Tang Nuanhua naturally knew what Song Yijun had in mind.
Gently pushing Song Yijun's arm away, he chuckled, "No need, I'll go over and sit with the squad leader."
Song Yijun raised her eyebrows and was about to stop him, but Tang Nuanhua had already turned around and left.
Tang Nuanhua sat across from the monitor. The monitor was an honest-looking man with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, and he looked elegant.
Tang Nuanhua remembered that his academic performance was very good when he was in school, and his previous academic performance was not bad, so the two quickly started chatting.
Gu Yihan, who was in the corner of the box, saw that Tang Nuanhua had not looked at him since he came in, and he felt unhappy for some reason.
He didn't like that woman before. Although she was beautiful, her taste was too unique and trendy, and she always wore strange clothes that made her annoying. What he likes is a sensual woman, the kind of woman who is charming and seductive from the bottom of her heart.
But tonight, he discovered that Tang Nuanhua could also be that kind of woman. She can completely abandon the inexplicable dress and transform into a sensual girl.
It’s really to his liking!
Song Yijun walked over, seeming to see his emotions, and comforted, "Don't worry, maybe Nuan Hua is playing a trick of lust! Do you think she was so obsessed with you in the past, how could she not want to go to you?" Stay close to me?"
Gu Yihan thought about it for a while and felt that she was right, so he felt better.
Song Yijun was hiding in the shadows. She was a little suspicious of Tang Nuan Hua's sudden change, so she watched Tang Nuan Hua's every move with sharp eyes.
And Tang Nuanhua over there naturally felt the burning gaze. She didn't even need to turn her head to see who the owner of that gaze was.
This woman had killed her. She really couldn't smile at her, but it wasn't time to fall out yet, so she could only act with her.
Thinking of this, Tang Nuanhua came to Song Yijun with champagne and said, "Yijun, I'm so bored. Do you have any fun?"
When Song Yijun saw that she came back on her own initiative, she immediately relaxed her vigilance and said with a cheerful smile, "That's natural. On such a big occasion, of course you have to drink and have fun! Come on, Nuan Hua, as a friend I want to toast you!"
Tang Nuanhua lowered his head and smiled softly, naturally he did not refuse.
"Nuan Hua, you must feel very uncomfortable when you face Li Jingyi's cold face every day, so take advantage of tonight to get drunk! Relax!"
"Okay." Tang Nuanhua responded, and soon the entire glass of wine was down. Song Yijun immediately poured her another glass with quick eyes and hands.
Tang Nuanhua knew that she was not good at drinking, so she took anti-alcohol medicine before entering the house, and then she felt free to let herself drink.
After drinking for three rounds, a blush appeared on Tang Nuan's face. She pressed her temples and said slowly, "I... I can't stand it anymore... I feel dizzy. I, I'm going to the bathroom."
Seeing this, Song Yijun smiled almost inaudibly and said falsely, "Yeah, I'll go with you."
"No... no, I can do it." Tang Nuanhua refused and walked away in vain.
Song Yijun's eyes darkened and she drank all the wine in the glass.
She came to Gu Yihan and handed him a room card, "Oh, Mr. Gu, I have to trouble you. Nuan Hua is drunk and just went out. Could you please take her to the hotel upstairs? ?This is the key card.”
When Gu Yihan heard this, he immediately took it. How could he refuse? The outfit Tang Nuan painted tonight made him feel itchy.
He immediately chased after him, but he didn't see the shadow of Tang Nuan's painting. He touched his chin and walked into another corridor.
At this moment, Song Yijun took out her mobile phone and quickly edited a text message and sent it to Li Jingyi.
"Young Master Li, Nuan Hua and I came to the class reunion, but Nuan Hua drank some wine. Gu Yihan just sent her back to her room. I wonder if they will..."
At the same time, the Li Group.
Li Jingyi just walked out of the conference room. He was in meetings all afternoon today and was almost too busy to look at his phone.
He suddenly felt a little irritable. He opened his phone and saw a photo of Tang Nuan with painted hair - she was wearing a lavender dress and smiling as brightly as a flower.
It was rare for him to see her like this, and he looked at her blankly.
At this time, the cell phone buzzer rang again, and he saw the text message sent by Song Yijun. Within a few seconds, his face suddenly became extremely gloomy.