Here, Song Qiyue laughed with a group of princes and brothers, but her sight was wandering to find the man in front of the suit and leather clothes, which is her goal today, the son of the host of the banquet, Kang Gongzi!

Prince Kang is a thin scholar with glasses. If he was put in ancient times, he would be a weak scholar.

At the moment, Prince Kang is staring at her.

"Honey, let me get out of here." In July of the Song Dynasty, she greeted the people around her and walked away.

Prince Kang immediately followed.

In the corridor on the second floor, Mo Zhengyan looked at the figures of the two men who had left one after another silently.

Away from the noise, the hotel's back garden is quiet and fragrant.

The fountain was sprinkled with beads, and Song stood still in July. She turned gracefully and went up to the man who came after her.

Song said with a smile in July, "Prince Kang, the cooperation between your company and Wuzhou has already been settled. I think we can sign the contract today?"

"Miss Song, no, July, I..." Kang Gongzi was shy and timid, but he went ahead boldly. "The reason why I didn't sign the contract was that I wanted to spend more time with you..."

"Oh, that's what it is! If we sign the contract, we'll have more time to get along well with each other! uuuuuuuuuuu

"No! Not so! I mean, I like you! " When Kang Gongzi spoke, he blushed a face, and innocent people could not bear to hurt him. "I want to get along with you seriously!"

Song raised his eyebrows in July.'Are you telling me that?'

"... That's right! " Prince Kang hesitated.

Song looked at him in July. She always loved to laugh on her face, but did not have that kind of charming smile. Instead of the usual charming, she said, "Now, I tell you clearly, I and you, Kang Ziwen, this life will not be possible!"

Her refusal was thorough and cold, which made Kang's face blush more and more, and he was more anxious, "Don't reject me so quickly, you can consider..."

"Don't think about it, it won't be possible!" She interrupted him without hesitation. In July of Song Dynasty, her eyes were bright as the moonlight and cold. "If you really like me, don't tangle with me anymore." Signing a contract is the best result for me.

"I'm sure I'll sign the contract, but in July..." Kang Ziwen suffered repeated blows, he also wanted to express his feelings, but did not have time, a phone call interrupted him, Kang Ziwen answered and hung up, "July, I am sorry, I have something to deal with now."

"Bye-bye."

"You... Let's talk when we're free. Kang Gongzi obviously refused to give up, he reluctantly left.

There was a sudden silence in the back garden. In July, Song leaned against the fountain. She took out a silver cigarette holder from her handbag and took a cigarette.

The slender white lady's cigarette clipped to her fingertips. She looked for the lighter, but could not find it anywhere.

forgot to bring it? Bad luck!

Suddenly, behind the Roman pillar came a Click-Click sound, accompanied by a faint blue flame.

Looking around in July, Song saw that the hall was too far away and the light was not enough. Through the moonlight, she saw the silhouette of the man. The handsome face was set against the dark blue, and it was so magical. It's him, Mo Zhengyan!

"No fire?" His voice of smiling came to us in seclusion.

In July of Song Dynasty, however, his heart was lost because he looked at her as if he were trying to strangle her!