Translator: Zayn_
A common language?
Song Qingyouâs expression was strange.
She was still a little confused when she heard the other partyâs ambiguous words.
Until Shen Xiuren got closer and closer, and winked at her, saying, â1 believe that Iâm no worse than those celebrities.â
Song Qingyou was speechless.
She understood that Shen Xiuren had believed the rumors and thought that she was an artist who liked to play dirty.
Just as she was about to take a step back and reject the other party, she heard a soft call from behind her.
Fang Yan stepped forward and stared at Shen Xiurenâs outstretched hand. âWhat are you doing?â
There was a hint of questioning in his tone.
When Shen Xiuren saw who it was, he couldnât help but raise his eyebrows. He stopped trying to hold Song Qingyouâs hand.
âAssistant Fang,â Song Qingyou greeted.
Fang Yan felt a headache coming on.
He originally didnât need to attend this banquet. Even though Ji Hui had connections in both the business and political worlds, he was far from being on equal footing with the Jiang family.
However, as expected, he received a message from his boss asking him to come over and take a look.
Fang Yan knew very well that he was not here to take a look at the banquet. He was clearly here to protect Song Qingyou.
However, he was delayed by work today and came very late.
When he arrived at the banquet hall, he heard many people talking about Song Qingyou keeping a gigolo and saw this scene!
Just now, Shen Xiuren and Miss Song were almost sticking together, werenât they?
If Mr. Jiang saw thisâ¦
Forget it, he didnât want to know the consequences.
âMiss Song, just nowâ¦â Fang Yan smiled again.âWhat were you doing with GM Shen?â
âI just said a few words,â Song Qingyou said calmly.
Shen Xiurenâs eyes wandered between the two.
Of course, he knew who Fang Yan was.
However, he wasnât sure if Song Qingyou was related to Jiang Zhihan or Fang Yan himself.
âMiss Songâs attitude is too cold.â Shen Xiuren smiled wantonly. âWe clearly agreed to meet next time and have an in-depth conversation, didnât we?â
He deliberately lowered his voice, and the more one listened, the more ambiguous it sounded.
Fang Yanâs scalp went numb as he looked at Song Qingyou in surprise.
Seeing that the latter had no intention of explaining, Fang Yanâs heart was filled with shock under his calm expression.
He coughed lightly and hurriedly said, âMs. Song, Mr. Barker canât get away for the time being, so he asked me to pass on a few words.â
As an assistant, Fang Yan couldnât use Jiang Zhihanâs name to do things. After all, it was only a matter of time before he was discovered.
Thus, when Shen Xiuren heard this, his eyes unconsciously glanced at Song Qingyouâs belly, wanting to know how true those rumors were.
Fang Yan did not want Shen Xiuren to stay here any longer. âGM Shen?â
Shen Xiuren readily took out a business card and stuffed it into Song Qingyouâs hands.
âItâs a pity that CEO Lin isnât here tonight. Otherwise, 1 would definitely look for him to discuss the cooperation.â
âI donât think Mr. Lin would reject working with Shentong Logistics. Miss Song is the spokesperson of Longxing Logistics. Weâll have plenty of opportunities to meet in the future. Weâll talk then.â
He waved his hand and winked at Song Qingyou.
He glanced at Fang Yan with a smile on his face, still wondering whether Fang Yan was pretending to be powerful.
As soon as Shen Xiuren left, Fang Yan quietly heaved a sigh of relief.
Song Qingyou looked over with a half-smile.
âAssistant Fang, what did Mr. Jiang want you to convey?â
âThis-â
Fang Yan was stunned on the spot.
He thought Song Qingyou would be happy to play dumb and not expose his random excuse.
He did not expect this person to not play by the rules at all.
Fang Yan clenched his fists to hide his stiff facial expression and improvised, âGM Shenâs personal reputation has never been very good in the business circle of Beijing. Miss Song, itâs better for you to stay away from him.â
In fact, ânot very goodâ was just a polite remark.
Shen Xiuren had no moral bottom line in private. Whether it was at work or in other aspects, he was a complete villain.
Among the people who worked with the Shen family, many were forced to do so.
Moreover, Shen Xiurenâs private life was also chaotic.
Although Song Qingyou couldnât find so many things, it didnât hinder her judgment.
Howeverâ¦
âIs this what Mr. Jiang asked Assistant Fang to tell you?â
âNo, thatâs just an excuse for me to send GM Shen away,â Fang Yan said honestly.
Song Qingyou couldnât help but smile.
Taking advantage of the fact that Fang Yan had yet to calm down, she quickly asked, âJiang Zhihan is lying in the hospital. Is he okay?â
âHeâs alright,â Fang Yan blurted out subconsciously.
He only reacted after answering her question, âI didnât even hear Miss Songâs question clearly, so I answered it directly⦠Why would Mr. Jiang still be lying in the hospital? You must be jokingâ¦â
âThatâs good.â Song Qingyou smiled. â1 thought the after-effects of his car accident had always been there.â
They had always existed!
Fang Yan smiled calmly and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead.
He always felt that Song Qingyou did it on purpose.
In order to prevent himself from talking nonsense again, Fang Yan could only leave first.
âI still have to greet the others on behalf of Mr. Jiang. Please help yourself, Miss Song.â
That was what he said, but no matter who he talked to, he was very close to Song Qingyou.
Zhong Jiayin, who had also been invited, came over to greet her and reminded her, âI keep feeling like Special Assistant Fang has been circling around you.â
Song Qingyou nodded.
âYou know?â Zhong Jiayin raised her eyebrows.
Song Qingyou didnât answer, showing her tacit agreement.
Zhong Jiayin turned back to look at Fang Yan, who was peeking at her through the cover of the crowd. She couldnât help but think about how Fang Yan reminded her not to tell Song Qingyou that Jiang Zhihan had been there when she was a guest at the All-Class Challenge.
Now it seemed that Song Qingyou wasnât completely clueless.
These two people were really interesting.
Zhong Jiayin snorted and suddenly walked over to Fang Yan, pulling the rich second-generation heir who was talking to him over.
âSong Qingyou, let me introduce you. This is the second young master of the Lin Corporation. Heâs barely good-looking. You guys are just the right age, so you can make friends first.â
It was as if she was going to introduce someone to her.
Song Qingyouâs mouth twitched.
The person who had been dragged was obviously very familiar with Zhong Jiayin. He muttered, âSister Zhong, stop joking around,â while looking at Song Qingyou with amazement.
When Fang Yan heard this, he immediately stood in front of Song Qingyou, blocking Zhong Jiayinâs line of sight.
âWhat?â Zhong Jiayin clicked her tongue. âSpecial Assistant Fang doesnât want them to know each other?â
âYou were talking and laughing with Young Master Lin just now, and now you donât want me to introduce Song Qingyou to Young Master Lin. Donât tell me-â
The people who were watching the show and the few people involved were waiting quietly for the rest of her words.
Fang Yan kept winking at Zhong Jiayin, telling her not to âleak the secretâ.
Then, Zhong Jiayin said arrogantly, âSpecial Assistant Fang likes Young Master Lin, right?â
Everyone was speechless.
Fang Yan was speechless. He looked up and met the terrified eyes of the person Zhong Jiayin was holding.
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