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Qiao Lian opened her mouth to speak but after noticing his cold gaze, she did not dare to continue. She could only walk over obediently and sit beside Shen Liangchuan.
After all the dishes were ordered, during the period of time while they were all waiting for the dishes to be served, nobody dared to speak. An awkward atmosphere permeated the entire room.
Xiao Ye kept fidgeting and quietly tugged at Qiao Lian’s arm.
Ms. Qiao, why do I feel a bit cold?
Qiao Lian: …
How could she not be cold?
There was a portable air-conditioner right next to her and his entire body emanated an aura of coldness!
Qiao Lian stared daggers at Song Cheng. This person does not do things reliably!
Given that there were so many reporters here with extremely high perception levels, if they were not careful, they could give the game away.
In the middle of the silence, Song Cheng opened his mouth to speak, breaking the stalemate.
Everybody, don’t be ill at ease. After all, we are all friends.
The managing editor added,
Yes, indeed. Reporters and celebrities are natural friends. Our meeting here is fortuitous indeed!
Song Cheng smiled and said,
Yes. All of you should pretend as though Best Actor Shen and I are not present. Do as you please.
Everybody else present thought,
How could we pretend as though the both of you aren’t here!
Still, nobody dared to speak. Thus, sitting at a completely silent dining table, the managing editor tried to find a conversational topic.
Haha, actually there are many employees in our news agency who are also fans of Best Actor Shen!
Song Cheng arched his eyebrows, looked towards Qiao Lian and said,
Oh? Who are they?
Xiao Ye opened her mouth to speak first,
We all are! However, if you are talking about a diehard fan, then it’s definitely Ms. Qiao!
Qiao Lian: …!!
She jerked her head up and her first reaction was to look at Shen Liangchuan, only to see him slightly raise his eyes and look over at her direction after hearing Xiao Ye’s words.
Qiao Lian hurriedly waved her hands and said,
No, no, I-
You don’t have to be shy, Ms. Qiao!
Xiao Ye said excitedly,
On her first day at the news agency, Ms. Qiao told us that she was a fan of Best Actor Shen! Photos of Best Actor Shen were scattered across her computer’s desktop — she had even photoshopped a photo of Best Actor Shen and her standing together.
Qiao Lian wanted to stuff objects into Xiao Ye’s mouth until it was completely swollen!
Song Cheng laughed heartily. As though he had just thought of something, he said,
I can’t believe that… Ms. Qiao and Best Actor Shen had such a history together!
Qiao Lian did not dare to look at Shen Liangchuan’s reaction. She hurriedly said,
I haven’t done those things. Don’t spout nonsense, Xiao Ye!
I am not spouting nonsense. The photos are still stored in my cell phone.
As she finished speaking, she searched for the photograph on her cell phone and passed it to Song Cheng.
Song Cheng took the cell phone. Qiao Lian yelled and threw herself at him, saying,
Ah, don’t look!
Qiao Lian skirted around Shen Liangchuan, determined to snatch the phone over. It would be simply outrageous if that photograph was seen by anyone!
At this moment, a bony hand suddenly reached out and directly grabbed the cell phone.
Qiao Lian immediately recognized the hand as Shen Liangchuan’s hand.
She was brave enough to try and snatch the phone from Song Cheng. However, how could she find the courage to snatch it from Shen Liangchuan?!
At this moment, she fervently wished that a hole would open up and swallow her whole!
Shen Liangchuan lowered his head and looked at the photograph on the cell phone.
It was a wedding photograph.
A girl, wearing an elegant white wedding dress, was standing on the beach. Her face was unmistakably Qiao Lian’s. Meanwhile, the face of the man standing beside her was definitely his.
She smiled happily and a couple of dimples formed on her face. Her head was slightly tilted and she was lying on his shoulder.
Shen Liangchuan’s gaze deepened and then he slowly raised his head.
He suddenly had a strange feeling, as though there was something flourishing in his heart.
Even though Qiao Lian avoided him, she could feel him gazing at her. She felt nervous and uneasy.
If even a bowl of noodles could get on his nerves, then wouldn’t he become angry over this photograph?
