nycdaug Chapter 754 Meeting in the Clubhouse
Chapter 754 Meeting in the Clubhouse
"What a coincidence,"
He Yan looked at the figure walking downstairs and raised his eyebrows, the corners of his lips curled into a slight arc.
"As soon as I said I couldn't forget, people came."
Wen Jincheng frowned, followed He Yan's gaze towards the door.
The woman was wearing a moon-white Chinese dress, and her slender neck was exposed like a piece of fine white jade.
The long ink-like hair is softly scattered behind the eyes, and the whole person looks like the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, gentle and soft.
It was incompatible with the luxurious atmosphere in the clubhouse.
Her appearance made many people's eyes shine.
Wen Jincheng's eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly, there was no expression on his handsome and gentle face, he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Tsk tsk,"
He Yanchen's thin lips tugged lightly, and a hint of irony appeared in his eyes.
"A few years have passed, and this woman really hasn't changed at all."
She is still so good at using her appearance to disguise, making people think she is innocent and harmless.
In fact, it is a piranha that eats people and doesn't even spit out bones.
Here tonight, I'm afraid someone is going to be fooled.
He Yan was thinking about it when he saw a man in a plaid shirt and black-rimmed glasses walking towards Song Weilan with two glasses of wine.
"Miss, are you alone?"
He handed one of the cups to Song Weilan.
"Can I buy you a drink?"
"Excuse me,"
Song Weilan smiled and shook her head.
"I'm here to find someone, I don't drink."
"So that's how it is, sorry."
Hearing this, the man with black-rimmed glasses couldn't help showing disappointment, nodded and sat back.
Song Weilan was relieved to see that he was not entangled.
The number of times she came to such a place could be counted on the fingers, and she didn't know how to deal with it.
She looked inside, but didn't see the person she was looking for, so she walked up to the waiter and asked something in a low voice.
The waiter looked at Song Weilan's appearance, he didn't seem to be looking for trouble, and smiled.
"I'll take you there, you follow me."
Song Weilan smiled.
"sorry to bother you."
Wen Jincheng sat on the back of the chair without moving, put the wine in his hand to his lips and drank it down in one gulp.
The dark ink pupils slowly moved, looking at Song Weilan's figure indifferently.
He Yan hooked his lips and did not speak.
The waiter led Song Weilan to a booth.
"Miss Zhou, this lady is looking for you."
The woman in the booth was lying on the table, and immediately raised her head when she heard the voice, and looked at Song Weilan with eyes full of drunkenness.
"Weilan, you're here."
Because of the smell of alcohol, her soft face turned red, obviously quite drunk.
"Um,"
Song Weilan sat next to Zhou Ning, reaching out to help her straighten the hair sticking to her face, her eyes were full of distress.
"Why do you drink so much?"
She turned to look at the waiter who brought her.
"Give me a glass of lemonade, please."
"OK,"
The waiter glanced at Zhou Ning, knowing that it was used to hangover, nodded.
"Please wait."
"No way, this group of people are very tricky, and they don't want to sign the contract if they don't drink to their heart's content,"
Helplessness flashed across Zhou Ning's eyes, but she turned to joy in an instant, and raised a hand.
"This is a big bill. I can get [-] commission, which can cover Xiaobao's medical expenses for a few days."
"Didn't I say, let me figure out a way for Xiaobao's medical expenses?"
Song Weilan looked at her friend, sighed in her heart and said softly.
"You don't need to work so hard."