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Chapter 1500

Jiang Xia and Wu Meng looked at each other, but they didn't really pay much attention.

At first, they were just surprised to meet an arrogant and domineering framer on such an occasion.

However, when traveling, you are likely to meet all kinds of people, so it’s not surprising and I feel that I have learned a lot.

Both of them are open-minded people, and they know that their families are indeed rich and powerful, so they don't want to argue at all.

Jiang Xia took the lead in picking up the wine glass: "Since it was an unintentional mistake, we won't hold on to it."

"We don't mind being called bumpkins, but I hope Miss Song won't accuse others of stealing things casually in the future."

"Manshu is a girl, young and thin-skinned. If she is not proven innocent today, won't her reputation be ruined by Miss Song's unintentional mistake?"

Jiang Xia is generous, Wu Meng wants to sing this red face.

She didn't want to spare Song Yun so lightly.

At least, Song Yun's face should be rubbed against the table.

On the contrary, families like Manshu and his family will inevitably have to deal with the Song family in this industry in the future.

Therefore, after Manshu finished speaking, Wu Meng did it for him.

After she finished speaking, she winked at Manshu: Look, sister will get the place back for you.

She and Jiang Xia may not come to Guangdong Province in the future, and this is the chance to gain acquaintance.

In other words, there will be no interaction with the Song family in the future, and there will be no fear of revenge from the Song family.

Just say what you want to say. If the sky falls, won't there be someone tall to hold it up?

Manshu felt funny, she finally knew why Jiang Xia liked Wu Meng.

Wu Meng's temperament is like that of a knight-errant, loyal, generous and not coy.

It should be the easiest thing to worry about when dating a girl like this, right?

Song Yun's face turned red and white when Wu Meng said it, she was so angry!

When did she, the daughter of the Song family, have her turn to be taught a lesson by a country bumpkin?

"Sister Mengmeng is right. Fortunately, today was a misunderstanding. If it were anyone else, I'm afraid I would have been bullied by Miss Song and there would be no place to redress my grievances."

"However, I won't argue with Miss Song. After all, Mr. He has already apologized on your behalf. I got a piece of wool for free, so I have to thank Miss Song."

"It's just that I'm still young and don't know how to drink, so I can only drink tea instead of wine."

Song Yun?

She didn't even know what to say. She didn't like He Yan helping her apologize.

Brother He Yan is the person she likes, so what does it mean to give things to others?

Mr. Song was not happy either.

Manshu brought this up, not knowing what it meant.

On the other hand, He Yan's eyes lit up for a moment. His eyes collided with Yan Zhan's and then moved away.

He didn't expect that Manshu would help him at this time.

"It was my failure to handle it well that made things happen. If I had helped Yunyun find the bracelet earlier, Miss Yan would not have been wronged."

"This has nothing to do with Ayan, it's the fault of this stinky girl in my family. Even if we have to apologize, it should come from the Song family. In this way, whatever piece of wool Manshu likes, tell Grandpa Song that I will give it to you."

He didn't want He Yan to spend this money.

However, Manshu refused to give Mr. Song this face.

She smiled slyly: "That's not possible. I have already agreed with Mr. He. Wouldn't it be too greedy to ask Mr. Song to apologize again?"

Where is the greed? This girl is too smart.

He Yan helped her, and she was reciprocating the favor.

How come such a smart little girl wasn't entrusted to be born in his Song family?

Tonight's meal was settled without Yan Zhan having to say anything.

As for whether He Yan can successfully terminate his engagement with Song Yun, this is not the concern of Manshu and others.

On the surface, this meal was a treat for all guests, but in reality, no one said it on their faces.

Anyway, Manshu is the winner.


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