The old man was wearing a well-made suit, the belly fat looming through the split buttonholes.
He held a goblet in one hand and An Yirou in the other, smiling flatteringly at Luo Yichen and Su Rourou: "President Luo, do you remember me?"
While talking, he handed the goblet to Luo Yichen for a few minutes, and then drank it down in a hearty gulp.
During his whole set of movements, Su Rourou only noticed the five thick and big rings on his five fingers and the huge gemstones on the rings.
An Yirou pulled her blood-red lips, held a wine glass and smiled at Su Rourou: "Rourou, Yichen, long time no see."
Su Rourou couldn't help but rolled her eyes several times towards the ceiling: How dare she still have the face to talk to them in such a familiar tone
An Yirou continued to speak to the old man in a voice that made people get goosebumps: "President Wang, you probably don't know that Yichen and Rourou and I have been old classmates for many years. All got along very well...”
Su Rourou couldn't listen anymore, just when she wanted to fight back, Luo Yichen beside her said coldly to the short and fat old man: "Mr. Wang, I think the lady next to you probably admitted the wrong person. Right. Counting, today is our first meeting with her... However, it is obviously not that pleasant."
When he said these words, he never glanced at An Yirou from the beginning to the end, as if she existed like air.
Moreover, he deliberately put the accent on the word "Miss", as if he was insinuating something. Usually in this kind of occasion, it is generally polite to call the other party "madam" or "beauty"...
"Sorry, excuse me first." He nodded slightly to the short and fat old man, took Su Rourou's hand and went straight around them, heading in another direction.
An Yirou clenched the wine glass in her hand, and stared at Su Rourou's receding back with extremely resentful eyes. Just when she was gnashing her teeth, Su Rourou just turned around, stuck out her tongue and made a grimace at her. "Come on, come and bite me if you don't agree" are written on the face.
An Yirou gritted her silver teeth. She was still thinking about how to take revenge on Su Rourou, when a low, displeased voice sounded in her ear: "You have lost all my face tonight, let's see how I deal with you when I go back!"
An Yirou's face turned pale with fright, his perverted methods... She has seen it before. Tonight, I don't know how this old man will torture himself again.
If it weren't for the fact that he was half buried in the ground and she could get some inheritance, she wouldn't be a mistress to such an ugly and old man!
Luo Yichen led Su Rourou to the dining table, put a piece of snack into her mouth, and said to her in a doting tone: "Try this, it's delicious."
Seeing that Su Rourou didn't respond, he couldn't help stretching out his hand and pinching her cheek: "What's the matter... Don't spoil your mood because of some people. I will definitely repay what she did to you back then!"
While speaking, his eyes fell on An Yirou's distorted face not far away, and a sneer appeared on his lips.
He had never disdained to be as knowledgeable as a woman, but the existence of An Yirou challenged his bottom line.