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　　The rain is pouring down, soaking the red carpet spread all the way. 　　In the mingling and sound and color, the celebrity charity dinner has been over for a long time. 　　 　　The underground garage of the venue. 　　Cen Yu appeared from the corner hallway, walking with the wind as if there was something to avoid behind her. 　　 　　Her looks are extremely beautiful, with smoldering makeup. 　　Especially the pair of peach blossom eyes, eyelashes sweeping, through a cold and arrogant, thorny and itchy. 　　 　　The black low-neck high-fashion dress wrapped around her body, outlining the unbearable thin waist, as well as the beauty of the bones under the rich and soft. 　　 　　The door of the car was yanked open and then closed with a loud bang, causing the sound sensor lights to light up in the distance. 　　 　　Tang Wan sitting in the driver's seat was startled, "What's wrong with this, so much fire?" 　　 　　The air in the car is suffocating, and the expression on Cen Yu's face is not very good. 　　 　　The window fell, water vapor mixed with the faint musty smell of the basement came in. 　　 　　She took a deep breath, calmed down and made up an excuse, "I didn't get the picture I wanted to take." 　　 　　At that, Tang Wan smiled, not caring much, and said comfortingly, "It's okay, it's the same for another gift for the old man." 　　 　　The auction items of the charity party were nothing but jewelry donated by brands and celebrities, and there were also many paintings. 　　All the auction items ended up becoming a climbing figure. 　　 　　The only thing that interested Cen Yu was one of the Chinese paintings "Apricot Blossom and Smoke and Rain" by old Mr. Liu Xuan. 　　 　　In a few days, Master Cen's 80th birthday, he always liked Liu Xuan. 　　 　　But when the auction was held, Cen Yu didn't expect that someone would grab such an unknown painting with her, and she couldn't grab it because of the large amount of money offered. 　　 　　Tang Yuan poked her head out of the car, "Where is Wenwen?" 　　 　　Song Wenwen is the life assistant assigned to Cen Yu by the agency, the young girl is still in the internship period and will only graduate next year. 　　 　　"Wen Wen's tutor temporarily asked for her, saying that there were some problems with her thesis, so I let her leave work first." 　　 　　Tang Yuan frowned, "Or I'll talk to the company and give you a new assistant, saving money is not so frugal." 　　Wen Wen's internship salary is low, but unstable, and she has to run to school twice in three days. 　　 　　"Don't, and then find a new assistant still have to grind." 　　Cen Yu said distractedly, his eyelashes lowered, clouded with a layer of tiredness and weariness. 　　 　　"All right, you're in charge." 　　Tang Yuan shrugged her shoulders, put her hand on the car keys, twisted half a turn, the engine fired up, and the low beam lights came on abruptly. 　　 　　A black Rolls-Royce came slowly from the opposite side, Tang Wan felt that her car skills were average, and stopped in place, waiting for the other side to pass first. 　　 　　The Rolls-Royce stopped not far away, the driver got out and put his white gloved hand on the door, as if he was waiting for someone. 　　 　　Not long after, from the building where Cen Yu just came out, a man came back. 　　 　　He has a well-proportioned and slender body, with a suit, as if he was born with a clothes rack. 　　The man's hands and feet are full of reserve, just standing there is enough to become the focus. 　　 　　Tang Yuan, as an agent who has been around for several years, has a clear understanding of the capital in and out of the circle, and recognized the man in front of her at once. 　　 　　She knocked on the steering wheel, "Hey, look ahead." 　　 　　Cen Yu raised his eyes to look over, the light in the garage is not bright, Tang Wan afraid she can not see clearly, cut a high beam. 　　 　　The man in the distance seemed to feel the change of light on the side and turned his head, his single thin eyes narrowed. 　　 　　The expression on his face was cold, but it did not prevent the whole face from being flawless, as if it had been finely carved and exuded the high-handedness of a superior person. 　　 　　Tang Yuan raised her eyebrows and tsked her mouth in satisfaction. 　　 　　"Is it handsome?" She asked with a twist of her head. 　　 　　"......" Cen Yu stared ahead, his tone flat, "Average." 　　 　　Tang Yuan expressed doubt about her aesthetics, "How can it be average, did you not see clearly." 　　 　　Cen Yu withdrew her gaze in silence. 　　 　　That one face. 　　She could not have seen it more clearly long ago. 　　 　　Her thoughts returned to the charity dinner venue just now - 　　 　　Amongst the competing actresses, Cen Yu sat in the corner at the edge of the podium, with guests walking past from time to time. 　　 　　The people who came and went were all intentionally or unintentionally sweeping their eyes over her, men's eyes were filled with amazement, women's eyes were filled with jealousy. 　　 　　Liu Xuan's "Apricot Blossom and Smoky Rain" was auctioned off for five million dollars. 　　 　　The auction hammer fell and the host was inviting the winning bidder to the stage when a booming thunder sounded, overshadowing the clamor of people. 　　 　　The lights in the venue abruptly went out, a thunderstorm caused the circuit to burn out. 　　 　　The party went on here, the back of the process has been nothing. 　　After discussing with the party director, the host picked up the mike and apologized, ending hastily. 　　 　　Surrounded by the sound of chairs moving away and people walking around. 　　 　　Cen Yu sat on the chair, did not move, did not rush to leave. 　　 　　Her night blindness is severe, night vision is almost non-existent. 　　Others can see things in the dark by the moonlight, for her, it is nothing. 　　 　　At this moment, people are walking out, can not guarantee bump, she simply stay where she is. 　　 　　When people were almost gone, agent Tang Wan called, because of the heavy rain and traffic jam, let her wait a little longer. 　　 　　During the waiting time, Cen Yu heard who's mechanical watch was 'clicking', not moving in a way that made people impatient. 　　 　　I don't know how long it took, but Tang Yuan finally called again, "I'm here, it's raining too much, you can come directly to the underground garage." 　　 　　After hanging up the phone, Cen Yu clicked on the phone's own flashlight function, the interface was stuck for a moment, and the screen abruptly went black, hiding in the sinking darkness. 　　 　　Because the auction was so boring, she spent most of the time playing with her phone, the power finally ran out and automatically shut down. 　　 　　"......" Cen Yu pursed the corners of her lips and reached for her handbag, but the small flashlight she originally always had was not inside. 　　 　　The gorgeously dressed stars left one after another by car, and the venue became quiet and empty, leaving only a scattering of staff to do the closing. 　　 　　The man who had been leaning against the wall since a while ago, raised his lazy body and made a sound also ready to leave. 　　 　　There is no other way, guessing that the other party should be a waiter of the venue, Cen Yu reached out and pulled the corner of the man's coat. 　　 　　Suit fabric is very textured, slightly cool to the touch. 　　 　　"......" 　　The man's movement was clearly a beat. 　　 　　"Excuse me," Cen Yu tried to make her voice friendly, "could you please give me a ride to the garage?" 　　 　　She explained to the tall silhouette of her upright figure in the darkness, "I have night blindness and can't see at night." 　　 　　"......" 　　The man's single eyelids lowered and he did not speak, as if he was examining her. 　　 　　The long silence made Cen Yu a little uncertain, thinking that the other party was reluctant. 　　 　　Just when she was about to open her mouth to say sorry, the man faintly 'um', the tone of voice is cold, no emotion can be heard. 　　 　　At that, Cen Yu breathed a sigh of relief and got up from the chair in the dark. 　　 　　The man pushed the seat back in time when she got up, not to bump into her. 　　 　　"Can you play flashlight on your phone?" 　　With a light source, she could barely see a little way. 　　 　　The man touched the pockets of his suit pants on both sides, when he was preparing to go on stage just now, his cell phone was left on the table, and was probably being put away by the assistant at this moment. 　　 　　"My phone is not here." 　　"Do you need me to help you?" He asked. 　　 　　The man's voice is unexpectedly good, clear and deep, spitting clean words. 　　In the words, there is a detached politeness to strangers. 　　 　　Cen Yu stared at the sunken night, somewhat lost in thought, for a long time before politely returning a 'thank you'. 　　 　　The company's main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers. 　　 　　The man frowned imperceptibly and precisely clasped her wrist. 　　 　　Between the touch of skin, Cen Yu felt the thin calluses on his fingertips, warm and rough. 　　 　　She froze for a moment, not having time to react, the man had put her hand on his small arm, through the shirt suit. 　　 　　The sense of boundary was briefly broken and quickly restored. 　　 　　The distance from the venue to the underground garage was not far. 　　It's just that the venue hadn't called yet and couldn't take the elevator, so they took the long way around and took the stairs. 　　 　　The man's words were few and far between, and the occasional utterance was one word popping out. 　　 　　"Steps." He reminded. 　　 　　Cen Yu took careful steps, head down, her feet were a darkness, as if at any moment a foot would step in the air. 　　 　　She unconsciously clutched the man's wrist, and her ironed and neatly pressed suit was clenched out of its folds. 　　 　　The stairs, which are seldom taken by people, only have the sound of high heels and leather shoes on the steps. 　　Cold, with reverberations. 　　 　　The further you go down, the more you feel the wetness in the air. 　　Rain leaked in through the cracks of the skylight, wetting the marble floor. 　　 　　The expensive high heels, which can only be used to walk the red carpet, stumbled on the slippery floor. 　　 　　Cen Yu instantly lost her balance, and her whole body fell forward. 　　The man was one step ahead of her, walking in front of her, and quickly stretched out his other arm to intercept her. 　　 　　The feeling of weightlessness was palpitating, and Cen Yu subconsciously reached out to grab him. 　　The steps were wet and slippery, so she relied on the other side to stand firm. 　　 　　Between the physical contact, she drifted off and found that the man was very tall, she was wearing ten centimeter heels and still only reached his chin. 　　 　　When Cen Yu raised her head, her head accidentally even touched him for a moment. 　　She panicked and tried to apologize. 　　 　　The 'snap' sound flashed by. 　　One by one, the incandescent lights in the building came on, and instantly the sky lit up- 　　 　　The man's face came into view. 　　It was an extremely good-looking face. 　　 　　The features were delicate and deep, with an untamed brutality in the brow bones. 　　The thin eyelids were downcast, and the dark pupils looked at her as if they were cold obsidian. 　　 　　It seems that nothing has stirred his emotional ups and downs. 　　 　　The person who used to dislike wearing formal clothes so much is now in a high-fashion suit, which sets him tall and thin and straight. 　　 　　The white shirt is buttoned to the top, obviously a serious strict dress, still can not suppress his body's cold arrogance wanton. 　　 　　Cen Yu's brain 'buzzed' a moment. 　　 　　She stared at him in silence, saw the small mole on the upper eyelid of the man, swallowed the 'sorry' that had not yet been said, and the curve of the mouth also converged. 　　 　　Shen engraved white calmly and her eyes. 　　Clearly the changes on her face to see. 　　 　　The smile is gone, replaced by a defensive line set up with reserved detachment. 　　It's as if he didn't put him in his eyes, worse than a stranger. 　　 　　They remained in the same position as earlier. 　　The man's arms are strong and powerful, locked around her thin waist. 　　 　　The back of the delicate evening gown was hollowed out, and his palms covered her exposed skin, delicate and rough colliding, rolling and burning. 　　 　　"......" Cen Yu chin lightly raised, voice cold, "Let go." 　　 　　Shen engraved white raised his eyebrows, obediently let go of his hand, the corners of his mouth falsely hooked. 　　 　　Half a day. 　　He lazily opened his mouth, "Night blindness is a good excuse, how come I didn't know before." 　　 　　"......" Cen Yu heard the faint teasing in his tone. 　　As if her asking him for help was lame and deliberately inviting. 　　 　　Seeing that she did not speak for half a day, Shen Engbai raised his eyes. 　　The small mole was rolled into his eyes and disappeared, dragging out a careless tone and asking, "When did you come back?" 　　 　　"......" 　　Cen Yu tilted his face and met his pupils, as if two deep, bottomless pools of water. 　　 　　With a calm attitude that nothing happened and her pleasantries. 　　Obviously they are not something that can stand and talk properly relationship. 　　 　　"Just send it here." She spoke indifferently, purely as if he was a venue attendant she didn't know. 　　 　　Cen Yu pulled out a pink bill from her handbag, folded it twice, stood on tiptoe, and stuffed it into the left breast pocket of his suit. 　　Fingertips gently and slowly patted his chest, "This is your tip." 　　 　　After saying that, she no longer share more to him, stirred off the high heels in the way, carried in the hands, barefoot and straight away. 　　 　　The aisle blew through the hallway wind, lifting her long hair like a waterfall, leaving only a cold tone of rose light fragrance. 　　 　　"......" 　　 　　--- 　　"You just returned to the country should not know, he is Shen Engbai, now Shen Group's power, the business world hot noble son, so many female stars want to stick to him." 　　The woman's voice pulled her back to reality. 　　 　　"......" Cen Yu listened to Tang Yuan's rather excited introduction, and for no reason a wave of irritation rose up, leaning closer to the steering wheel and turning the left toggle back to low beam. 　　 　　The man in the distance instantly hid into the darkness. 　　 　　Shen engraved white's line of sight towards their direction for a moment, the car lights shining blinding, can not really see. 　　 　　He lowered his eyelids, his eyes slightly narrowed, staring at a corner of the banknotes exposed in the pocket of his suit. 　　The traces of the woman's fingers still remain at the chest, tickling and tingling. 　　 　　The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you are getting into. 　　He suddenly smiled lightly, with a little coolness. 　　And then bent into the Rolls-Royce, isolating the two worlds.