Play fast and fast, eat up the love brain in one bite

[Mission target: Shen Lingzhou]

The sound of the system suddenly stopped.

Chun Nianren waited for a long while and then tightly closed his eyes.

What about quality control?

She really wanted to know how the System Alliance could have such a junk system!

There are no mission star ratings, and no details about the target's blackening!

She now only has the memory of this body.

The principal dancer of Haishi Ballet Company, she comes from a scholarly family.

As for the Shen Luzhou in her memory, he used to be her senior in college and now he is a financial tycoon with wealth comparable to that of a country.

The two of them once had... a lot of interactions.

When Shen Qizhou was in college, he was admitted to the Finance Department of Huaqing University in a low-key manner.

The two had a romantic relationship.

The financial genius, the dance beauty, and the talented man and beautiful woman are also well-known stories throughout the school.

But this beautiful story ended on the eve of graduation.

On the day she received the invitation letter from a famous foreign ballet company, she resolutely chose to go abroad and cut off contact with Shen Luzhou.

As soon as Shen Luzhou graduated, she took over Shen's company, shocking everyone. Everyone laughed at her for picking up sesame seeds and losing watermelons...

Today was her first performance after returning to China. The performance went very smoothly. To celebrate, the troupe arranged this party.

The ceiling light in the club's private room was elegant, falling on Chun Nianren's cold snow-covered face, illuminating her eyes which were beginning to be intoxicated.

She stood up slowly. Her white sleeveless dress showed off her perfect and elegant figure, but it could not hide her straight legs, which were moving in disorder and her steps were messy.

He waved his hand to ignore the questions from his colleagues around him, and staggered out the door, holding on to the wall.

I found a window to lean against, picked up my phone, and slid my finger across the screen.

She was drowsy from the alcohol and looked through her contact list, but after searching through it again and again, she couldn't find anyone to pick her up.

There was a sudden commotion in the distance.

She raised her eyes hazily and saw the man who usually only appeared in financial news appear at the elevator entrance.

The man must have just finished a social event and was surrounded by people. His eyes were cold and indifferent, and the collar of his well-tailored shirt was unbuttoned, which gave him a hint of maturity and rigor.

With a suit jacket draped over his arm, beneath the luxurious crystal chandelier in the reception room, his indifferent facial features, as if carved with a carving knife along perfect proportions, were indescribably noble.

Her gaze was fixed on Shen Luzhou's deep face. Her scattered vision suddenly froze, and she sobered up from the alcohol.

The man walked out, with a bunch of people fawning on him.

He nodded slightly, and his eyes inadvertently swept in the direction of Chun Nianren.

Chun Nianren's heart trembled. He didn't expect that he would run into Shen Luzhou when he was almost drunk.

Fortunately, he seemed to be just glancing casually.

Watching the man leave, she breathed a sigh of relief.

He stood up with the help of the wall and took two steps when the alcohol suddenly took over his body. He staggered and almost fell.

I simply took off my high heels and walked out barefoot.

But before he could reach the door, someone hurried up and stopped him.

"Miss Chun!"

Lin Zhen picked up the shoes she had dropped and reached out to support her.

"The president is waiting for you outside."

Chun Nianren's heart skipped a beat.

She was startled and intoxicated, and the drowsiness from the alcohol washed over her consciousness in waves.

She couldn't control her body and could only let Shen Luzhou's female secretary help her walk out.

The car was parked not far away. The extended version of Maybach was low-key luxury.

Lin Zhen opened the car door and it was dark inside.

The man sat in the shadows. He came from a distinguished family, and after all these years of polishing, an aura of indifference and dignity was already engraved in his bones.

Lin Zhen carefully placed Chun Nianren in the seat next to him.

After arranging everything, she closed the car door, sat in the passenger seat, and climbed up the baffle between the driver's seat and the back seat.

The private space in the back seat was too quiet.

Chun Nianren frowned and turned his head drunkenly, his eyes met Shen Luzhou's deep and indifferent profile. The man had a straight nose and a smooth and deep jawline.

She seemed to regain some consciousness, but not much.

"Shen Jingzhou, why are you dressed so old-fashioned?"

She was drunk and spoke unsteadily, seemingly unaware that it was already the fourth year since she resolutely left, and she still thought she was still in college.

Because of her words, Shen Luzhou frowned, and finally looked at her sideways, but his expression was difficult to understand and his eyes were deep and unfathomable.

Chun Nianren leaned back against the car wall, her long black hair slightly messy, and her cold white skin was even more dazzling than the white dress she was wearing.

The strong smell of alcohol permeated the airtight interior of the car.

Shen Lingzhou pressed the window coldly with his finger, and the car window slowly dropped.

It is the cool evening breeze in late summer.

Chun Nianren's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, shaking open her beautiful and intoxicated eyes.

As if dissatisfied with his frown, she leaned forward.

The swan arm was raised lightly, and the soft white fingertips smoothed away the indifference between his brows.

Shen Luzhou's expression was no longer moved by her. His eyes were cold and he slowly took her hand away.

The car fell silent again for a moment, with only the sound of the night breeze outside, bringing with it the scent of an unknown flower.

Chun Nianren's pale and cold face was immersed in darkness, and she looked up to meet his lowered eyes with doubt.

The scene of his first meeting with Chun Nianren unconsciously emerged in Shen Luzhou's mind.

The sunset in the summer evening is dazzling and brilliant, and the bright golden light falls all over the world. When the wind blows, the tall and lush century-old camphor trees outside the Art Building of Huaqing University sway in the wind.

Rays of light shine into the dance studio on the first floor.

A young girl is practicing dancing in the classroom. Her arms are stretched out and raised gracefully, and she stands on her toes, jumps and lands. Her body lines are graceful and her posture is as noble as a swan.

Each of her movements was clean and proud. She raised her head, turned around, and leaped lightly, landing on the rise and fall of his breathing.