Chapter 23

All the famous ladies knew that she was not easy to provoke, and they were afraid of Mr. Zhan's means. Today's affairs all wanted to be settled as soon as possible.

As a result, there are one count one, all sincerely apologized.

"Well, as long as you don't provoke me, song Qianyi, I won't trouble you either!"

Song Qianyi waved: "you go!"

Qin poetry still has some legs soft: "Miss Song, can you not tell Mr. Zhan about this?"

Celebrities echoed: "yes, yes, please, don't tell Mr. Zhan!"

"Don't worry! What happened today, I'll treat it as if nothing happened! "

Song Qianyi is very tolerant.

Since she is married to Zhan tingxiao, she will inevitably deal with these famous ladies and daughters in various parties in the future. She will stay in front of people for meeting in the future.

Song Qianyi was in a much better mood after sending off Qin poetry and others.

She cut a piece of emerald melon with a fruit knife and was about to be put into her mouth when a man's figure suddenly appeared in front of her.

She lifted her eyes, and her eyes ran into a pair of deep dark eyes.

The man was wearing a British overcoat with delicate gilt edged neckline and cuffs, a baroque retro Brooch pinned on his chest, and a very beautiful golden rose in his hand.

Song Qianyi saw the noble spirit from his body and the evil spirit from his eyes.

This man, seems to be for her?

She straightened her mind and said, "Sir, what can I do for you?"

"Miss Song, please accept this rose!"

The man was very gentlemanly and presented the rose to her.

Rose is made of gold. It's colorful and charming.

But song Qianyi knew from an early age that he could never ask for something that he had sent to his door.

She shrunk the back of her wrist. "This rose doesn't suit me, sir."

"You are the rose

The man put the rose in her hand, and the angle of his lips pulled out the curve of evil Charm: "I saw you lick the blade just now, and I thought you were the master of this rose!"

Song Qianyi was surprised: "you just Looking at me all the time? "

"Yes

He suddenly bent down and whispered in her ear, "you know? The way you lick the blade is so sexy! Those stupid women see danger, but what I see is pick, tease, lure... "

The heat of his speech went straight into her ears.

the most important thing is that he has a bloody smell that can not be covered by perfume.

As soon as her heart sank, she realized that the man was terrible!

She raised her hand and pushed the man away.

"Stay away from me!"

"Ha ha, you blush!"

The man's aggressive eyes looked at her from head to toe: "the woman of war, it must be delicious!"

Song Qianyi is wearing clothes, but under his eyes, there is a feeling of being looked at.

It's a terrible feeling!

She leaned slightly away from his wild eyes: "who are you?"

"My name is Ji! Is Zhan tingxiao's best friend

"You can't play with a friend's wife!"

"Ha ha ha ha, the relationship between Zhan Ting Xiao and me is so good that they can't distinguish each other. Naturally, I can taste his wife at any time!"

The man surnamed Ji said, reaching for her chin.

She retreated a little, and a slap on the face of him that deserved to be beaten.

"Oh

The man sidestepped to avoid her slap, held her wrist and said with a light smile: "it's hot enough, strong enough, ha ha ha, I like it!"

"You..."

Song Qianyi is really about to explode.

I didn't expect that there would be such a kind of scum at the Party of the upper class.

"Miss Song, Mr. Zhan, please go there!" said a waitress

"All right, now!"

Song Qianyi takes advantage of the man's distraction, and suddenly pulls his hand back.

When she turned around, she was surprised to find that the maid who came forward to help her out was Bai Weiwei.

White Wei Wei changed very thick shape, the face already can't see any blue and purple after being beaten.

She looked at Song Qianyi calmly: "Miss Song, please follow me!"

"Oh, yes!"

Song Qianyi agreed.

After all, the terrible man left first.

She followed Bai Weiwei for two steps. The man surnamed Ji caught up and put the golden rose in her hand: "darling, take it well, don't lose it!"