Chapter 1742： Derailed Man (22)

Chapter 1742: Derailed Man (22)

"You ... I don't know you, you don't want to **** me to discredit me!" Li Yue's face turned white, but Qi Ya recognized her at a glance.

Ziya said that her voice was not small. People in this coffee shop were watching the liveliness, and some people held mobile phones to take pictures.

Li Yuexiaosan's identity was shattered in public, and the discussions made her unable to lift her head.

His face was blue and white, and looking at Sheng Ming and Qi Ya standing side by side, like a pair of golden boys and girls, Li Yue recognized his isolated situation.

Gritting her teeth and taking out her mobile phone, she opened her photo album and deleted a few photos taken in secret.

"Okay, Ziya, you are fierce enough. I counted it today, let's see later."

With resentment, Li Yue deleted the photo and wanted to go around Sheng Ming.

Just after taking a step, she was stopped by Xia Ling again.

"What's the rush, is this gone? It's a rare meeting, not a good chat. How can I treat you?"

Xia Ling's expression was diffuse, Xiu Jie's face, and the bottom of her eyes was bright.

Li Yue didn't want to stand with her.

She thought that Qi Ya was an old woman, boring and ugly. Yang Zhiyuan was so disgusted that she was so old that she found her in the crowd.

But today, Qi Ya really doesn't look like a woman in her thirties.

Her skin tone is whiter than her, and her height is half a head taller than her. Most importantly, Qi Ya has that indescribable temperament. As a woman, Li Yue knew that she had lost miserably.

All initiative is in the hands of Xia Ling.

Turning his face, Xia Ling apologized to Sheng Ming. "Sorry, something is temporary. I'm afraid I can't invite you to dinner at night. Let's change it another day."

"Um." Sheng Ming smiled.

The people who eat melon understand it, and he naturally understands it.

"Call me when you have time. This meal is owed first."

Xia Ling: "OK."

*

A farce seems to end here.

Li Yue was faint. When she returned to God, she and Qi Ya had already arrived at a western restaurant.

The waiter was around and asked what she wanted to eat.

Li Yue also followed Yang Zhiyuan to this kind of occasion.

"Sirloin steak, cooked tonight. Thank you."

"Pregnant women are better cooked. The waiter gave her nine minutes." Xia Ling helped Li Yue make a decision.

Li Yue was silent for a while.

The woman is strong and calm, but this behavior shows the suppression of her everywhere.

"I don't want to, I'm still familiar." Li Yue insisted.

The momentum suppression is very subtle. It feels like she wants to recognize Ziya's arrangement. After that, she can only listen to Ziya.

"Well, then one is ripe and the other is ripe." Xia Ling was very calm.

She calmly lined the stubborn Li Yue very wayward.

Li Yue's heart was awkward but she couldn't tell why, her chest was slightly stuffy.

The waiter left, and it was a war between the two women.

"Say, what's wrong with me?" Xia Ling poured red wine into the decanter and poured a glass of white water for Li Yue.

"I ..." Li Yue looked at Qi Ya.

Across the dining table, the white tablecloth, the bright red wine, and the woman sitting calmly.

Discussing the temperament of appearance and appearance ... Li Yue couldn't find herself superior to Ziya.

It's terrible.

With Sheng Mingzhuyu in front, Li Yue mentioning Yang Zhiyuan again is like fighting for a defective product that Qiya doesn't want.

The prepared tears and crying could not be done, and Li Yuemu was sitting, not knowing how to let things go like this.

"I want to say, don't you all know? What other garlic is there?"

(End of this chapter)