Leng Xuan turned around and found that Xiao Yu was looking at the eighteen-layer cake with burning eyes, her little tongue licking the corners of her mouth. Looking at it, it seemed that her saliva was about to flow down. He shook his head with a wry smile, and then said:
"You and Sister Li go sit over there for a while first, and I'll cut the cake for you, okay?"
Xiaoyu immediately smiled and said: "Okay, thank you, brother Leng Xuan." After saying that, she excitedly took Li Mengjie's hand and ran away. Leng Xuan walked to the side of the cake. At this moment, the hotel staff had divided the cake into many pieces.
The portions were placed on the plate one by one. Leng Xuan chose a larger cake and walked slowly towards Xiao Yu. However, as soon as he moved, he heard Ling Ao's cry: "Leng Xuan
, come on, let me introduce you." Leng Xuan had no choice but to turn around and walk over. Ling Ao pointed at Zheng Jiahua and said with a smile: "This is Zheng Jiahua. Their family used to be our neighbors, and they were also engaged in business.
Our Ling Group is much stronger." Leng Xuan nodded slightly to Zheng Jiahua and said, "I am Leng Xuan, nice to meet you." Zheng Jiahua smiled slightly and said, "I have heard of you, thank you for these.
I have always taken good care of Xiaoxue."
Hearing these words in Leng Xuan's ears, he felt very uncomfortable, as if Ling Xuejiu belonged to their family. However, he didn't have the intention to compare with the other party's words, so he responded casually: "You're welcome,
I used to be a bodyguard, so I naturally have to do good things after receiving money." Although Leng Xuan's words may not sound like anything to others, they made Ling Ao's face stiffen slightly. He had been working hard in the mall for so long, so he could naturally hear the coldness.
Xuan was a little dissatisfied with what Zheng Jiahua said just now. Now Leng Xuan is taking care of Ling Xuejiu as a friend, but he insists on mentioning his former bodyguard identity, which means that he doesn't care about his identity, and similarly, he doesn't care either
What is the identity of others?
Ling Ao was about to say a few words, but Leng Xuan had already spoken: "Uncle Ling, it's rare for you to meet each other, so I won't disturb your chat. I'll go over to accompany Xiao Yu." After saying that, he turned around with the cake in the book.
Xiao Yu and Li Mengjie walked over where they were sitting. Looking at Leng Xuan's leaving figure, Ling Xuejiao's eyes flashed with an unexplainable complex look. Leng Xuan returned to Li Mengjie's side and handed the cake in his hand to Xiao Yu
In his hand, the latter took it and immediately stuffed it into his mouth.
After Leng Xuan sat down, Li Mengjie asked: "What did Uncle Ling ask you to do just now?" Leng Xuan smiled and said: "Nothing, you just introduced Zheng Jiahua to me." Li Mengjie's lips had a hint of laughter.
With a weird smile, he said: "Then how was your chat?" Leng Xuan shook his head and said: "Not so good. I came over after saying a word."
Li Mengjie immediately gave a thumbs up and said: "You did a good job, just ignore him." Leng Xuan couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Miss, I'm not a treacherous or evil person, why do you treat others like this.
After all, he was also Snow Vulture's childhood playmate. We have been separated for so many years and we rarely see each other. Why do you always think of him so badly?" Li Mengjie pouted and said, "I'm just helping you. If Snow Vulture is raped by that guy,
If you take it away, you won’t regret it to death. I tell you, if that day comes, I won’t pay attention to you anymore. Huh!”