Zhuo Jian looked at the people walking in front of her, not only Lin Jiaoyang, but also Mr. Zhao who wanted to marry her a while ago but failed to do so.
Zhuo Jian lowered his head: "Since our station director has something to do, I won't stay."
"Hey! Ah Jian, the food has been ordered. It's not appropriate for you to go like this. Just treat it as having dinner with your Uncle Lin, eh?"
Lin Jiaoyang stopped her, clasped her shoulders and pressed her into the chair she had just been sitting on.
Zhuo Jian sat in numbly, but her heartbeat started to speed up.
She had a very bad feeling.
"Miss Zhuo, we meet again! I didn't expect you to have such a big background. I'm disrespectful."
Mr. Zhao said to her with a smile.
Zhuo Jian only felt that the air around her was dirty, and she wanted to escape from here.
"sorry, I......"
"Ajian, please accompany us to finish this meal, okay?"
Lin Jiaoyang pressed her shoulders firmly, preventing her from getting up.
Zhuo Jian raised her eyes to look at him and said lightly: "Mr. Lin, why is this necessary? Aren't you afraid that Mr. Ye will cause trouble for you?"
"He hit me last time and I haven't settled the score with him yet. Let him give it a try."
Lin Jiaoyang said and sat down next to her.
The staff came to serve the wine quickly, and Lin Jiaoyang immediately asked him to go out, and then poured wine for Zhuo Jian and Mr. Zhao himself.
"Today we are just chatting casually. By the way, I also want to say to Lao Zhao, Lao Zhao, my little niece, please don't have any other evil thoughts. I won't comply."
"Then your niece is my niece. Don't worry, I won't do anything random."
Mr. Zhao said.
Zhuo Jian felt that the word niece had been tainted by these two sanctimonious hypocrites.
Lin Jiaoyang looked at Zhuo Jian: "You heard it, Mr. Zhao has guaranteed me that I will never touch you, eh?"
Zhuo Jian just wants to call for help now.
This is in the starlight and she will not be pretentious in the face of danger.
But how can she make the call now?
"Let me give you a drink first, Uncle Zhao, okay?"
Lin Jiaoyang taught her again.
Zhuo Jian raised his eyes and looked at the glass of wine: "I haven't been feeling well lately and can't drink."
"Hey! You have entered the workplace, but you can't be so pushy and pushy. Have you forgotten that Mr. Zhao is still the sponsor of your show? What does it matter if you just have a few drinks, and there are no outsiders."
Lin Jiaoyang's hand was always on her shoulder, and he was also close to her when he spoke.
Zhuo Jian felt that the breath coming out of his mouth was disgusting, and her shoulders moved unconsciously, trying to get away from him.
Lin Jiaoyang pretended not to feel her repulsion: "Jian, be good and drink this glass first."
Lin Jiaoyang held her wine glass.
"Jiaoyang, your niece is not very polite!"
Mr. Zhao said.
"Why don't I feed you?"
Lin Jiaoyang smiled with Mr. Zhao, took her wine glass and put it to her mouth.
Zhuo Jian couldn't bear it anymore, so she immediately stood up and hid aside: "Please respect yourself."
How does he look like an uncle?
"Ajan!"
The wine glass in Lin Jiaoyang's hand was spilled when she left. Zhuo Jian had some spots on his body and his sleeves were all wet. He stood up, tore off a tissue and wiped it while frowning unhappily and calling her.
"Take it easy, both of you!"
Zhuo Jian said calmly, no matter what he did, he just wanted to leave.
"Zhuo Jian."
Lin Jiaoyang chased her with several strides. The wine glass on the table was hit by his coat and fell to the ground. He stepped forward and grabbed her wrist and pulled her inside.
Zhuo Jian's lower back hit the chair. The chair moved, and she moved with it. She couldn't stand firmly and fell down with the chair.
"Have you ever thought about the consequences of me giving you a step but you don't accept it?"