"Brother Ninth, speaking of which, Lan Xixi was with Tang Shishen first, and then with Bo Xilang. She seems to really like the type with a gentle appearance. No wonder she didn't date you before..."
As he spoke, Xiao Ziyu was shocked to find that the air around him dropped, like the breath of death approaching him.
He turned his head and saw Bo Zhanye's cold and handsome face, and immediately closed his mouth:
"I didn't say anything. Well, I'll go find the third brother."
After saying that, he quickly slipped away.
Bo Zhanye stood on the spot with a cold posture, his long fingers tightened, and the red wine glass made a slight "clucking" sound in his hand.
He knew clearly and rationally everything she said and did in the room before, and there was no need to care about anything about her.
It's just...she got along so well with Bo Xilang in front of him, so intimate that even Bo Xilang's brother was fooled around by her.
She really has the ability to charm men.
A trace of irritation and anger floated in his heart, and his face became darker and darker.
The aura is too strong to be ignored.
Lan Xixi felt a cold aura, subconsciously looked over and saw Bo Zhanye standing in front of the huge statue in the crowd.
He was wearing a handmade expensive black suit with a black shirt underneath, and the watch on his wrist was also black. His whole person was extremely cold and cool.
With just one glance, I felt that I was an insignificant speck of dust, and I surrendered and looked up.
Her heart tightened and she quickly looked away.
Strange, why is he staring at her? And why does she feel guilty?
"Xixi, it's your turn again." Bo Xilang's voice reminded him beside him.
Lan Xixi came to her senses in embarrassment, tried her best to ignore Bo Zhanye's presence, and asked in surprise: "Is it my turn? What word?"
"Hmm. Bo."
Bo?
"Broad and profound." This time, Lan Xixi answered quickly. She couldn't lose again.
However, she did not expect that it would be worse than losing!
As soon as she finished speaking, a deep and cold voice sounded:
"Looking at the fun you guys are having, I happen to have nothing to do. Do you mind if I join in?"
The person who came here has a slender posture and a noble temperament. Just standing here creates a noble aura.
Lord Jiu!
Master Jiu actually said it was okay? There were a lot of people expecting him to greet him! And since when had Master Jiu participated in such entertainment games?
Everyone present was surprised and dumbfounded.
Bo Xilang's eyes under his gold-rimmed eyes narrowed, and he understood better than anyone else what Uncle Jiu meant when he came over. He stood up:
"Of course I don't mind. It's our honor to play games with Uncle Jiu."
Only then did the others come back to their senses and invite Bo Zhanye to take a seat:
"Well, Mr. Jiu, please sit down."
"It's rare to see Jiuye entertained. We are blessed tonight."
"We have to take a photo for a while about this."
"Master Jiu, sit here."
The person next to Lan Xixi moved to the other side, where there was an empty seat.
So...
With everyone's warm and friendly invitation, Bo Zhanye took his seat respectfully.
As soon as he sat down, invisible pressure on his body and the unique and pleasant scent of fresh wood hit the tip of his nose.
Lan Xixi's whole body tensed up.
She...what game is he here to play!
She didn't want to, really didn't want to play games with him, nor did she want to sit with him.
She was so reserved that she didn't dare to move, her hands were clasped together, slightly curled up because of nervousness.
"I think it was Miss Lan San who said something profound before? Really? Miss Lan San?" However, the man's profound voice sounded very magnetic.