Who was he asking about and what she was doing? Why did it feel like he came here to target her on purpose?
She forced out her voice: "Well...it's your turn, Mr. Jiu. Go to your right and go in turn."
She wanted him to look over there and talk to someone else.
Where do you think...
Bo Zhanye narrowed his black eyes deeply, lifted his lips, and said:
"Broad and profound is a good word. Miss Lan San knows a lot. In this case... explain it in a simple way."
The deliberately deep voice has an inexplicable ambiguity!
In an instant, Lan Xixi, a normal word, became quite abnormal when he said it!
‘Ahem!’ She choked on her own saliva, and her face turned as red as an apple.
The other young masters on the side opened their eyes in surprise.
Did they hear it wrong? Or is tonight's banquet poisonous? The aloof, ascetic and noble Master Jiu actually said such profound words to Lan Xixi, his nephew's girlfriend!
No, they must be overthinking it! Master Jiu definitely didn’t mean that!
The next person to pick up the queue took a sip of wine, suppressed his beating heart, and continued: "Go back on your word."
The people below also quickly adjusted their emotions, did not dare to think about certain aspects, and continued to play the game.
Lan Xixi sat aside, but she was very calm.
Playing games is just playing games. What he just said and meant is really not what she thinks too much about?
She will suffocate if she stays by his side any longer!
"Sorry, you guys play first, I'm going to the bathroom." After Lan Xixi finished speaking, she got up and left directly.
Bo Zhanye glanced at her back with deep eyes, and there seemed to be a thick layer of mist inside, which was secretive and dangerous.
Bo Xilang looked at him, the gentleman smiled and said:
"Uncle Jiu, how are you? Do you think Xixi is interesting? During the time I spent with her, I was shocked by many of her actions. It turns out that there are such interesting and fun women in the world."
Bo Zhanye glanced sideways, his cold eyes falling on Bo Xilang's face: "Fun?"
"Yeah. Sometimes it's like a cute and clingy cat, sometimes it's like a rose with thorns, and more often it's like Pandora's box. Every time you open it, you have different fun.
How about the ninth sister-in-law married by the ninth uncle?"
Bo Xilang's face was soft and his lips were smiling, as if he was talking about an extremely rare treasure.
Sons of rich families have this attitude toward anything they are interested in.
Bo Zhanye's handsome face was covered with a layer of frost under the light, and he stared at Bo Xilang coldly:
"She is not a plaything that you can play with at will. Keep your thoughts to yourself."
Severe, warning.
Without saying anything, he stood up, straightened his tie, and left with a quick stride.
The cold air left behind is penetrating and dangerous.
Several young men on the side were surprised: "What's going on?"
"Weren't you okay just now?"
"Xilang, how did you offend your ninth uncle?"
Bo Xilang smiled deeply: "It's okay, I was just joking with Uncle Jiu, continue."
...
The bathroom, unlike the luxurious and noisy outside, is quiet and quiet.
Lan Xixi wanted to wash her face with cold water to calm down, but when she walked to the sink, she saw that she was wearing makeup tonight.
The little face that used to be bare-faced now has exquisite makeup, white skin and red lips. What cannot be ignored is that the cheeks are rosy, like a shy little girl.
Damn it, he said a word, why should she be shy!
She turned on the water, put her hands down, quickly rinsed her hands with cold water, and secretly decided:
After tonight, we must discuss a solution with Bo Xilang and leave as soon as possible.
Only by leaving can we completely stay away from Bo Zhanye.
‘Bang!’ Suddenly, a slightly loud knock sounded from the door.
Lan Xixi was startled, turned her head and looked over, and saw——