C11 Reencounter slag man

After Song Sze hung up the phone, the two of them no longer conversed until their car stopped in front of the Clear Music Hall …

This month, the night always felt a bit hot and stuffy, and even the mood would unconsciously change, like a firecracker that could explode at any moment.

Song Sze looked at the sleeping Wen Qingyan on the passenger seat, his eyes filled with gentleness. He wanted to touch her hair, but before he could do so, Wen Qingyan opened her eyes and stared blankly at the man leaning forward, staring at him without moving, as if she was trying to figure out who this man was and what he wanted to do.

His body fragrance that was unique to girls attracted him, as he lowered his head and kissed her lips. Unlike the previous time where he had lightly kissed her, the man had untied the seat belts on himself and Wen Qingyan, placing his hands behind her head to prevent himself from escaping …

After the kiss, the man pressed his forehead against Wen Qingyan's, looking at the girl's blushing cheeks, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Yanyan, next time you must remember to breathe well, otherwise I'm afraid the sweet kiss will turn into artificial respiration."

Hearing the man's teasing, Wen Qingyan's face seemed to burn as she pushed the man in front of her away, not daring to look at him.

The two of them sat in the carriage quietly until a horn sounded from the back. Then, Song Size let Wen Qingyan get off the car and went to the parking lot to stop the car.

Just as Wen Qingyan was walking towards the Begonia Hall that she had reserved earlier, she heard a burst of noise coming from inside the house from outside the door.

"Manager Zhang, I think this room is pretty good. You know my father well, and he doesn't like to show off. Also, he likes this kind of antique. Please book one for us tonight." The voice of a somewhat familiar woman sounded from the private room.

Immediately after, a man echoed, "Sure, then I'll reserve this Begonia Hall for Miss. Little Wang, hurry up and pack up … "

"But …" But there was a Miss Wen who decided on this room a week in advance. " The speaker was somewhat trembling in fear, but in order to fight against injustice, he had courageously sacrificed his life.

As Wen Qingyan listened, she walked to the door of the private room, which was still open, and stood there to watch their conversation. Among them, there was a girl wearing a red shoulder-length dress, with long flaxen hair flowing in waves, a pair of Chanel and a white marten on her body, indicating her 'wealth'.

There was also a manager Zhang who had just spoken. He stood opposite to the rich woman and lowered his head in a pleasing manner. He had never seen this person before when he came to reserve and confirm rooms. Standing beside manager Zhang was Xiao Wang, who had just spoken up for him.

Just as he was looking around the room, a voice broke this subtle relationship.

"Miss Wen, you're here?" The only person in the room who knew him, Xiao Wang, saw him and called out to him. Then, it attracted the attention of several people.

The woman raised her head and sized Wen Qingyan up. At first, she was full of envy when she saw the look of envy in her eyes, but then she turned to jealousy when she saw the cheap clothes she was wearing and there was pride in her eyes. In short, she was not as good as him, and of course she treated Wen Qingyan as someone who could be settled with money. He walked past manager Zhang and directly arrived in front of Wen Qingyan who was standing at the door.

Hello, Miss Wen. Let me introduce myself. My surname is Xiang. The woman looked at Wen Qingyan, the disdain in her eyes was even more obvious. She stretched out her hand in a relaxed manner.

But Wen Qingyan did not have any intention to make peace with her, "Hello, Miss Xiang, I don't think there's anything between us, moreover, I'm very sorry, today is my mother's birthday, and I have specifically reserved this room for her, I am very sorry, but I cannot give it to you."

"Miss Wen, it's really a fast track record. Are you sure you don't want to think about it? I'll give you five times the price. You can take the money and book another room. Why not? " Xin Xin took out a card from her bag and placed it on the table beside the two of them. Her eyes were still fixated on Wen Qingyan, she wanted to see how long this woman could be proud of herself, "Miss Wen, to be honest, today is also my father's birthday. He is an old man, and he likes these ancient flavors, not to mention the crabapple blossoms. So I suppose you can imagine the urgency of a daughter wanting to satisfy the wishes of an old man. "

"Miss, you must be joking. Who isn't a daughter, so I'm sorry, you can use your five times price to pay you for another place, or if you have the money, you can build another place for the old man that he likes. That way no one will be able to snatch it away from you." Wen Qingyan walked in from the room and her gaze landed on Xiao Wang. She was about to say something to Xin Xin and ask Xiao Wang to make the arrangements when her parents arrived.

But before he could say anything, he was interrupted by a burst of hearty laughter and a disgusting man.

"Dad, slow down. We'll be there in a moment. Don't be in such a hurry." The man's hurried voice showed the importance of the person he spoke of. Those who didn't know what he meant actually thought that he was the man's father.

"Hahahahahaha, you really are a good child. Ever since Xin Xin was with you, she has become more and more sensible. This year she even knew to let me come out for my birthday." "Good child." The old man's candid voice made people think that he was just a father who doted on his daughter due to his age. Who knew how much blood was stained on the hands of this seemingly benevolent old man?

"Dad …" When Wen Xin heard the conversation between the two, she walked out. When she came back, her face was innocent. If Li Shuqian was here, she would have been scared to the point of cursing. Why did this woman change her face so quickly?

Without waiting for Wen Qingyan to continue thinking about it, a disgusting voice called out to her, "Yanyan, why are you here?"

Raising his head, he saw Tang Zhiyang. He was wearing a dark blue suit and a pink tie, but he didn't know which great lady had matched it for him. It was extremely disgusting, and he didn't know how he could have fallen in love with Tang Zhiyang for so long.

"Yo, hubby, you know this Miss Wen? That's a coincidence, can you not persuade this Miss Wen to stop fighting with us, okay?" Xin Xin saw that the two of them were looking at each other, so she directly walked over. But before Tang Zhiyang could open his mouth, Wen Qingyan cut him off.

"There's no need. Miss Xiang, I've made it very clear, I've already reserved the room, so please leave." She looked at him with determination.