Chapter 2

All of a sudden, the atmosphere calmed down. You look at me, I look at you, and look at each other.

"You're late, folks."

Rong Yue and Fu Zhiran drink and walk, also into the small pattern inside, to everyone slightly a nod.

Everyone's eyes are on them.

"I'll wait for you to join in."

Without waiting for Rong Yue to open his mouth, a woman's charming voice suddenly came from outside, "Yo, you want to play mahjong."

A tall woman, dressed in a long white dress with a white fur shawl over her shoulders and twisting her graceful waist, came in and came into the sight of the public.

People look at the past, some people use the language of ridicule airway: "Miss Li interested?"

Another humanitarian: "but Miss Li and Xiao ran can only play alone."

This is intended to bring everyone's attention to Fu Zhiran.

Without waiting for Fu Zhiran to say anything, Li Aomei grabbed the voice with a smile, "Xiao ran, Auntie called you out to help greet the guests."

She held Rongyue's arm tightly, as if she was Rongyue's wife.

Fu Zhiran is very dizzy and doesn't want to stay here, so she plans to follow Li Aomei's will and turn around to go out. Li Aomei suddenly shouts to her again: "Xiao ran, can you help me and Rong Yue get a glass of juice first? Rong Yue drank a lot of wine just now. He must be thirsty. "

"What are you?"

Suddenly, a cold man's voice came from the sofa. Fu Zhiran's petite body trembled.

The atmosphere was suddenly quiet and cold.

Everyone's eyes turned to the owner of the voice.

Man's eyelashes moved, a pair of evil peach blossom eyes opened.

The end of his eyes, slightly cocked, added a bit of enchantment to his handsome face. His cold eyes swept directly at Li Aomei.

Li Aomei's expression was stiff and embarrassed. Her slender hand grabbed Rong Yue's sleeve and gently pulled it.

I want him to stand for her.

Rong Yue raised his chin and looked at the man on the sofa with a smile. "I don't know how Meimei offended LAN Er Shao."

LAN Jingyan didn't rush to answer his words. He got up long and tall. He was the tallest on the spot.

As soon as he got close to the crowd, he stopped in the crowd, and the rest of them were rich CHILDES, but standing beside him, his sense of existence immediately weakened.

Stop, his eyes quickly sweep, slightly open mouth, Leng Leng looking at his fu Zhiran, a touch of emotion from his eyes across, fast let a person too late to capture.

Then he looked at Rong Yue, his eyes opposite.

fail to show restraint.

Someone rushed out to make ends meet, pretending to blame Rong Yue: "Rong Yue, you really are. Jing Yan came back only once in five years, and you are not allowed to replace her with her family members."

Rong Yue nodded and laughed, "yes, I'll fight myself."

Said he gently patted Li Aomei's hand back, took the lead to mahjong machine to find a place to sit down.

Being beaten by LAN Jingyan, Li Aomei has no place to spread her anger. She stares at Fu Zhiran and then goes to pester Rong Yue for comfort.

Fu Zhiran looks deeply at the mahjong table. The man sitting opposite her is playing mahjong at home with his slender fingers.

He is still used to using his left hand

……

After sitting in the bathroom for a long time, Fu Zhiran got up and went out, standing in front of the washing table, staring at the mirror with a pair of eyes.

The tap was on, and the sound of water couldn't interrupt her thoughts.