Chapter 507

No way, who makes Yuxuan unwilling to offend Jin Yanchuan with such a mysterious identity background.

Less is better than more.

He could only squeeze a smile reluctantly and said softly, "Mr. Jin, no one makes me angry. You worry too much."

"I don't like you calling me president Jin," the man raised his watch and looked at the time. Then he motioned the waiter to clean up the red wine poured on the tablecloth. "Either change your name or don't call me."

Yuxuan pursed her lips and thought how could there be such a difficult person in the world.

You're welcome, okay?

Isn't it nice to be respectful?

She called him president Jin in a low voice. What was he dissatisfied with?

Change the name, can you call him Yanchuan?

Uh.

She feels sick.

With a light breath, the smile on the corners of my mouth gradually disappeared, and my voice was colder: "what should I call you?"

Jin Yanchuan's eyes flashed a trace of darkness. He smiled, "you can call me, Chuan."

"Ah?" Yuxuan was shocked and the underground bus was about to fall on the table.

Mr. Jin, you are really familiar.

Shall I call you, Chuan?

Not so ambiguous?

Hehe, it doesn't exist.

She smiled and said nothing.

"Why, still angry?"

"President Jin..."

"Said don't call me president Jin."

"Jin Yanchuan."

"Yes."

Yuxuan: "

She found that she had really met her opponent.

Looking at the whole Shencheng, which rich childe can make her feel difficult?

Only met twice, Jin Yanchuan has made her speechless.

But Yuxuan was afraid of his status and power. He couldn't say too much and make the scene too ugly.

I can only stare and scold in my heart.

"Since you don't want to call me Chuan, don't force it." The man glanced at her coldly. Under the bright light, Ying Ling's face was more and more engraved, "anyway, don't let me hear the word president Jin, hypocritical."

Yuxuan smiles.

Isn't she very perceptive? I know she's hypocritical.

But how can we only hear the hypocrisy of "president Jin"?

She is hypocritical all the time!

I blame her for her acting.

Yuxuan took a deep breath, tried to calm down and smiled, "Chen Lin said that you live in Canada all year round. I think I haven't offended you. Can you talk to me and get along with me normally?"

She has to look like a hick.

High above, arrogant.

He leaned lazily on the back of his chair, with some vague meaning: "well, you didn't offend me."

Yuxuan was stunned, "then why..."

"I don't like you."

Yuxuan was speechless.

If you wear a pair of glasses on the bridge of your nose, it will definitely collapse.

I don't like her asking for dinner?

Looking for abuse?!

I really want to shake my head and go!

She thought so, but she didn't have the courage to do so. Anyway, she didn't give him a good face.

He didn't care much.

The bright and extravagant crystal lamp casts light. Jin Yanchuan is against the light and has a handsome face.

"Shi Yuxuan, I advise you to take back your previous words. It's too early to love or not, or like it."

Yuxuan fumed angrily: "you don't know anything. Why do you say so?"

Jin Yanchuan raised his hand and shook the goblet carelessly with his long finger.

The crimson liquid, under the dazzling light, was treacherous and unknown.

"I don't know, but -"

Red wine into his lips, his expression and tone are still as cold as ever, "a lot of things, but you think."

He gathered his long and narrow eyes, and his eyes fell on Yuxuan's shoulder, the maple leaf tattoo.

That's Canadian, sugar maple.

It's his too, sugar maple.