Fu Li was a little uncertain about Jiang Fang's temper.
She and Jiang Fang first met at a banquet. Given her family background, she couldn't afford such a banquet. It was because she majored in a small language and had excellent grades. The teacher from the School of Economics set up a bridge and took on a job that earned extra money as an interpreter for a foreign guest. He knows.
Later, Jiang Fang asked her to be his girlfriend, and she regarded it as the same nature of earning extra money. Of course, she felt that the money she earned could be at her own disposal, but who would have thought that he would spend it because of her... No, go In pursuit of true love, he turned his back on her.
After Jiang Fang fell out with her, she thought he liked her, but afterwards she heard him say to others: "Hey, there are many sisters on hand, can you like such a yellow-haired girl?"
Someone asked: "Then why are you angry, you lack this little money?"
Jiang Fang replied: "The money I gave her was used by her to raise a bad boy, where should I put my face?"
Fu Li immediately came to a conclusion: it turned out that it was only because of face.
But now that Jiang Fang questioned her about this statement, she became confused again: Can a matter of face be hated for half a year? And his tone sounded like rape. The two have clearly had no contact in the past six months.
Fu Li slowly moved away the hand covering Song Mian's mouth, and was in an awkward dilemma, but Jiang Fang smiled as if changing his face, and followed the sentence just now "You have a lot of brothers", and teased Song Mian: " Come on, your dry brother is here to pick up someone, and my real brother will retire after finishing his work."
Song Mian glanced at Fu Li, then looked into Jiang Fang's eyes.
Fu Li swallowed nervously.
For some reason, she felt that the two men seemed to have reached a complicated communication in the silent gaze.
Song Mian nodded after a moment of silence: "Then we will excuse you first."
Fu Li stiffly followed Song Mian to the taxi, and looked back at Jiang Fang halfway.
Jiang Fang waved his fingers together, as if saluting and saying goodbye.
Song Mian glanced at Fu Li's halting footsteps, then turned around and said, "Aren't you leaving?"
Fu Lilian said "Oh" twice, and got into the car with him. After the car started, he was still thinking about what Jiang Fang meant just now. When he was absent-minded, he suddenly heard the people around him ask gently: "It seems that there are many brothers? "
"..." Fu Li suddenly woke up.
This is what really came to "catch rape".
Zhu Li didn't know about the drama outside the art gallery.
After Jiang Fang sent Fu Li out, she was also about to leave, but before she left, she received a call from home, asking her if she had offended the prince of the Zhou family, and asked her to go and apologize.
The news spread so fast, and Toe knew it must be a small report from the person involved.
How old is he, and the prince of the Zhou family, come to this elementary school trick
Originally Zhu Li was hindering the business relationship between the two families and tolerated the calm for a while, but now he really takes a step back and thinks about it more and more.
If you want to apologize, then tell him well.
She turned back to the banquet hall, took a bottle of red wine, walked up to Zhou Jie with a smile, and said, "Mr. Zhou, were you angry just now? I'm really sorry, I shouldn't let you go with others, I I was really uneasy about leaving, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt that I owed you, so I came back anyway, and I will toast you to apologize."
Opposite Zhou Jie was smiling contentedly, but suddenly his face turned cold.
The wine in Zhu Li's hand poured straight over.
The surrounding guests screamed.
Zhu Li was as stable as Mount Tai, and it only took half a second from smiling to gloomy.
She watched the scarlet wine slowly trickle down the bridge of his nose, and said with a sneer, "So, Mr. Zhou feels better?"
"You..." Zhou Jie raised his hand, subconsciously wanting to do something, seeing so many people beside him, he put down his hand in mid-air again.
Zhu Li glanced coldly at his hand that seemed to want to slap her, turned and left with his high heels on.
She splashed the wine smartly, and walked neatly, but there were endless troubles. After leaving the Beicheng Art Museum and getting in the car, home phone calls came in one after another.
Her father's, her uncle's, her uncle's, her brothers'...
She hung up one call after another, and accidentally got through with a slip of her hand. Before she put the phone to her ear, she heard a crackling and cursing from the receiver.
This is still the effect of not turning on the speaker.
Zhu Li had had enough, left his cell phone in the car, stopped the driver, got out of the car and took a taxi again to Yujinfang, walked into the muse, and served wine.
Unexpectedly, a familiar male voice came from the booth next door: "Zhu Li?"
Zhu Li turned around and saw that Jiang Fang, like her, occupied a circle of booths by himself, with a row of whiskey in front of him, and he had already drank quite a bit.
She was stunned: "Hey, Boss Jiang, didn't send it to my sister, and came here alone to drink away my worries?"
Both Zhu Li on the left and right witnessed his miserable situation just now, and Jiang Fang didn't deny it: "Then Xiao Zhu always comes here alone to get drunk without his brother seeing him off?"
Zhu Li sneered: "Wrong, I am brother too much."
"You also have a dozen good brothers?" Jiang Fang tapped his knuckles on the coffee table in front of him, "Come on, talk to me about what you think when women call you 'brothers'."
"No time." Zhu Li smiled slightly, and gestured to the waiter next to him, "Open wine."
"I'll buy you a drink. I'll pay for how much you want to drink tonight. Come here." Jiang Fang greeted.
Zhu Li was unmoved: "I'm sorry, there is no shortage of money."
"Do you need to chat with me?" Jiang Fang suggested, "It's all about drinking anyway, two people are better than one, right?"
Zhu Li glanced at him from a distance.
In the past, when she had conflicts with her family, she often found a companion to chat and drink with Xu Qiao, who also loves to drink.
But obviously not tonight. At this time, Cheng Lang was celebrating Xu Qiao's birthday.
She thought for a while, imitating his gesture just now, tapped the coffee table with her knuckles: "Then come here."
"Is there a difference?" Jiang Fang raised his eyebrows.
"When I go over, I will be your companion. When you come over, you will be my companion, understand?"
Jiang Fang laughed, loosened his bow tie, nodded, got up and sat down across from him: "Okay, I'll give you this face, let's talk."
"say what?"
"Your good brothers."
Zhu Li looked at him with distaste: "You have to have foreplay when you go to bed, so why not drink some wine first?"
"..." Is this mouth quite spicy
Jiang Fang picked up the cup and put it in front of her: "Drink, be full."
Zhu Li had three drinks in one go, seeing him leaning on the sofa motionless, he glanced at him: "It's not good to drink dry, since you're here to chat with me, why don't you play some music."
"?"
Zhu Li twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled quite naturally: "When I am unhappy, I like to hear other people say something unhappy, which makes me happy."
Jiang Fang laughed: "What can I be unhappy about?"
"Come on, I have eyes, so I can tell." Zhu Li poked his own eyes with two fingers, "I like my little sister, why don't you confess?"
He's not bad looking, he's a second-generation rich man, he's doing a decent business, his family relationship is simple, and he doesn't have any property disputes——with Jiang Fang's condition, what kind of crush is he having
"Hey," Jiang Fang stopped pretending, "Isn't this little sister looking too innocent and not being too direct, and originally wanted to boil the frog in warm water?"
These words sound familiar, and Cheng Lang seems to have said it in this place at the beginning.
But Cheng Lang's attitude is clear anyway, otherwise Xu Qiao would not be able to conclude that he is interested in her.
Zhu Li laughed heartlessly: "Then your water is too cold, isn't it? People obviously don't see that you have that kind of intention for her."
Jiang Fang made a "stop" gesture: "From now on, there are indeed no more."
"Men are unmarried and women are unmarried, so they give up? Didn't she also catch up with that '213'?"
Jiang Fang hissed, "I think it's almost here."
"how do you know?"
"She had already left just now, so she turned back to pick her up."
"You ran into it? Then this is the Shura field, didn't you fight with someone?"
"Vulgar." Jiang Fangxu pointed at her, "A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands. Am I, Jiang Fang, such a vulgar person?"
Zhu Li shrugged: "Then you just let her go with that man, regardless of whether he is a mule or a horse, is it reliable or not? Is my little sister being bullied at this late night?"
Jiang Fang restrained his smile: "No."
Zhu Li faintly smelled the secret, leaned on the edge of the coffee table, approached, and asked curiously: "It seems to know, who is it?"
Jiang Fang sighed and didn't seem to want to talk.
"Tell me," Zhu Li poured him a glass of wine and pushed it over, "After you finish talking, I'll talk about my good brothers."
Jiang Fang put his head down a glass of wine, and said silently: "You may not believe it..."
"Um?"
"Just tonight, far away in the sky, close at hand."
"..." Zhu Li was stunned, "Song Mian?"
Jiang Fang didn't speak, but waved to her, motioning for her to bring the wine bottle over.
Zhu Li handed over the wine, smiled gloatingly, saw him looking at her with a gloomy face, held back, but couldn't hold back, and laughed again.
"Then you're out of the game." Zhu Li concluded, "It's not the same type, it can't tell the difference. My little sister likes Dr. Song's."
"What do you say?" Jiang Fang glanced at her.
Zhu Li probably drank three cups of fast wine just now, and now he is a little bit over the top, sitting crookedly, with his forehead resting on his forehead, he was overwhelmed with joy: "You are too funny to chat with your rival in love all night..."
"It's almost done? It's time to talk about your good brothers."
"My good brothers," she tilted her head and smiled, "all of them will cut off my money."
"Cutting off a person's wealth is like killing his parents, so you still call him brother?"
"What if you don't call?" Zhu Li tapped the position of the wrist vein, "It's connected to the blood."
Jiang Fang paused in surprise when he drank, and slowly came to his senses.
Dare to say that she is not the brother he thought.
The Jiang family has no personal relationship with the Zhu family, and this kind of "family ugliness" will not be publicized everywhere, so Jiang Fang didn't understand Zhu Li's situation, so he kept silent and put down his glass: "Your hotel..."
"It's a rebellion against the family, isn't it serious?"
Jiang Fang was speechless for a while.
Zhu Li frowned uncomfortably: "I'm asking you something, are you serious?"
Jiang Fang observed her expression: "You seem to have drunk too much."
"Just this row, can you bring down my swift and resolute little Mr. Zhu?" Zhu Li chuckled, picked up the bottle and poured it down his throat, biting the mouth of the bottle and mumbled, "If I blow this bottle, I can stand firm for you Be sure."
"..."
It was also rare for Jiang Fang to meet such a heroic woman, so he was taken aback before going to stop him, and snatched the wine bottle: "All right, all right, I believe it, you don't need to try the wine yourself."
"What do you want me to do? I want to drink." Zhu Li wanted to take the bottle back again.
Jiang Fang stopped her hand: "Can I have some taste?"
"I have no taste?" Zhu Li asked, pointing at his nose.
"A bottle of five-figure wine, you treat it like three yuan salt soda. Is this called taste?" One-tenth, push it over, "Can you drink slowly, Mr. Zhu, who is vigorous and resolute?"
Zhu Li let out a mouthful of alcohol irritably, reluctantly accepted the proposal, raised his glass and said, "Come, have a drink with Mr. Zhu!"
Jiang Fang picked up the wine glass with a headache.
It was the first time Jiang Fang felt that a woman can be a woman when she is crazy about drinking.
He thinks he has a lot of wine, but he couldn't bear to have a round of drinking at the after party tonight. Before Zhu Li appeared, he had already emptied two bottles of wine at the muse, and had another drink with her, and he also got himself involved.
Jiang Fang felt that when he was drinking to the bottom line, Zhu Li was still playing wild.
This Yujinfang was in chaos, he was afraid that he would fall down first, and Zhu Li would be picked up for a while, so he decided to take her to a clean place while he still had "breath".
After dragging the person away forcefully, Jiang Fang hesitated where to go.
Just now while drinking and complaining, he already had a general understanding of her relationship with the family, and after much deliberation, it was not good for her to go home like this. Contact Xu Qiao, this time is when the nightlife is in full swing, he might be beaten to death by Cheng Lang.
But Zhu Li didn't have his mobile phone or ID card with him, so he couldn't just send him to a hotel.
He thought for a long time at the entrance of the bar, and thought of a good place: Leighton Hotel, Zhu Li's own hotel, safe and convenient.
Half an hour later, Jiang Fang sent him to Li Dun's suite on the top floor.
Zhu Li was splashing all the way, kicked off his high heels when he entered the door, and saw the row of foreign wine in the wine cabinet in the room, his eyes lit up again.
Jiang Fang originally sent the Buddha to the west, and was about to leave with honor. Seeing how hungry she was, he had no choice but to go up and stop people, took the key and locked the wine cabinet, and then put the key in his trousers pocket.
"Give me the key! I'll drink!" Zhu Li kicked his calf.
Jiang Fang dodged half of his strength, and was amused by her embarrassment: "I took the key away, and I will say hello to the front desk before leaving, and I won't let anyone give you a backup key, and I won't let anyone give you wine, miss, give up Go." He smiled and walked out the door.
"Are you fucking sick?" Zhu Li chased after him, grabbing him by the arm, and refused to let him go. "You can manage the wine in my own hotel? Give me the key!"
"Don't mess around," Jiang Fang put on a defensive posture, "I don't want to get rough with girls."
Zhu Li glared at him fiercely, bent down, and reached into his left trousers pocket frantically.
Jiang Fang quietly took the key out of the right trouser pocket, and when Zhu Li fumbled to the right, he stuffed the key into the left trouser pocket.
Zhu Li's IQ was overwhelmed by alcohol, he clearly saw him put it in his trouser pocket, but couldn't reach both sides, so he went to unbuckle his belt in a rage.
Jiang Fang's mind was also a little dull under the influence of alcohol. He was stunned for a while, and when she took the belt away and threw it aside, he realized that he stopped her from picking up his trousers: "What are you doing?"
"Look for the key to drink, otherwise what will happen to you?" Zhu Li glared at him.
What kind of tiger-wolf word is this? Jiang Fang blocked her hand with a funny face: "Isn't it enough to drink so much for you just now? Girls drink for fun, and you think you Wu Song passed Jingyanggang?"
"How come girls can only be mean and look down on women?"
"When will I..." Jiang Fang was angry and funny, before he had time to explain, seeing her face change instantly, her fierce eyes softened, and tears overflowed.
"I even look down on women..." When she spoke again, her voice was already tinged with tears.
Jiang Fang was stunned for a moment, he had just heard her talk about so many messy things at home, so of course he knew where her feeling of grievance came from.
Although he was really wronged, it was not suitable to argue with her at this time.
Jiang Fang raised his hands to express his surrender: "My fault is that I used the wrong words, but I really didn't mean it." As soon as he finished speaking, he fell down halfway, and her trousers were stripped off.
"Fuck..." Jiang Fang lowered his head, startled.
Zhu Li had dried up his tears, and tugged at his trousers desperately: "Take off your trousers for me!"
Compared to this embarrassment of being half-taken off, Jiang Fang chose to get rid of the pants completely.
Zhu Li picked up his trousers smoothly, shaking wildly, and finally the key fell out.
She picked up the fruit of victory, knelt down and opened the wine cabinet: "Okay, you can get out."
"Miss Zhu," Jiang Fang didn't know whether he was dizzy from drunk or was dizzy from her anger, and pulled him up from the ground, "I was going to leave just now, but you tried my best to stop me, and now I've taken off my pants , you let me go?"
"Otherwise," Zhu Li blinked, "Want to have a good time before leaving?"
"..."
Get angry, this woman's tiger and wolf words really make people get angry.
Jiang Fang closed his eyes and pressed his painful temples.
Zhu Li laughed: "That depends on whether you are enough..."
She hadn't finished saying "enough or not", her eyes glanced down inadvertently, and she stopped suddenly.
Jiang Fang followed her gaze and glanced down, picked up his trousers and prepared to put them on.
This size is incredible... Zhu Li looked at him and swallowed.
What the hell is this reaction? Jiang Fang's forehead twitched, he put on his trousers and bent over to pick up his belt.
Zhu Li stopped drinking and locked on to his movements the whole time.
Jiang Fang felt so passive for the first time in all these years.
When picking up the belt, he suddenly heard Zhu Li say, "It seems to be qualified."
"..." Jiang Fang narrowed his eyes and looked at her, "I'm a bit high right now, so be careful what you say."
"Men are unmarried and women are unmarried, what are you careful about?" Zhu Li leaned against the wall, crossed his arms and watched him buckle his belt, and laughed, "Don't wear it anymore, you will have to take it off later."
Jiang Fang frowned, but still buckled the belt: "Are you serious?"
Zhu Li closed his eyes and shook his head, as if to make sure it was true.
A few seconds later, she opened her eyes again: "Really."
Jiang Fang stared at her: "You are drunk."
"Maybe a little." She stepped forward, leaned close to him, and poked his shoulder with her index finger.
In midsummer and August, she only had a thin skirt on her body, and it was difficult not to feel anything when she stuck it on like this.
"But I know who you are, Mr. Jiang, Jiang Fang, the young owner of Langxin Technology, is that enough?" Zhu Li smiled, "Two frustrated single men and women just happened to solve each other's physical needs, so don't be sober .”
Jiang Fang stared down at her, his Adam's apple moved slightly.
"Are you coming, Mr. Jiang?"
The author has something to say: ·Let Mr. Jiang hold up his trouser waist for the New Year.
·Farewell today, everyone is destined to see you next year.