Chapter 57: Can't Serve People?
Meng Geran suppressed his emotions, lowered his eyes and sat down to pour him wine.
"Go, respect Mr. Li for me. Fu Chenhan didn't take the wine she handed over, raised his chin slightly, and ordered lightly, his expression looking unkind.
The people around looked at each other, their eyes changed, they thought that this was the companion brought by Fu Chenhan, and now it seems that this woman has offended him.
But...... Why do they feel familiar?
Meng Geran clenched her teeth, but soon she adjusted herself, and sat down next to the person Fu Chenhan said with a gentle and soft smile.
"Mr. Li, when we meet for the first time, I respect you for this cup. After speaking, Meng Geran raised his head and drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.
Mr. Li was surprised by her courage, and his smile was dry: "I don't know what to call it?"
Meng Geran moved to the other side, avoiding his hand that was slowly stretched out, and said with a face as usual: "Just call me Xiao Meng." β
"Miss Meng is here on a business trip with Mr. Fu?" Mr. Li glanced at Fu Chenhan as he spoke, and saw him drinking wine expressionlessly, and his courage instantly became bigger: "Mr. Fu, you little beauty, I..."
"Whatever you want. β
Meng Geran's heart trembled when he heard this, and the hand on his side instantly tightened.
Mr. Li understood this, and immediately returned to his true nature, and put his hand on Meng Geran's leg: "Miss Meng can go on a business trip with Mr. Fu, presumably her ability must be outstanding." β
"Mr. Li has won the award. Meng Geran got up and poured wine to avoid Mr. Li's hand, and smiled: "I'll toast you again." β
Meng Geran is a little cold when he doesn't smile, but when he laughs, the ice and snow melt, and his bright eyes and teeth are very attractive.
"Okay, Miss Meng has a good amount of alcohol. The flesh of Mr. Li's smiling face is squeezed together, it's better to drink more, and it's easy to do things when you're drunk.
Meng Geran lowered his eyes, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked very obedient.
In fact, her eyes were cold and full of depression.
The people next to him sat closer and closer, Meng Geran kept dodging with a toast, and Yu Guang couldn't help but sweep towards Fu Chenhan.
The man sat in the middle, half-lowered eyes talking to others, sitting casually but oppressively, and everyone who spoke to him was flattering.
Her voice was not small, and he never gave a second look, as if she was just an insignificant person.
Meng Geran's heart, which originally had a little hope, slowly calmed down, she looked back at Mr. Li, endured the hand he pasted, and raised her eyebrows: "Mr. Li, there are a lot of people here, I don't like it." β
The man who had already been ** heartfelt immediately nodded: "Okay, okay, let's change places and go." β
Meng Geran smiled, got up and followed him.
After not taking a few steps, her wrist was suddenly grabbed, and the whole person was thrown on the sofa, and the shoulder she hit at night would be heavily loaded on the corner of the sofa, and her face turned white in pain.
"Meng Geran, you are so capable, I will let you toast, and you will toast to the bed. β
The people present were all human spirits, and they all heard that every word of this sentence was wrapped in anger, and some people gave Mr. Li a look and asked him to return the person quickly.
"Mr. Fu, what do you mean by this?" After a beautiful look and a little wine, Mr. Li asked a question very courageously and unwillingly.
The beauty he was reluctant to get his hands on was gone.
Meng Geran shook her head a little dizzy, she looked up at the man in the middle, her neck was white and slender, beautiful and tough, and she wanted to break it very much.
She smiled and said gently: "I thought this was what Mr. Fu meant." β
Fu Chenhan's eyes were as deep as a cold pool, and a touch of annoyance quickly flashed, and he said coldly: "That word in my sentence has this meaning. β
"Don't you have to accompany Mr. Li?" Meng Geran didn't argue with him, with a meek smile, as if she wouldn't resist whatever Fu Chenhan asked her to do next.
Fu Chenhan's face was gloomy: "Don't challenge my patience. β
There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Meng Geran's mouth, didn't he let her toast, and what kind of tantrum was she having now?
"Who does Mr. Fu need me to respect?"
Fu Chenhan suddenly reached out and pinched her chin, and his tone was cold: "Meng Geran, I advise you not to provoke me, you can't afford the consequences." β
He knows all these little tricks of hers.
Meng Geran's jaw was pinched, and she couldn't help frowning: "Mr. Fu misunderstood me, I didn't dare to provoke you, and I didn't dare to leave." β
She did everything he said, where is it a provocation?
Fu Chenhan's eyes fell on her brow, resisting the urge to stretch out his hand, and the anger that was full of anger will gradually calm down.
Thin lips hooked slightly, and let go of her: "Pour me wine." β
Meng Geran endured the pain in his jaw, straightened up and poured him wine, handed it to him, and the man didn't move, and his dark eyes showed meanness.
"Can't wait?"
Meng Geran's fingernails pinched into his palms, and a charming smile appeared on his face: "Who does Mr. Fu want me to serve?"
She's beautiful, it's a well-known fact, and when she's flirtatious and deliberately trying to be sultry, no one can resist.
The people in the box couldn't help but look at this beautiful and delicate woman.
The air pressure around Fu Chenhan's body plummeted, and his possessiveness instantly exploded to its peak, and the punishments he wanted to say became a sting in his throat, and he dragged people away.
"Tonight's spending is on my account, and I am out of company. β
Meng Geran staggered and was dragged into another unmanned private room, there were so many people just now, she could still hold on to fight against him.
Now there are only two people Meng Geran is scared, and the strength of the wine she drank just now came up, and her head was dizzy.
Her back was pressed against the wall, and there was vigilance in her eyes that had become slightly red because of the wine: "Fu Chenhan, what else do you want to do, I have done everything you asked me to do, you can't break your word." β
"What did I say?"
He asked her rhetorically, and the appearance was very arrogant, with the contempt of the superiors.
Meng Geran was slightly stunned, she was not excited, she didn't question, she just closed her eyes a little tiredly, and the pain in her shoulder stimulated her to exhaustion.
She pulled the corners of her mouth and mocked in a low voice: "It is said that Mr. Fu is full of words, but I am too naΓ―ve." β
Fu Chenhan ignored the strange feeling that welled up in his heart, and only regarded it as anger at Meng Geran, he sneered: "Don't think that if you say this, I will let you go." β
Meng Geran said tiredly: "I don't know what you're angry about, I have nothing to do with that person." β
After saying that, she felt sarcastic, where was Fu Chenhan angry because of this, it was obvious that her brutal and authoritarian temper had committed it again, thinking that she was also his belonging.
Her shoulder hurt so badly, and she probably had a large bruise.
"What else does Mr. Fu have to order?"
Her docile posture Fu Chenhan should be comfortable in his heart, but he was angry for no reason, and he pinched Meng Geran's chin: "Do you listen to everyone's words?
Meng Geran was aroused by his rebellious mentality, and she was drunk, she smiled amorous ways, stretched out her hand to hook his neck, and exhaled like a land: "Mr. Fu is jealous? β