Fu Li was a little confused about Jiang Fang's temper.

She and Jiang Fang first met at a banquet. With her family conditions, she could not reach such a banquet because she studied in a small language major and had outstanding grades. With the help of the college teacher, she took on a job to earn extra money and went to work as an interpreter for a foreign guest, so she met him during the meal.

Later, Jiang Fang asked her to be her female companion, and she regarded this as the same kind of profitable money. Of course, she felt that the money she earned could be controlled by herself. But he would turn a frown on her because she used the money to fuck... No, she pursued true love.

After Jiang Fang turned against her, she thought he liked her, but afterwards he heard him say to others: "Yeah, there are so many sisters on hand. Can you like such a yellow-haired girl?"

Someone asked, "Then why are you angry? Are you short of this money?"

Jiang Fang replied: "The money I gave her was taken to raise a young man. Where can I put my face?"

Fu Li immediately came to a conclusion: it turned out to be just because of face.

But now what Jiang Fang asked her about this statement made her confused: Can you hold a grudge for half a year if you save face? And his tone sounds like catching a villain. The two clearly have no connection in the past six months.

Fu Li slowly moved away the hand covering Song Mian's mouth, and was in awkwardly dilemma, but saw Jiang Fangchuan's smile changing his face, following the sentence "Brother, you are so many, you" just now, and teased Song Mian: "Come on, your fuck brother is here to pick up someone, and my biological brother will retire."

Song Mian glanced at Fu Li, then looked at Jiang Fang's eyes.

Fu Li swallowed nervously.

Somehow, she felt that the two men seemed to have reached a complicated exchange in silent eyes.

Song Mian nodded after a moment of silence: "Then we will lose our companion first."

Fu Li followed Song Mian stiffly towards the taxi, and looked back at Jiang Fang halfway.

Jiang Fang waved his fingers together, as if he was giving a gift or saying goodbye.

Song Mian glanced at Fu Li's stopping steps and turned around and said, "Don't you leave?"

Fu Li said "Oh" twice and got into the car. After the car started, she was still thinking about what Jiang Fang meant just now. When she was absent-minded, she suddenly heard the people around her ask gently, "It seems that they have a lot of brothers?"

"..." Fu Li suddenly woke up.

This is what really comes to "catch the evildoer".

Zhu Li didn't know about this drama outside the art museum.

After Jiang Fang sent Fu Li out, she was about to leave, but before leaving, she received a call from home, asking her if she had messed up the Zhou prince and asked her to apologize with someone.

The news spread so quickly, just by thinking about it, it must be a report made by the person involved.

How old is it, and the prince of the Zhou family is going to do this elementary school trick?

Zhu Li was originally insulting in business dealings between the two families, and endured it for a while, but now he really took a step back and became more angry as he thought about it.

If you want to apologize, then give him a good idea.

She returned to the banquet hall, took a piece of red wine, walked to Zhou Jie with a smile, and said, "Mr. Zhou, were you angry just now? I'm so embarrassed. I shouldn't have let you go with others. I'm really uneasy to leave. The more I think about it, the more I feel that I owe you, so I'm back and toasting you, I'm not going to pay for it."

Zhou Jie on the opposite side was smiling satisfied, and suddenly his face turned chills.

The wine in Zhu Li's hand poured over.

The guests around him screamed.

Zhu Li was as stable as Mount Tai, and it took only half a second to go from smiling to gloomy face.

She watched the scarlet wine slowly flow down his nose from his forehead and sneered: "This way, Mr. Zhou is more comfortable, right?"

"You..." Zhou Jie raised his hand and subconsciously wanted to do something. When he saw so many people next to him, he put down his hand in the air.

Zhu Li glanced coldly at his hand that seemed to be trying to shake her slap, and turned around and left in his high heels.

She poured the wine freely and walked neatly, but the troubles were endless. After leaving the Beicheng Art Museum and getting in the car, she called her home one by one.

Her father's, her uncle's, her uncle's, her brothers'...

She hung up one after another, and accidentally slipped her hand and connected it. Before she could put her phone in her ear, she heard a crackling scolding from the earpiece.

This still doesn't have the effect of turning on the speaker.

Zhu Li had enough, so he put his cell phone in the car, stopped the driver, got off the car and took a taxi to Yujinfang, walked into Se, and had someone drink.

Unexpectedly, a familiar male voice came from the door of the next door: "Zhu Li?"

Zhu Li turned around and saw Jiang Fang, like her, occupying a circle of booths alone, with a row of whiskey in front of him, and he had already drunk a lot of empty drinks.

She was stunned: "Oh, Boss Jiang, I didn't send it to my sister, come here alone to drink to drown my sorrows?"

Zhu Li on both sides had just witnessed his tragic situation, and Jiang Fang did not deny it: "That little Zhu always didn't see him off with his brother, so he came here alone to buy drunk?"

Zhu Li sneered: "Wrong, I have too many brothers."

"You have a good brother, too?" Jiang Fang knocked his knuckles on the coffee table in front of him, "Come on, let's talk to me about what your women are thinking when they call 'Brother'."

"No time." Zhu Li smiled slightly, and gestured to the waiter beside him, "Drink."

"I'll invite you to drink. How much do you want to drink tonight? I'll cover all of it. Come here." Jiang Fang greeted.

Zhu Li was unmoved: "Sorry, I'm not short of money."

"Will there be a lack of chatting?" Jiang Fang suggested, "Anyway, they are drinking, so two people feel more interesting than one person?"

Zhu Li glanced at him from afar.

In the past, she had conflicts with her family, so she often asked her to chat and drink, and her partner was Xu Qiao, who also loved drinking.

But it is obviously not possible tonight. At this time, Cheng Lang is celebrating Xu Qiao's birthday.

She thought for a while, followed his gesture just now, and knocked on the tea table with her knuckles: "Then come here."

"Is there a difference?" Jiang Fang raised his eyebrows.

"I went there and I was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was the one who was

Jiang Fang laughed, pulled loose his bow tie, nodded, got up and sat down opposite him: "Okay, I'll give you this face, tell me."

"say what?"

"Your good brothers."

Zhu Li looked at him disgustedly: "You have to have foreplay when you go to bed. If you don't drink some wine first, what should you say?"

"..." Is this mouth quite spicy?

Jiang Fang picked up the cup and put it in front of her: "Drink, please be full."

Zhu Li was so angry that he looked at him leaning against the sofa and motionless, he glanced at him: "It's not good to drink too much. Since you are here to chat, please give me some fun."

"?"

Zhu Li pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled for granted: "When I am unhappy, I like to hear others say something unhappy, so that I can be happy."

Jiang Fang was happy: "What can I be unhappy about?"

"All right, I have eyes, I can tell." Zhu Li poked his eyes with two fingers, "Why don't you confess your love to someone else's little sister?"

He is not bad-looking, he is a rich second generation, his business is quite good, his family relationship is simple, and he has no property disputes - just Jiang Fang's conditions, why do you have a secret love?

"Yeah," Jiang Fang stopped pretending, "Isn't this the little sister looking too simple, not too direct, did she want to boil the frog in warm water?"

This sounds familiar, and Cheng Lang seemed to have said it here too.

But Cheng Lang's attitude was clear at least, and Xu Qiao wouldn't be able to determine that he was interested in her.

Zhu Li smiled heartlessly: "Then your water is too cold, right? People obviously didn't realize that you were interested in her."

Jiang Fang made a "stop" gesture: "From today, there is really nothing."

"The man is unmarried and the woman is unmarried, so I give up now? Didn't she catch up with that '213'?"

Jiang Fang said "hiss": "I feel it's coming."

"How do you know?"

"I've left just now, so I'm going to come back to pick her up."

"You encountered it? Then this is the Shura field. Didn't you fight with anyone?"

"Vulgar." Jiang Fang pointed at her, "A gentleman doesn't speak, is I Jiang Fang such a vulgar person?"

Zhu Li shrugged: "Then you just let her leave with that man, regardless of whether he is a mule or a horse, is it reliable? Is the little sister bullied this night?"

Jiang Fang curled his smile: "No."

Zhu Li vaguely smelled the scent of the hidden feeling, held the edge of the coffee table, approached the past, and said curiously: "It seems that you know, who do you know?"

Jiang Fang sighed, not looking like he wanted to speak.

"Say it," Zhu Li poured him a glass of wine and pushed it over, "After you finish speaking, I'll talk about my good brothers."

Jiang Fang raised his head and took a glass of wine, and said silently: "You may not believe it if you say it..."

"Um?"

"Just tonight, far away in the sky and near in front of you."

"..." Zhu Li was stunned, "Song Mian?"

Jiang Fang didn't say anything, waved to her and signaled her to bring the wine bottle.

Zhu Li handed over the wine and laughed gloatingly. He looked at her with a gloomy face. He endured it, but couldn't help it and laughed again.
To be continued...