work, she made an appointment with Xia Zhi for dinner.

At the entrance of the escalator, Bian Yan leaned against the wall and tapped the phone screen impatiently. After waiting for about half an hour, Xia Zhi finally arrived late.

"Why are you so slow?"

"Sorry," Xia Zhi apologized, "My teacher suddenly asked me to rush a document, which wasted time."

Bian Yan frowned, "Is it your college teacher again?"

Xia Zhi nodded.

It's so late that I still have a job, Bian Yan sighed: "It's not easy to be a social animal."

Xia Zhi tapped her forehead and said, "It's not like you can make money by shooting videos every day. I'm still in the internship period, which is normal."

"The editing is also very tiring, okay? It's not as easy as you think," Bian Yan hugged Xia Zhi's waist, "By the way, why are you still following the undergraduate teacher?"

"The teacher is very awesome, and it is my honor to keep me."

During her undergraduate studies, Xia Zhi and Bian Yan were not in the same university. Occasionally, Bian Yan would hear Xia Zhi complain to her about her ruthlessness, so she always left an impression.

While talking, Xia Zhi looked over her shoulder and looked at somewhere behind her, and called respectfully: "Teacher."

The teacher has always lived only in Xia Zhi's mouth. Bian Yan was a little curious and turned her head when she heard this.

I saw the man standing in the crowd, with long and jade-like black hair slightly covering his eyebrows like black hair, his outline was deep and clear, and his thin lips were slightly pursed. His temperament was noble and cold, and he was alienated from being close to strangers. When his eyes fell on her, there was a flash of surprise and fleeting in his eyes, as if it was Bian Yan's illusion.

Jiang Shimo.

It was actually Jiang Shimo.

She kept this face in mind. After many years, she was a little more mature than she remembered.

She clenched her fists tightly, and the sweat oozed out moistened her palms, spinning, and her unconventional heartbeat made her feel numb all over.

Xia Zhi did not notice her abnormality and introduced to her: "This is what I often mention to you, my teacher."

She should have followed Xia Zhi to call him so that she could be decent and polite, but Bian Yan looked at that face but couldn't say it.

Jiang Shimo took a long leg and walked up to them a few steps. His sharp eyes swept over, "Will you introduce it?"

Xia Zhi was still a little unresponsive. According to Jiang Shimo's temperament, he should have nodded slightly and left, but he didn't expect him to pause. Xia Zhi came to his senses and hurriedly said, "This is my good friend, Bian Yan."

"Ha." Jiang Shimo laughed in an unknown way.

Only Bian Yan understood his ridicule.

I just don't know who I am mocking.

The shock caused by the sudden reunion has not yet dissipated, and Bian Yan couldn't respond to this unprecedented scene, but Jiang Shimo was calm and asked without changing his face: "Where are you going? I can send it to you."

Jiang Shimo has always been indifferent and alienated. As a student of his many years, he has never seen him ask him on his own initiative. Xia Zhi was inevitably a little flattered and politely refused: "Thank you, teacher, we are going to find a restaurant nearby to eat, so we don't have to bother the teacher."

Hearing this, Jiang Shimo nodded slightly and left over them.

When he had completely left, Bian Yan was still a little shocked.

"Bianyan?" Xia Zhi beside her was calling her.

She came back to her senses, smiled apologetically, pretending to be calm, "Let's go."

-

"Damn, did you really meet your brother before?"

The bar papers at night are intoxicated by the golden huddles, the hustle and bustle of wine, the deafening music covers the vocals of conversation, and the dance floor is full of people dancing to the rhythm.

In the locker next to him, there was a burning cigarette between Gu Jincheng. As Bian Yan shook his hand, the ashes fell on his expensive shirt.

"Yes, he is still my best friend's teacher," Bian Yan drank the beer in front of him depressedly, "This world is so fucking small."

Generally speaking, Bian Yan rarely speaks slander.

This shows her inner irritability.

"I'll go, did he say anything?"

"No, he pretended not to know me." When he thought of Jiang Shimo's almost unfamiliar eyes in the afternoon, Bian Yan pinched the beer can in his hand in anger, "How can he hold it."

"Your mother..."

"Shut up, don't mention my mother to me!" Bian Yan glanced at him coldly.

"Okok, princess, what you say is what you say." Gu Jincheng made a gesture of closure.

The cheers of the crowd came from the dance floor again. The two of them looked in search of the sound. The crowd was vacant in the middle of the dance floor, leaving only a sexual dancer dancing to the dynamic music, enchanting and fascinating.

"Someone actually robbed my sister, my limelight." Bian Yan threw the beer can on the table and strode towards the dance floor.

"Hey!" Gu Jincheng hurriedly caught up with her for fear of making trouble again.

-

The bar's second floor private room has sufficient sound insulation equipment. Compared to the noise on the first floor, it is more like a clearing bar. Jiang Shimo sat in it, calmly integrating into the soft conversation between cups and cups.

When the business is negotiated, only meaningless chat is left.

Xia Zeyan handed him a glass of wine, "I'm sorry, you'll take care of Xia Zhi."

"No, I'll drive," Jiang Shimo raised his hand and said he refused. "She has excellent abilities and I don't make much contribution, so I don't have to thank me."

"You can't say that," Xia Zeyan smiled slightly, "You also taught her knowledge."

Jiang Shimo was not grateful, "The master led the door to the door, and practice depends on his own."

Xia Zeyan raised his hand and looked at his wrist watch, "It's a bit late, I'll say goodbye first."

Seeing that he got up and was about to leave, the others felt a little late and stood up one after another.

Jiang Shimo naturally had no intention of staying and followed them out.

Without the sound insulation equipment in the private room, the sound of deafening music as soon as you go out. The cheers from the dance floor were too harsh, which made them and the group couldn't help but watch sideways.

Jiang Shimo paused.

With his height, the center of the dance floor was clear and you could see the girl twisting her body at a glance. Her lines and curves were concave and concave. He could even see the greed in the eyes of the men around him.

I haven't seen it for a few years and have the ability.

"Shi Mo?" Xia Zeyan called him.

Jiang Shimo was ashamed of hearing, with a blue face, walked down the stairs and headed straight to the center of the dance floor. His movements were so fast that even Xia Zeyan had no time to block it.

The man is too tall, standing out like a crane. His cold and noble temperament is incompatible with the crowd of people who are in love and twisting, and forcibly separates a path among the crowd.

A woman took the opportunity to take advantage of the oil, but as soon as she reached out, she was suppressed by the man's cold eyes.

Bian Yan did not notice the danger approaching at all. Her fair hand was raised in the air, and her hair swung freely with the movement. The next second, her wrist was pinched hard.

She looked at the visitor with a slight anger and crashed into a pair of bottomless eyes.

"you……"

"Who the hell are you?" The man beside Yan looked at Jiang Shimo who suddenly broke in, furiously.

The bar is prone to conflict, and the man felt that it was indecent to be interrupted suddenly and swung his fist.

Jiang Shimo pulled Bian Yan behind him and easily blocked the sudden fist with his other hand.

The commotion soon attracted the manager and security guard in the bar. The manager saw Jiang Shimo's extraordinary identity very clearly, "Sir, please calm down."

Jiang Shimo pulled Bian Yan out of the dance floor and sneered, "Are you capable?"

"Do you care about me?" Bian Yan moved his wrist that had just been locked in tightly, "Don't you not know me?"

He raised his eyebrows, "Don't you know you?"

"Go away!" Bian Yan pushed him away vigorously and walked towards Gu Jincheng who helped her pack up his things, "Let's go."

Gu Jincheng looked at Jiang Shimo deeply, and turned around and saw that Bian Yan had been away for a while, so he hurriedly caught up with him.

-

The coquettish Ferrari was driving slowly in the empty underground parking lot of the bar at night. Gu Jincheng controlled the reverse wheel with one hand, "You want to make your brother angry to death."

Bian Yan hugged her chest and said coldly: "He is not my brother now."

"Do your best friend know?"

Bian Yan never thought about this relationship, so she had a headache. She rubbed her temples, "I haven't told her yet, find some time to talk to her."

"Squeak--" The harsh brake sounded throughout the space.

Bian Yan leaned forward due to inertia, but fortunately the seat belt played a fixed role, "Gu Jincheng! If you can't drive, just say it!"

"Damn, who drives so hard..."

Before he finished speaking, the door of the black Hummer driver's seat that lies in front of their car was opened, and a slender figure came down from the Hummer.

The man turned against the light and had not seen his facial features clearly. When he approached, the faint light in the parking lot outlined his deep eyebrows and eyes, and his face was breathing stagnant.
To be continued...