Chapter 1370 People Are More Delicate than Flowers

At 7 o'clock in the evening, Lin Huan came to a high-end Western restaurant in Tianhai City, where he would have dinner with the beautiful host Song Qing tonight.

Lin Huan didn't wait too long. Song Qing came to the restaurant at 7:10.

For this date, Song Qing specially changed her outfit, no longer an intellectual skirt suit, but a GUCCI red silk evening dress.

Although this evening dress was not a high-end dress, Song Qing reluctantly spent more than 100,000 yuan to buy it. At that time, she bought it to attend an awards show in the field of hosting. It can be said that it was painful for a long time.

But as expensive as it is, it can highlight the advantages of Song Qing's figure to the greatest extent, making Song Qing look dazzling!

As soon as Song Qing walked into the restaurant wearing this evening dress, she attracted the attention of many customers. From time to time, the voice of "Ah, look, it's Song Qing!" came out, and many people picked up their mobile phones and started taking pictures of her.

Song Qing all responded with smiles. As the saying goes, everything is fine if you are in a good mood. Song Qing was about to have a meal with her sweetheart, so her mood was naturally very high.

In order to avoid some trouble, Lin Huan specially booked a private room. After Song Qing walked into the private room, Lin Huan never took his eyes away from her.

Being stared at by Lin Huan like this, even Song Qing felt a little shy: "Is there something on my face?"

This was originally a joke, but Lin Huan actually nodded seriously and said, "Yes, do you want me to wipe it off for you?"

"Ah, is it true?" Song Qing immediately became nervous. She looked in the mirror carefully before going out and didn't notice anything on her face. Could it be makeup?

Just when Song Qing was secretly nervous, Lin Huan smiled and said: "There is a flower on your face. It is very beautiful. No, it should be more beautiful than the flower. This is exactly what I said."

Hearing this, Song Qing knew that Lin Huan was making fun of her. At that moment, she asked half shyly and half curiously: "Which sentence?"

"People are more delicate than flowers." Lin Huan stared into Song Qing's eyes and said slowly.

Song Qing blushed and spat softly: "Is this how you always chase those women?"

"Of course not." Lin Huan touched his nose and said with a toothy smile: "They like me because of my appearance, loyalty to my character, and talent."

"..." Song Qing suddenly realized that Lin Huan was a bit narcissistic, looks? Frankly speaking, she never thought Lin Huan was very handsome, just good-looking.

As for character... Ahem, is Huaxin Big Carrot qualified to talk about character?

Only the last sentence "stuck in talent" is somewhat convincing. Lin Huan is indeed a very talented man. There is a video of him playing the piano at the Huacheng University orientation party on the Internet. Song Qing watched it more than a hundred times and was mesmerized. .

But no matter what, Lin Huan praised her for being more beautiful than a flower, and Song Qing was very impressed: "I think you have captured the hearts of so many women with your clever mouth."

"Okay, okay, whatever you say will be what it is." Lin Huan walked to Song Qing with a smile, helped her pull out the chair, and then pressed her shoulders to let her sit down.

After ringing the bell, ordering, and waiting for the waiter to go out, Song Qing put on a solemn look and said, "Lin Huan, there is something I don't know whether I should say."

Lin Huan raised his eyebrows: "Tell me and listen."

"I brought a recording pen when I went to interview Sanchuan Hongyan this morning." Song Qing took out a burgundy recording pen from his bag and put it on the table, and continued: "Maybe I accidentally touched the recording button. , and then a recording was made.”

Lin Huan's expression changed, and he had a bad feeling in his heart. Could it be that Song Qing recorded the conversation between him and Sanchuan Hongyan?

Song Qing had been observing the changes in Lin Huan's expression. Seeing his change of expression, Song Qing knew that he had guessed correctly.

"Listen to it." Song Qing found the recording and pressed the play button.

After interviewing Sanchuan Hongyan, Song Qing returned to the hotel where she stayed and began to prepare for the evening date. When she was packing her bag, she found that the recorder was on. Out of curiosity, she decided to take a look and record everything. Something.

After hearing this, she heard what happened after she fainted. At that moment, Song Qing was terrified.

If the mysterious man hadn't appeared in time, wouldn't she have been humiliated by Sanchuan Hongyan?

While she was grateful to the mysterious man, Song Qing also hated Sanchuan Hongyan, but she was very curious about who the mysterious man was and why she had never heard his voice before.

What is the relationship between him and Lin Huan?

Could he... be Lin Huan?

If Song Qing hadn't known that she would have dinner with Lin Huan tonight, she would have called Lin Huan to ask. Some things were better discussed in person.

Listening to the familiar conversation coming from the recorder, Lin Huan couldn't help but smile bitterly. As expected, his conversation with Sanchuan Hongyan was recorded, and now he was in big trouble.

"Lin Huan, who is that person?" Song Qing asked in a deep voice after turning off the recorder.

Lin Huan touched his nose and remained silent.

What could he say? This matter is too difficult to explain. Even if he explains it clearly, whether he can convince Song Qing is still a problem.

Seeing Lin Huan's silence, Song Qing felt a little more confident: "That person...is you?"

Lin Huan raised his eyebrows and looked a little surprised. He didn't expect Song Qing's intuition to be so sharp.

"That person is you, right? Otherwise, how could you happen to be near the Peninsula Hotel? Apart from you, I don't know any masters, and no masters care about my feelings like this."

"Besides... there is also a problem with the name Lin Daxiong. As the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. People who practice martial arts have a kind of arrogance. Since that person is so capable, how can he willingly call others a hero? ?”

Song Qing stared into Lin Huan's eyes and asked urgently.

Lin Huan was silent for a while. He had to admit that Song Qing's analysis made sense, but he still didn't want to admit it.

So Lin Huan sighed and said: "What does it matter if it's me or not? Anyway, Sanchuan Hongyan got the punishment he deserved, and you were not harmed."

"No, it does matter." Song Qing said stubbornly, "I have to know who saved me."

"What happens after you find out? Is it possible that you still want to pledge yourself to me?" Lin Huan said with a strange expression.

Song Qing's face froze, then she smiled and said: "If that person is you, I can consider committing myself to him. If not, then I will have to be a cow or a horse in my next life."

Lin Huan: "..."

What does Song Qing mean? Is she confessing her love?

"Then now that I admit that those are my words, am I suspected of taking advantage of you?"

Lin Huan thought about it for a long time and said playfully.

"I knew it was you!" Song Qing looked excited, stood up and walked towards Lin Huan.

Lin Huan raised his eyebrows. He didn't understand what Song Qing wanted to do, but he still stood up subconsciously.

At this moment, Song Qing suddenly sped up, jumped into Lin Huan's arms with a single step, then raised her head and put her red lips on her!