Qi Yifeng came over and said softly: "Believe me, Yan Mubei is trying to force you to go home."
Lin Qianqian looked at him: "Where are you from?"
Qi Yifeng smiled harmlessly: "If you help the manager (you), you won't help the relatives."
"Wall grass."
"……."
Qi Yifeng, who was asking for trouble, touched his nose and smiled more harmlessly.
Shangguan Zhixuan over there kept watching, his hand holding the chopsticks tightened, and he almost came over to question.
Who is she talking on the phone with? Why is she so close to Qi Yifeng?
What about him?
But it's getting stranger every day.
"Zhixuan, the steamed fish here is good, you can try it." Zhao Yuhan gave him a piece of fish and spoke softly and gently: "There is also the suckling pig you like to eat."
Soon, the bowl that Zhao Yuhan gave him was filled to the brim.
Shangguan Zhixuan was very irritated and said in a loud voice: "What are you doing? How can you let me eat like this?"
So everyone looked towards them.
Suddenly, the whole table fell silent.
Zhao Yuhan was extremely embarrassed, lowered her head and apologized softly: "I'm sorry, I'll take it for you."
Shangguan Zhixuan was even more troubled: "Forget it."
"Haha, you two are really good at it..." Ruan Meiya smiled and smoothed things over: "Come on, everyone, pick up your chopsticks. The suckling pig here is really good. The skin is crispy and the meat is tender, tender and juicy. Try it."
Others picked up their chopsticks in agreement, and Qi Yifeng served Lin Qianqian's signature dish in a very gentlemanly manner.
Lin Qianqian felt a little uncomfortable eating this meal.
First is the matter of Yang Taotao, and second is the matter of Shangguan Zhixuan and Zhao Yuhan.
It seemed that they were dating, something that should have made her happy, but Shangguan Zhixuan kept looking at her, making Lin Qianqian's heart sink.
Yang Taotao can no longer find happiness, and she does not want Shangguan Zhixuan to treat Zhao Yuhan the same way.
If he chooses Zhao Yuhan, she hopes he can treat her sincerely.
Stop wasting your thoughts on yourself.
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After the meal, everyone who stayed moved to the ballroom on the twelfth floor.
After dancing the opening dance with Wu Dongqiang, Yang Taotao was temporarily free.
She and Lin Qianqian were sitting on the sofa in the lounge area, drinking champagne in their hands.
There were all kinds of men and women singing and dancing outside, especially Qi Yifeng, who was the most coquettish. Everyone in the place, whether they had boyfriends or husbands, gathered around him to dance with him.
Mainly because this guy is an excellent dancer, has a friendly smile on his face, and can talk about anything from all over the world.
Fascinate all the beauties big and small.
"This friend of yours... is so awesome." Yang Taotao drank all the wine in one gulp and looked away from him to her husband who was not far away.
Wu Dongqiang was dancing with his mother Mrs. Wu. He didn't know what he was talking about. The mother and son were laughing very happily.
Looking at that smile, Yang Taotao's eyes were inexplicably moist.
She started to like him from this smile.
To be honest, among the men who pursue Yang Taotao, Wu Dongqiang is not outstanding, and is even a little inferior.
He looks relatively good-looking, but his personality is very introverted and low-key. He doesn't like to talk much, and he is very quiet and homely.
But fate is so wonderful. Everyone invites you to dance, everyone sends you flowers and gifts, but you only see one of them.
You are obsessed with only looking at him, your eyes only revolve around him.
Then whatever he does, you feel good about it.
Well, this guy is really nice.
You fell in love with him so deeply that you thought he was your one and only.