Ouyang winked and smiled mischievously, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are so crazy, you are worthy of being our Young Master Rui. You dumped Ai Meng? I saw her at the Hyatt in the afternoon."
Of course, he was not alone, but drinking afternoon tea with a Shibo he knew. His behavior was intimate, and the relationship was self-evident.
They all work in the same circle, and there are some things that need not be said, but can be understood at a glance.
Leng Qirui nodded slightly, but was too lazy to say another word. It was all in the past. Who she wanted to be with was her business and had nothing to do with him.
The four of them chatted and laughed for a while, and Jiang Yu suddenly thought of someone, "Hey, where is Miss Ye? Why haven't you seen her?"
Qiao Junwei squinted his eyes for a long time and finally found the target person. "It should be the girl who is following behind like an ugly duckling. She is so inconspicuous."
Ye Qingting wore a gray dress, her hair was tied up in an old-fashioned bun, she wore jade bracelets on her hands, and a jade pendant around her neck. She looked a bit different. Although the makeup on her face was exquisite, it didn't match her outfit tonight.
Next to the dazzling Madam Ye and her daughter, they were left in the dark.
Ouyang was spoiled by the beauties and had a bad mouth. He couldn't help complaining, "He is so ugly that no one else can see him. No wonder he never shows up."
Leng Qirui raised his eyebrows and said nothing, but he felt inexplicably unhappy in his heart, as if something of his own had been offended.
Amidst their complaints, the girl seemed to have noticed something, and glanced over with indifferent eyes. Song Junwei blew a kiss at her, Ouyang rolled his eyes, and Mr. Jiang picked up the wine glass and greeted her enthusiastically.
They waited for the girl to show her shy expression so that they could have some fun. In the past, when they met such girls, they would work together to tease her and make her look miserable before giving up.
Leng Qirui lazily sipped his wine, with a slight smile on his lips, waiting to have fun, these three guys might be kicking the iron plate.
As he expected, Ye Qingting's eyes swept over the faces of the four handsome men one by one. Their expressions were indifferent and their eyes were extremely cold. They showed no sadness or joy, no shock of honor or disgrace.
But when he saw Leng Qirui, he frowned slightly and quickly withdrew his gaze. Qingting defined it in his heart, a group of boring dandy rich boys, lechers named Leng, hum.
She stared at her toes, so focused that it seemed like there was gold on the ground.
Her dress today was arranged by Chen Qiuyun. He chose the most inappropriate clothes and the most tacky makeup, trying his best to uglify her, turning her usually pretty girl into a dusty clown.
But it doesn't matter, sometimes beautiful appearance is not the most important thing.
She will make everyone remember her existence and never forget her.
Jiang Yu opened his mouth wide in disbelief, "No way, you didn't react when you saw us. Is there something wrong?"
They are all the proud sons of heaven, with extraordinary backgrounds and family backgrounds. Every woman comes around like flies, which is annoying. Is there any woman who doesn't take them seriously?
Song Junwei suddenly became furious, "Damn, is it possible that in her eyes, we are nothing?"
Ouyang was also very unconvinced, "She's not giving us face. She's playing hard to get, right? She's so scheming."
Jiang Yu snorted coldly and had an idea, "Humph, brothers, let's go have some fun?"
They are all arrogant young men, how can they bear the cold reception? His suggestion received responses from several people, "Okay, the banquet is too boring, so I just want to find some programs to kill time."