Zhao Muxin bit his teeth, and then endured the impulse of not taking the tea in front of him to greet him.


    She sat here for nearly half an hour without any reason, waiting patiently for him to finish his meal, thinking that there was something important, so he threw such a sentence to her.


    She picked up the bag and went straight away, because of the magic, the pace is very big.


    "Miss Lu Wanqi told me to go out of the box on Tuesday afternoon


    Hotel afternoon tea is generally not open to the public, but Hilton''s afternoon tea is famous in a city, many people like to drink afternoon tea in Hilton.


    Lu Zhaoran probably has no idea of the development of online catering for the time being. He has made a hotel rule that he has to reserve afternoon tea in advance.


    Xia Wanqi has a room in Hilton, and the room card is in her hand. She wants to stay, and the people in the hotel can''t know in advance.


    But if she asked someone to come, afternoon tea must be reserved, otherwise it is not convenient for her to operate.


    Zhao Muxin was stunned for a moment. The man who made her angry just now came out.


    She just wanted to say thank you to him, but he suddenly said: "Miss Zhao''s news is not very well-informed."


    “……” Why is Lu Zhaoran''s mouth so cheap? Zhao Muxin swallowed the "thank you" and left with his bag.


    Liu zhenleng for a moment, looking at Lu Zhaoran, some unknown, so: "Mr. Lu, the news of our hotel has always been well protected, Miss Zhao does not know, is not it a good thing?"


    Hearing his words, Lu Zhaoran glanced at him: "Oh."


    Liu Zhen is a brain question mark, but the vision falls to Lu Zhaoran''s that icy face, he still held back.


    Lu Zhaoran doesn''t like being asked so many questions about why. He''d better hold on.


    Zhao Muxin all the way down the stairs out of the shop, had been Lu Zhaoran angry, looking at the great rain, she is more irritable.


    She knew that if she met Lu Zhaoran, it would be no good!


    It was sunny this morning. She didn''t expect that it would rain all of a sudden. There was no umbrella in her bag. Such a heavy rain could turn into a drowned chicken in two minutes. She had to meet Xin Zhiyue in the afternoon.


    But this thunderstorm made it hard for her to take a taxi. There were eight people in front of the line.


    She had to go back and stand under the eaves, intending to wait until the rain stopped.


    When the black car came, Zhao Muxin was looking at Xia Wanqi''s black history.


    The car stopped in front of her, the door of the co driver opened, Liu Zhen got out of the car with an umbrella and went to her: "Miss Zhao, it''s raining so hard, shall we see you off?"


    The film on the car window has been specially treated. She can''t see inside. When Zhao Muxin looks over, he can''t see anything but black.


    She hesitated for a moment and finally gave in: "thank you."


    "You''re welcome, Miss Zhao."


    Liu Zhen helped her to the back seat. The door opened and Zhao Muxin saw that Lu Zhaoran was looking good inside.


    She pursed her lower lip, "President Lu."


    "Well."


    He answered coldly, then closed his eyes and fell asleep. He didn''t speak any more.


    Zhao Muxin bit her teeth and bent into the car.


    If Lu Zhaoran couldn''t spit an ivory out of the dog''s mouth just now, she would rather not do anything this afternoon than get into his car.


    Hum, he''s smart! The bus goes back to Hilton headquarters first, and Lu Zhaoting gets off first.


    The driver looked back at her and said, "Miss Zhao, where are you going?"


    Zhao Muxin was not polite: "please send me to Xihua middle school."


    The driver nodded, "OK, Miss Zhao."


    Since that incident, Xin Zhiyue completely quit the entertainment industry, took more than one million compensation.


    But at the beginning of this year, her mother died.


    Now she has a coffee shop in Xihua middle school, and she has a good life.


    It was forty minutes before the car stopped at Xihua middle school. Zhao Muxin found Xin Zhiyue''s coffee shop.


    The rain has stopped, the school''s lunch break is almost over, and students in school uniforms come and go at the school gate.


    She stood in front of the coffee shop, rarely hesitant.


    That matter, for Xin Zhiyue, is a wound, she so rashly come to the door, is tantamount to re expose other people''s scars.


    After a moment''s hesitation, she pushed the door open and walked in.


    "Welcome, ladies?"


    It''s not Xin Zhiyue, but her shop assistant.


    Zhao Muxin hit a finger, followed the other side to the window position to sit down.


    Xin Zhiyue didn''t seem to be in the store. She ordered a cake and a cup of cappuccino. When she closed the menu, Zhao Muxin asked, "Hello, isn''t your store manager here?""Ah, are you looking for our store manager? She''s just been out for a while and will be back later. "


    Zhao Muxin nodded: "can you please help me when she comes back later?"


    "OK, no problem."


    The other side laughed and then pulled down.


    Now it''s more than two o''clock. Zhao Muxin waited for more than half an hour, and finally saw Xin Zhiyue coming in from the door.


    She is much fatter than when she first appeared, with light makeup, sweet features, long hair and shawl, and a dimple when she laughs.


    The shop assistant motioned to her and Xin Zhiyue looked at her.


    Zhao Muxin also gave her a smile, soon, the other side came over, "Hello, I heard you''re looking for me."


    Zhao Muxin nodded: "Hello, I''m Zhao Muxin, a reporter."


    Xin Zhiyue sat down directly opposite her, "Hello, Miss Zhao. Why did you come to me? "


    Two years ago, she seems to forget the general, she points out that he is a reporter, but Xin Zhiyue still did not respond.


    Zhao Muxin pursed her lips: "Miss Xin, I''m sorry to disturb you. It''s nothing. I just want to know you."


    She said, took out a one hundred, pressure on the table: "I still have something to do, go first." "Wait, Miss Zhao!"


    Zhao Muxin just got up. When she heard her words, she was stunned and looked back at her: "Miss Xin?"


    "Are you doing it for two years ago?"


    Zhao Muxin frowned and sat back again: "it''s true, but I think it should be me who bothered."


    Xin Zhiyue smiles for a while, but there is no smile in her smile: "it''s not disturbing, if Miss Zhao is really capable."


    She said, looking straight at her.


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