Pei Nanxu was helpless when he heard the words, "Mr. Chu, you'd better not meddle in this matter."
"How can this be meddling? I'm serious, okay?" Chu Jiayao disapproved.
Pei Nanxu: "..."
What should I say to stop him from committing suicide
On the other side, Lin Yan saw not only that the pair of sisters had no intention of leaving, but Chu Jiayao also came.
Just by looking at Chu Jiayao's posture, he could tell that he probably wanted to match up the artists of his company with Pei Yucheng.
When Zhong Xiaowei and Zhong Xuening saw that the boss was interested in making friends, they looked happy, and immediately became more confident and took the initiative.
"Boss Chu is absurdly praised. Since he has reached the peak, naturally he can't embarrass the company and Boss Pei!" Zhong Xiaowei said obediently.
Chu Jiayao smiled and continued, "Before Xiaowei often mentioned you, boss, and said that she wanted your autograph, and their sisters are all your little fans! I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence that I met you today. ! What fate! Fate!"
"Of course we admire people like Mr. Pei..." Zhong Xiaowei shyly said.
As she spoke, Zhong Xiaowei suddenly supported her head and shook her body.
The next second, as Zhong Xiaowei was talking, she sprained her foot suddenly, and her whole body fell straight in the direction of Pei Yucheng—"Oh—"
In the car not far away, Lin Yan's pupils suddenly shrank when he saw this.
Depend on! There is no mistake! When she is dead! ! !
Just talk when you talk, why do you still move your feet
Still pretending to fall, using such an old-fashioned trick
The moment Zhong Xiaowei was about to fall into Pei Yucheng's arms, Pei Nanxu moved a step faster and helped Zhong Xiaowei stabilize before she fell over.
Seeing this, Lin Yan subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
As expected of her idol, well done!
"Miss Zhong, are you okay?" Pei Nanxu said with lingering fear.
Zhong Xiaowei looked regretful, but when she saw Pei Nanxu's handsome face, her expression improved a little, "It's okay... I'm sorry... I was too careless..."
Zhong Xuening pretended to be concerned and asked, "Xiaowei, are you okay? Did you drink a little too much at night?"
Zhong Xiaowei nodded weakly, "Maybe, my head is a little dizzy...
While speaking, Zhong Xiaowei had already moved very close to Pei Yucheng calmly, and tried to lean on Pei Yucheng's body.
Lin Yan: "..."
At this time, a gust of night wind blew.
A few leaves swayed and fell from above, and a few scattered on Pei Yucheng's hair and shoulders.
Zhong Xiaowei looked obsessively at the man in the night, and couldn't help stretching out her hand towards the man, "Mr. Pei, you have leaves on your body..."
Before Zhong Xiaowei's fingers touched Pei Yucheng's body, the next second, her wrist was suddenly held in place by a huge force, unable to move.
"Ah! It hurts!" Zhong Xiaowei cried out in pain, her eyes subconsciously followed her wrist, and immediately saw that it was Lin Yan who came.
Lin Yan didn't know when he came over, and he was clutching her wrist lazily, seemingly useless, but it made her unable to move at all.
Zhong Xiaowei was shocked, "You... Lin Yan... why is it you! What are you doing! Let go!"
"Miss Zhong, it's not yours, so don't mess around with it."
Lin Yan stood there quietly, strangled Zhong Xiaowei's wrist, and spoke expressionlessly.