Suo Qingjun Chapter 42

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As soon as Xu Baiyan’s figure turned the corner, the phone in his pocket buzzed and vibrated.He hurriedly took out his mobile phone and when he saw the name on the screen clearly, a trace of imperceptible embarrassment flashed across his face that was still a bit panicked just now. He even slowed down his speech by half a beat unconsciously: “Hello?”

A low and cold male voice came from the other end of the phone. There was an undeniable sense of pressure in his tone. There was not much emotion, but it was inexplicably so that people didn’t dare to neglect: “The manuscript has been handed in? I’m downstairs in your studio.”

Xu Baiyan’s fingertips holding the phone tightened slightly, and he subconsciously quickened his pace: “Come on, come on, we’ll be there soon, don’t rush…”

“I brought lunch.” The man’s voice paused, and he didn’t ask any more questions. He just added a few words and hung up the phone.

Xu Baiyan looked at the darkened screen and breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, he couldn’t help but mutter “tyrant” and walked faster.

At the corner of the street, Qing Fengan was wiping the cream on his fingertips with his eyes lowered, his movements slow and leisurely, and there was a hint of tiredness in his cold brows.Jin Xianling stood beside him, scanning the passing traffic with vigilant eyes, always keeping one hand behind him to prevent anyone from running into him.

“This otherworldly sweet food is not difficult to eat.” Qing Feng’an wiped her fingertips, looked up at the flashing neon lights across the street, and spoke in a calm voice.

Hearing this, Jin Xianling’s tight jawline softened a bit, and she looked sideways at him: “Master, if you like it, I will find a way to buy it another day.”

Before he finished speaking, a slight movement suddenly came from not far away.The two looked around and saw a tall man standing next to a black car with smooth lines.He was wearing a well-tailored black suit with a meticulously buttoned collar. He exuded a cold aura that kept strangers away from him. He was looking down at his watch with a hint of impatience between his brows.

It wasn’t until Xu Baiyan ran up to him out of breath that the man slowly raised his eyes. When they fell on him, his impatience was a little less intense, but he still had no warmth: “Seventeen minutes late.”

Xu Baiyan stuck out his tongue and did not dare to refute. He only shook the sketchbook in his arms: “Song Xu, let me tell you, I met two immortal-looking people today! They are simply tailor-made for my new manuscript…”

The man named Song Xu raised his eyebrows slightly, looking past Xu Baiyan and landing on Qing Fengan and Jin Xianling not far away.

When he saw the ancient costumes on the two people, there was no surprise in his eyes. There was only a faint trace of inquiry in his eyes, and then he returned to calm, as if he just saw ordinary passers-by.

“Song Xu! Look!” Seeing that he didn’t respond, Xu Baiyan quickly took his arm and shook it, then ran back to Qing Fengan and Jin Xianling happily, “By the way, let me introduce you to him! This is Song Xu, who has opened a design company. He looks fierce at ordinary times, but he is actually not a bad person!”

Song Xu followed slowly, with a steady pace and a strong aura around him, but when he walked to Xu Baiyan, he calmed down slightly.He nodded slightly to Qing Fengan and Jin Xianling, his voice was low and cold, and his emotions could not be heard: “Hello.”

Jin Xianling subconsciously moved Qing Fengan behind him and protected him, and looked at Song Xu warily.The man in front of him had eyes as sharp as an eagle, and the pressure around him was far beyond that of an ordinary person. He was definitely not a good person.

Qing Feng’an just nodded lightly and looked at Song Xu calmly.He could feel that this man named Song Xu seemed to have a different kind of concern for Xu Baiyan. That kind of unconscious accommodation was hidden under the cold and hard shell and was not difficult to detect.

“They are Qing Fengan and Jin Xianling,” Xu Baiyan introduced enthusiastically without noticing the undercurrent between the two, “Their clothes are very beautiful, and the embroidery is particularly exquisite. I just…”

“Go back to the studio to hand in the manuscript first.” Song Xu interrupted him, his tone still cold, but he stretched out his hand to steady Xu Baiyan, who almost tripped, with an imperceptible meticulousness in his movements, “If you delay any longer, you will really be unable to catch up with the exhibition.”

Xu Baiyan curled his lips and muttered “I know, I know”, but he still nodded obediently.He turned to look at Qing Fengan and Jin Xianling, with an apologetic smile on his face: “Sorry, I’m really in a hurry today. If you have nowhere to go, come and sit in my studio. It’s upstairs, very close, and you can have a cup of hot tea.”

Qing Feng’an was about to refuse, but Jin Xianling responded first: “That’s fine.”

In this completely unfamiliar world, it is better to have a place to stay than to wander aimlessly. What’s more, these two people don’t seem to have any malicious intentions.

Song Xu’s eyes fell on Jin Xianling’s hand holding Qing Fengan, his eyes moved slightly, but he didn’t say anything, he just opened the car door for Xu Baiyan: “Get in the car.”

Xu Baiyan cheered and got into the passenger seat first.

Qing Feng’an looked at the dark iron box, frowning slightly, and a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.Can this coffin-like object really be able to seat people?

Jin Xianling noticed his uneasiness, shook his hand, and whispered comfortingly: “Master, don’t be afraid, I’m here.”

Qing Feng’an nodded, followed his strength, and bent down to sit in the back seat.

The moment the car door closed, the noise outside was cut off.Qing Feng’an leaned back on the chair, looked at the unfamiliar decorations in the car, and subconsciously leaned closer to Jin Xianling.

Song Xu started the car skillfully and neatly, and the body slid out smoothly.Xu Baiyan was sitting in the passenger seat, turning to the two of them and pointing excitedly at the high-rise buildings outside the window, chirping and introducing, while Song Xu was looking at the road ahead intently, occasionally glancing at the two people in the back seat from the rearview mirror, his eyes inquiring a little deeper.

Qing Feng’an listened to Xu Baiyan’s voice and looked at the street scene passing quickly outside the window, and suddenly a strange feeling came into her heart.

Perhaps, this journey to another world is not as bad as imagined.

Banxia novel, a lot of fun