Yang Yuran was forced to get out of the car, silently scolding Zhou Yuanyuan in her heart every step she took!
"Hello, my name is Zhang Yaohang, and I am Mu Yu's good friend. You should be braver in the future. With your appearance and your personality, I believe you have a much better chance of winning than other women."
Listening to the fast-hand man's endless brainwashing, Yang Yuran nodded and said, "You're right, I should be braver from now on." Be brave and refuse the unreasonable demands of your stinky bestie.
I walked into the pottery workshop bravely and smelled the fragrant smell of spicy and sour pot.
Yang Yuran did not have any entanglements with He Qian, and she took matters into her own hands as she came. She generously accepted the chopsticks handed to her by Zhang Yaohang's staff and acted as a competent cook.
After five or six bites, he raised his head and smiled politely at the people chatting, showing that he was listening.
"I haven't asked you your name yet, what is your name?"
Zhang Yaohang might be afraid that it would be difficult for her to integrate into the atmosphere, so she had nothing to say for the third time.
Yang Yuran chewed the squid tentacles, raised her finger to point at her bulging cheeks, indicating that it was inconvenient to speak and would tell him later.
As for waiting, you can wait until the other party forgets.
Zhang Yaohang glanced at Qin Muyu and saw that those deep eyes never left Yang Yuran's small face. Although his eyes were slightly distant and annoyed, Yang Yuran was definitely the first woman who could make Qin Muyu look at her for so long.
Yang Yuran emphasized the word 'special', and she believed that Qin Muyu could taste something different.
"You get him into the car and then follow me. I'll drive him back. When we get there, you get him upstairs." He said weakly.
Picked up the phone and walked to the toilet.
Yang Yuran took the lead and issued a stern warning.
After waiting for a while, he was disappointed. Zhang Yaohang looked at her with an even more ambiguous look, full of understanding, understanding that she relied on Zhou Yuanyuan as her best friend to gain the upper hand.
After being forced to stay by two grown men, Yang Yuran understood the heavy price of giving away after half an hour.
The drunk Qin Muyu's face was flushed, and the mole on the bridge of his nose made people unable to ignore his deep eyebrows, especially his long eyelashes that trembled slightly, like dancing butterflies. Looking down, his lips were slightly stained with wine.
, exceptionally tender and eye-catching.
"It's not safe if it's too late. I'll see you off later."
Yang Yuran was speechless. She could understand Zhang Yaohang's psychology of wanting to be a matchmaker, but Qin Muyu used too late as an excuse, which was more difficult for Yang Yuran to understand.
When asked about important people, Yang Yuran was interested in answering: "Yes, Yuanyuan likes Qin Muyu very much." She likes her so much that she, a miserable person, follows her!
Zhang Yaohang raised his eyebrows at Yang Yuran and suggested thoughtfully: "How can I wait until I don't force myself to bow tonight?"
Yang Yuran only glanced at it and quickly looked away. No matter how lustful she was, at least she had principles.
"Wait a moment, I'll make a call, come out and let's go."
After eating until they were 90% full, most of Zhang Yaohang's employees left, leaving three confidants who were not enjoying themselves and suggested drinking and boxing.
Two rejections came one after another.
Not afraid of being treated perfunctorily by beautiful women, he persisted in chatting with Yang Yuran: "Do you know Yuanyuan?"
He lowered his face and said in a deep voice: "If you keep talking nonsense, I'm going home. I'll help you choose as soon as possible."
Qin Muyu's drinking capacity was unbearable. After drinking less than two taels, he fell asleep on the table.
Upon hearing this, Yang Yuran knew that the opportunity had come and applied to leave first: "Well, I'm not good at drinking. Mainly, I need to get up early tomorrow morning to go to the company to deal with the boy band."
Yang Yuran opened her mouth to curse, but held it back for a second. This guy's self-consistency was unparalleled. Before he drank, he could imagine the love story between her and Qin Muyu. After drinking, no matter how she explained it, it was useless.
Lock the door and send a deceptive message to Zhou Yuanyuan: I'm back home and will give you a 'work' report!
Within five seconds, Zhou Yuanyuan called and asked urgently: "How's it going? Where does my brother live?"
He patted Yang Yuran's arm and spoke earnestly to plan good things for his brother: "There are not many girls around him. You are the best one, but you are worried that he will chase me and wait to see him off without drinking. Don't worry, you
I'll take care of the two of you's affairs, and I'll give you some advice here, and I'll make sure to help you two."
Zhang Yaohang drank much better than Qin Muyu. He and his close friends drank two bottles of white wine and three bottles of foreign wine, and still spoke without curling up their tongues.
Yang Yuran reluctantly stopped chatting again. She should concentrate on eating. Is it because the hot pot doesn't taste good or the drinks don't taste good? Why are you asking for trouble? You're mentally ill.
Zhang Yaohang held up Qin Muyu's groggy head with both hands and introduced him like a brothel madam: "Can't this face arouse your animal desires?"
Zhang Yaohang stared at Yang Yuran with sly eyes and laughed strangely.
If she has a car later, she doesn't need to have it delivered.
"Zhou Yuanyuan, let me tell you, if you hang up the phone on me again tonight, our relationship as best friends for more than 20 years will come to an end."
"Blame it on me, I was too careless. Mu Yu is a big man weighing nearly 160 pounds. You can be forgiven for not being able to lift him. Brother, I am a nice person, and I have a life-long friendship with Mu Yu. I will help you take it home.
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Yang Yuran closed her eyes sadly and asked, knowingly: "What do you mean, I don't understand."
After realizing that Yang Yuran was different, Zhang Yaohang deepened his desire to help her.
Today, a good person will do her best. Zhou Yuanyuan and Zhang Yaohang both hope that she will escort Qin Muyu, so she should be sent to the west.
"Okay, let me tell you the truth. I was still in Zhang Yaohang's store. He misunderstood that I liked your brother and asked me to take your brother back to my house. You have his phone number. You can communicate with him. I suggest
Why don't you just send your brother back to your old villa?"
Looking at Qin Muyu, his expression is somewhat similar to Zhang Yaohang.
"No, you have a crush on me and are not fulfilling your responsibilities. There is no reason to leave first."
"Of course I've calmed down. Hehehe, it's time for you to have some color in your thoughts."
The other party's wretched look gave her a premonition that something bad was going to happen. She shook her head and asked: "What do you want to do? In this society governed by the rule of law, you have to calm down!"
Zhou Yuanyuan made a weak 'hmm' sound and said miserably: "I know, I won't do it anymore, so don't be angry."
Yang Yuran clenched her fists, really wanting to smash his face in with two punches. This man had driven her to death more than once.
Seeing that Yang Yuran was determined, Zhang Yaohang's mind turned quickly and he figured out what made Yang Yuran angry. He raised his hand and slapped himself to admit his mistake.
Yang Yuran held her chin with one hand. After many explanations to no avail, she gave up the argument and allowed the other party to misunderstand her. Anyway, facts speak louder than words. If she doesn't appear again in the future, the other party will naturally understand her position.
Yang Yuran's voice was no longer as gentle as it was in the afternoon, and she looked more like a parent who had let his naughty child make trouble all day long and was about to beat him up.
Zhou Yuanyuan agreed: "Okay, thank you for your hard work. I'll call Zhang Yaohang."
"Yeah." After answering the single word, Yang Yuran was too lazy to listen to the other party's coaxing words and took the lead in cutting off the line.
After successfully getting rid of the burden, he walked out of the bathroom with light steps. As soon as he approached the dining table, he heard a conversation like thunder.
"Yuanyuan, I can't shake your brother's decision. He doesn't want to go back to your home. If you force him back, it will only make him suffer more. You have a choice. Either send your brother back to my house tonight, or send your brother back to my house tonight."
