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Qingran calmed down and looked again, and found that the man only looked similar to Song Zian at first glance. After a closer look, he only had a few similarities with Song Zian.
Even though he has already given up, when he accidentally sees someone who looks like him, he still feels a little abnormal.
Qing Ran smiled self-deprecatingly, raised her head and drank down the red wine in the glass.
Tang Hong noticed Qing Ran¡¯s abnormality and followed his gaze. He also noticed that the man¡¯s side face looked a bit like Song Zian¡¯s. He couldn¡¯t help but squint his eyes slightly, with a hint of danger in his eyes.
The elegant middle-aged man sensitively sensed something was wrong, and then remembered his purpose of coming to Tang Hong today. The balance in his heart swayed, and he finally chose to leave.
"Mr. Tang, I suddenly remembered something else, so I won't interrupt you."
Tang Hong smiled at him, and the middle-aged man left knowingly. Only Tang Hong and Qing Ran were left on the balcony.
"Remember Song Zian?" Tang Hong asked.
Qingran glanced at Tang Hong, and then realized that the middle-aged man had left at some point.
She looked away, "This has nothing to do with Mr. Tang, right?"
"Of course it's none of my business." Tang Hong smiled noncommittally and turned his head to look at Qing Ran, "It's just that we have been taking a break for a while. Should we go back to the reception? Otherwise, the host of the reception should Come to us.¡±
"I'm here to find you." Qingran looked up at the sky slightly, "I don't think I have the weight to ask the host of the reception to come to me in person."
It is already evening, and the sky has been dyed with a layer of gray-black color unique to the night, mixed with the blue of the day, forming a unique and beautiful gray-blue color.
Tang Hong was about to speak when his cell phone vibrated in his pocket. He took out his cell phone and his expression softened when he saw the name jumping on it.
Qingran happened to see his softened expression, his eyelids moved slightly, and he looked away as if nothing had happened.
The kissing couple separated and seemed to find the people on the balcony. They walked away together, and Qingran couldn't hear what they said.
Tang Hong answered the phone right next to Qingran, "Grandma, why are you calling me at this time?"
The old lady was wearing reading glasses and sitting next to the floor lamp. She was a little unhappy when she heard this, "You are my grandson. Do I need to take time to call my own grandson?"
Facing the childish old Mrs. Tang, Tang Hong felt helpless, "Of course it doesn't matter the time, but you rarely call me at this time, so I'm just a little surprised. Grandma, what's the matter with you? Do you miss me?" "
Only then did Mrs. Tang remember the purpose of the call, "Xiao Hong, I heard that you and your wife went to a cocktail party together. You haven't come back since the last time you came back together. Do you dislike me?" Is the old lady nagging?"
Tang Hong's aura suddenly changed and became cold and stern, "Who told you?"
Qingran turned to look at Tang Hong because of the changes in his body, and then took a few steps to the side, leaving Tang Hong enough space.
Mrs. Tang sensed something was wrong, "I called to ask, what's the matter?"
Knowing that it was the old lady who asked the question herself, Tang Hong immediately put away his coldness.
"Xiao Hong, are you unhappy?" the old lady asked directly.
"No." Tang Hong pinched his eyebrows, "I was mistaken." (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.com