Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 472: Do you have that here?

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Fang Gan didn't dare to look around, but only vaguely knew that the girl in red was the one who made the noise.

"Female companion? Who are you referring to?"

Tang Xinrou's smiling eyes moved, she tilted her head and pointed at herself and Song Yaoyao, "Is it me, or are we Yaoyao?"

Shen Xun withdrew his hand, and said with a sneer, "Even if all the women in the world are dead, I still don't like you."

"Coincidentally, me too. If I have to choose, even if I choose An Feiran, I will not choose you. Right, An Feiran?"

She smiled and cast a wink back, and successfully saw the gentle and gentle boy blushing.

"Don't talk nonsense." An Feiran's ears were reddish, and he looked more and more shy.

"I'm not talking nonsense. If I want to be interested in him, will I wait until now?" After all, the two have known each other for many years. If she really had a crush on Shen Xun, she would have taken the initiative.

Seeing their incomparably natural way of communication, Fang Gan knew that his thoughts were dirty and his thoughts were wrong.

Song Yaoyao complained speechlessly, "You guys are so boring."

She walked forward with her hands in her pockets, passed them and walked forward, looking around curiously as she walked.

Fang Gan breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly followed.

This time his eyes were honest, and he didn't dare to look around again.

"Excuse me, what is your name, miss?"

"Song."

"Is this the first time Ms. Song has come here? She looks unfamiliar." Fang Gan said approachingly.

Song Yaoyao nodded. After going up the stairs, there was a long corridor in front of her. Numbers were hung on the doors, representing boxes.

Fang Gan saw that she was still going forward, so he quickly stopped her, "Miss Song, your box is upstairs, please follow me."

He opened the elevator and gestured respectfully.

After getting out of the elevator, Song Yaoyao knew why this club charged so much.

The field of vision is wide, with marble floor tiles under the feet, and the overall style is black and gold. Next to the huge display screen, there is a circle of black leather sofas, and the gorgeous crystal chandelier on the ceiling emits bright light.

There are bar counters, pool tables, chess and card rooms...

Everything you want to play here is there.

Song Yaoyao suddenly had a weird idea, and she asked in a low voice, "Manager Fang, are you doing serious business here?"

"Cough...cough cough cough..."

The corner of Fang Gan's mouth twitched, "Miss Song, what do you mean?"

"That's the kind—" Song Yaoyao blinked, "I heard that in this kind of club, there will always be someone who will accompany you..."

To be honest, she really wanted to meet him.

"puff!!"

Tang Xinrou squirted, she has black lines all over her hair, Xindao darling really dares to say it.

Shen Xun's face turned livid in an instant, and he strode over, covered Song Yaoyao's mouth and led her in, "No, what she does is a serious business, don't slander her."

Song Yaoyao pulled his hand away, suspicious, "Really? Shen Xun, you must have looked for it, right?"

"I-"

Shen Xun's temples twitched violently, and his fists cracked.

"I don't have one!!" He gritted his back molars, "I don't like that kind of woman!"

"That's good," Song Yaoyao blinked and said innocently, "I'm just asking casually, why are you nervous? Shen Xun, you can't be like this as a boy."

Shen Xun felt that each knee was hit by an arrow, and he could feel that everyone looked at him differently.

After all, when he came in just now, Fang Gan expressed his welcome with extra enthusiasm.

"I don't!"

Fang Gan stood aside, wishing he could disappear in place.