Back at the cafe, Lu Momo was depressedly drawing circles on the ground with his toes at the entrance of the cafe and patting his face, making him look less lost, and Luo Anning walked up.

"silently--"

"Ah! An Xiaoning, you are finally here!" Lu Momo raised his head and rushed up with excitement and hugged her.

Luo Anning patted her on the back, "I left in advance just now, and forgot about you for a moment. Let's do this, as an apology, I'll treat you to a meal."

Lu Momo let go of her, stretched out her index finger and shook it left and right: "no no no, how enough is it for a meal? You have to accompany me to the night market. I want to have a barbecue!"

Luo Anning thought for a while, "No problem!"

She sacrificed her life to accompany the gentleman. She didn't plan to go back to Haoting Mansion. She would go to Lu Momo's house for a night tonight.

Thinking of this, Luo Anning pulled the excited Lu Momo and quickly stopped a taxi, signed up for the restaurant name, and headed straight for it.

…………

That night, in the presidential room of Xijiang Private Club.

Rongyan Agaves poured into their mouths one cup after another, as if they were drinking not wine but boiled water.

Tang Chao hugged Qingdai, and the two of them were in a state of ease. They made Qingdai laugh.

Feng Churui is a strange man. In such a complicated and deafening private room, he can still concentrate on reading official documents, while the secretary stands respectfully, waiting for instructions.

The two of them seemed to be isolated from this place, without any influence.

Mr. Rong was drinking alone. After a while, it was really boring. His narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he watched Tang Chao reach out to touch the neckline of Qingdian and rub it freely. He pinched...

"Come here to drink with me." Mr. Rong threw down a sentence and moved his eyes away.

Tang Chao patted Qingdai's buttocks and asked her to play. He walked to Young Master Rong for a few steps and sat down. He spontaneously poured a glass of wine, and drank slowly: "I said Young Master Rong, what's wrong with you? He looked like he was heartbroken, who has messed with you again?"

Rong Shaofeng glanced at him coldly, pursed his lips, and said nothing.

Who messed with him?

Who else will be there besides that dead woman Luo Anning!

Her mind was full of her expression when she got off the car, with a little ridicule and indifference...

"Okay, I know if you don't say it." Tang Chao raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "Luo Anning? Apart from your wife who is good at causing trouble, I really can't think of any other woman who will make you angry."

"I didn't expect you to be a love expert." Feng Churui, who was standing beside him, said without raising his head.

"That's it! I'm a long battle on the battlefield."

Feng Churui hit the nail on the head: "We understand even if you don't tell me, it's abusive."

Tang Dynasty: "…"

Brother, should you be so disrespectful?

It’s good that we all know it. With outsiders here, at least we can leave some face for me.

As if guessing what he was thinking, Rong Shao said coldly: "I thought you were already thick-skinned to the highest level, and there is nothing."

Feng Churui chuckled, and the accomplice spent the Tang Dynasty: "That's right."

Tang Dynasty: "…"

It turns out that I didn’t ask me to drink with me, but I just used me to vent my anger?

"Is it still drinking or not? If you don't drink, I'll go home to take a break." Mr. Tang hummed, and I'm also angry!

Rong Yan leaned over and filled him with a glass, took the wine glass in his hand and touched it, raised his head and drank it all.
Chapter completed!