"Sister Hui, Sang Ning should be here soon, why don't you go to the back of the private room and wait?"
Qingyue was afraid that when Sang Ning came in and saw someone else in the room besides him, he would immediately turn around and leave. He wanted Duan Wenhui to avoid it temporarily.
"No need." Duan Wenhui said and slowly pulled off the high-end silk scarf tied around her neck with an elegant movement.
I heard from Qingyue that this girl Sang Ning has a bad temper and doesn't want to give her a backer.
She would like to try it out and see if Sang Ning can still hold her back so straight when she faces her in person.
But it's already the appointed time, and Sang Ning hasn't arrived yet.
Duan Wenhui raised her wrist and glanced at her watch, and said in a very dissatisfied tone: "It's already time, why hasn't Sang Ning come yet? Are all today's artists so ignorant of time?"
"Sister Hui, it's the rush hour of traffic jam in the city center now. Sang Ning may have wasted some time on the road. If you wait a little longer, it should be soon." Qingyue quickly stood up and bought another cup of tea for Duan Wenhui. He began to worry.
Sang Ning will let him go.
If this is the case, Duan Wenhui will get angry again, and he will have to find a way to appease her.
After refilling the tea, Qingyue was worried and called Sang Ning to confirm with her again.
"Sang Ning, the agreed time has come, are you going to break the appointment?" After Qingyue got through Sang Ning's phone, he opened his mouth to question.
On the phone, Sang Ning had a nonchalant tone: "Qingyue, please understand the situation. It's you who is asking to meet, not me. What position do you use to ask me to be punctual? I'm just a few minutes late.
That’s all, if you really can’t wait, then I’ll go home now.”
"Don't——"
Qingyue was obviously panicked, but he couldn't let Sang Ning see through it. After quickly calming down, he changed his tone to a threatening one.
"Sang Ning, don't you care about Shen Yi's life or death? Do you want him to be ruined now?"
Qingyue responded with a mocking laugh: "Qingyue, to tell you the truth, I don't even care about my parents' life and death. Do you think Shen Yi's life and death is important to me? I help him out of love.
It’s my duty not to help him.”
When Sang Ning said this, she thought silently in her heart: The parents I am talking about are the parents who were in the Chu family.
Qingyue was speechless this time. What he was most afraid of when using Shen Yi as bait was that Sang Ning would be indifferent and ignore him at all.
He chose this excuse because he believed that Sang Ning really regarded Shen Yi as a friend, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to help Shen Yi guard against him in the waiting room.
But now it seems that the friendship between the two is not that strong.
Seeing that he could no longer threaten, Qingyue's attitude softened when he spoke: "Okay, I don't have anything urgent to do tonight anyway, so just wait, but you have to tell me how long I will have to wait for you, so that I can feel reassured.
The bottom line."
Sang Ning paused, as if thinking, and then slowly said after a while: "A conservative estimate of one hour."
"One hour!" Qingyue was about to explode. He was a whole hour late. Why didn't Sang Ning go to heaven?
"What? One hour is a long time?" Sang Ning was unhappy, "If you can't wait, then forget it."
Sang Ning didn't know what kind of medicine Qingyue Gourd sold, but she deliberately delayed time to wear down his patience and make him unhappy, then she would be happy.
"Okay, just one hour! Don't break your promise this time!" Qingyue said through gritted teeth.
After hanging up the phone, Qingyue looked at Duan Wenhui and saw that her face turned gloomy. His heart skipped a beat and he became a little frightened: "Sister Hui, Sang Ning said she might have another hour."
Duan Wenhui rubbed the center of his eyebrows and said in a slightly impatient tone: "I heard it, I'm not deaf."
In order to let Duan Wenhui know what Sang Ning is up to, Qingyue just turned on the speaker phone when talking to Sang Ning.
Duan Wenhui knew what happened without him deliberately conveying it.
"She's quite capable and can put on a show. I want to see if she can still be so arrogant later." Duan Wenhui let go of her hand and twisted her lips, her murderous intent clearly evident.
Sang Ning promised them to wait for an hour, but within this hour, she really did not show up. Qingyue and Duan Wenhui were extremely anxious waiting.
An hour later, Sang Ning still didn't show up. Qingyue felt that his patience had reached its limit, so he called Sang Ning again.
"Sang Ning, it's been an hour, why haven't you come yet? This is not the way to play tricks!" Qingyue was trying to suppress his anger, and veins popped up in his palms, almost crushing his phone.
"I thought about it carefully and found that tonight's meeting was unnecessary, so I have already gone home. I forgot to inform you in advance. I'm very sorry." He was obviously saying an apology, but there was something in Sang Ning's tone that
There was no hint of apology, but more of a joke.
"Sang Ning——" Qingyue's voice suddenly became sharp, and he felt that all the blood in his body was pouring straight into Tianling Gai, and his whole body was about to fall apart with anger.
An hour ago, when he called Sang Ning, the background sound on the phone was still very noisy, and he could tell it was the sound from the road.
But now the phone is very quiet, Qingyue has reason to believe that he has been tricked.
Duan Wenhui's face didn't look much better either. She waited here all night with Qing Yue, but Sang Ning unexpectedly broke the appointment!
Just when Qing Yue and Duan Wenhui were furious, someone kicked open the door of the private room, and an arrogant voice sounded from the door: "Your father is here, why are you calling me father?"
Qingyue and Duan Wenhui were attracted by the sound, and looked outside the door at the same time. They saw Sang Ning holding a mobile phone in one hand and putting the other in her pocket, standing casually, with a slight curve of contempt on her lips.
"I'm sorry, two guests, we didn't lead the way properly." A young waitress stood up from behind San Ning and bowed to apologize to the people in the private room. She didn't expect that she would be greeted by a reckless man.
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"It's none of your business, just go down." Duan Wenhui waved to the waiter, "Close the door when you leave."
Duan Wenhui didn't want to say another word when irrelevant people were present. As long as Sang Ning arrived, everything would be easy to explain. How did Sang Ning play tricks on them just now? She would come back with double revenge soon!
Sang Ning took a step into the room, and the waiter gently closed the door.
"Hey, Sister Hui is here too. Qingyue, you can do it. It's just a meal, and you actually gave me such a big meal." Sang Ning said and walked straight in the direction of Duan Wenhui.<
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The two people in the room were stunned by Sang Ning, and their anger disappeared instantly, followed by doubts.
Like a stranger, Sang Ning walked up to Duan Wenhui and sat on the chair next to her.
Duan Wenhui looked at Sang Ning and frowned slightly: "Do you know me?"