"Brother Yanye seems to be leaving. This is a banquet held by him. I will go find him and come back."
"Don't go yet, I'll introduce you to a friend."
Zhao Lin said and waved to his handsome friend. When the friend approached, Zhao Lin introduced: "My sister, Zhao Ran."
"I didn't expect Sister Zhao Lin to be so beautiful. If you hadn't introduced her to us earlier, would you be honored to ask Miss Zhao to dance?"
The man made a gentlemanly gesture to ask her to dance.
At this time, Yan Zheng and Zhong Mai had already entered the middle of the dance floor. Fu Yanye didn't want people to pay too much attention to the fate of the couple, so he asked Yan Zheng to temporarily change the dance into a competition.
For a moment, everyone could no longer think about the reason for the couple who left. Because they had a lot of prizes, they all excitedly started to show off their dancing skills.
"Be obedient, the days are still long."
Zhao Lin comforted Zhao Ran in his ear.
Zhao Ran bent his knees slightly, put his hand in the man's, and then the two of them entered the dance floor.
Waltz, simple and easy to stir up emotions.
But where did those two people go?
Although Zhao Ran was dancing with her brother's friend, he said he would give her a prize if she won. Zhao Ran was curious about the prize, but she was more worried about the man who said he couldn't dance.
Well, she wants to win the prize he gives, and then hold it in front of him and tell him that she can do it, she can do anything.
Zhao Ran called deeply from his heart: "Brother Yanye, come back, I will win the prize for you."
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The first floor of the presidential suite was quiet. My aunt had just come down from upstairs. When she saw him, she nodded and said hello softly: "Master."
"Madam, is she upstairs?"
Fu Yanye asked.
"Yes, the young masters are here too."
Aunt replied.
Fu Yanye hummed and walked towards the stairs with his long legs.
Chang Xia and Yuan Man just came out of the room. When they saw him coming, they subconsciously said in unison: "Boss."
Fu Yanye waved his hand to signal them not to be an eyesore, and the two of them lowered their heads and went down.
Fu Yanye stood at the door and looked inside.
The bed is quite wide.
But he was sure there was no place for him.
There were three little ones lying on it, and she just lay on the edge.
He stood at the door and looked at them for a long time.
Zhuo Jian covered the children with quilts and was about to take a bath when Shizhong's phone lit up. She picked it up and took a look. It was Sheng Xin.
"Hello? Wait a moment."
Zhuo Jian stood up as he spoke and was about to take his cell phone outside to answer the call when he looked up and saw him.
The bedroom was big enough that she couldn't see him clearly.
Her eyesight seems to be getting worse.
She said to the phone: "I'll call you later."
She hung up the phone and approached him.
"Why did you come up here?"
She is very cold.
Fu Yanye watched her approach, and when he saw her coming out, he stood aside, gently closed the door, and asked her, "Whose phone number is it?"
Zhuo Jian glanced at him, walked up to him and finally saw him clearly. She smiled coldly, looked into his drunken eyes and said, "It has nothing to do with you, but you should go."
Fu Yanye reached out and held her arm to prevent her from leaving. He still stared at her with his dark eyes, "I'm just asking you whose phone number is it? Do you have to ignore me?"
"yes!"
Zhuo Jian said.
I couldn't help but think, that Zhao Ran couldn't keep him?
She was disappointed, and she wanted him to get out of her sight quickly.
Fu Yanye squeezed her arm, a little hard, and said to her patiently: "You don't have to be so straightforward. There is a saying called a white lie, you know?"
"Are you a child? Or a cancer patient? Do I have to tell you white lies?"