Just three faint words made Yu Qingqiu understand that Wen Qi didn't like these things, and since then, she has never been here.

In the past five years, she has really become less like herself for the sake of smelling relatives.

But now, Wen Qi actually appeared in this place, meticulously dressed, and it was incompatible with here.

In fact, she and Yan Qi's clothes are also incompatible with here, but at least the two of them stay very naturally and casually, which makes people not have that stiff feeling, but they have heard of it.

Just standing here has already attracted a lot of scrutiny.

"Do you like to drink?" Wen Qi didn't answer Yu Qingqiu's question, just lowered his eyes and swept the two bottles of beer in her hand.

For a moment, Wen Qi didn't know what he thought, his eyebrows jumped fiercely, and he said in a deep voice: "There is a lot of wine in my winery, if you want to drink, you can go to me." ”

"No need. Yu Qingqiu finally realized what the relationship between her and Wen Qi was now, she held two bottles of wine, bypassed Wen Qi and walked towards Yan Qi.

Yan Qi was getting skewers in the freezer on the other side, he was familiar with Yu Qingqiu's hobbies, and he knew what to take without asking her at all.

Yu Qingqiu didn't take a few steps before Wen Qi grabbed his wrist.

"Yu Qingqiu, do you have to mess with me?"

At this time, Yu Qingqiu found that she still subconsciously caught Wen Qi's tone, she was like this before, delusionally trying to know what his mood was from his tone, and also delusionally judging his preferences.

So much so that this has become her habit.

Yu Qingqiu's fingers holding the beer bottle tightened, she turned her head, looked at Wen Qi, saw the irritability in his eyes, and laughed a little strangely, but her eyes were a little hot, "Wen Qi, who is messing with you?"

Asking this rhetorically, she took a deep breath and tried hard to pull back her hand that he was holding, "Am I qualified to mess with you? No...... Mr. Wen, Mr. Wen, I'm Yu Qingqiu, how can I have the right to mess with you? I'm sorry for you to let go, we have signed the contract, and it doesn't matter anymore, Mr. Wen, you are like this now, it makes us not look good......"

Yu Qingqiu's words made Wen Qi's heart even more irritable.

He subconsciously resisted here and wanted to take Yu Qingqiu away.

"Yu Qingqiu!" Wen Qi gritted his teeth, the coldness in the past disappeared for a moment, but it quickly returned to his face, and he looked behind Yu Qingqiu.

Yu Qingqiu was aware of it, and when he turned around, he saw Yan Qi striding over with an angry face.

"Wen Qi, why the hell are you so ghostly? Why? Come to find justice for Xue Nanyin?" Yan Qi reached out and grabbed Wen Qi's hand, broke his hand away from Yu Qingqiu's wrist, and said angrily.

Wen Qi saw Yu Qingqiu's cold face because of Yan Qi's later words, and subconsciously wanted to explain that he didn't come over because of Xue Nanyin's matter.

But when the words came to his lips, when he saw Yan Qi checking Yu Qingqiu's wrist with a distressed face, he was burned clean by a burning anger, he looked at Yu Qingqiu, and the hand on his side kept tightening.

But the expression on his face became more and more cold, "This is not Yan's industry, and Mr. Yan has to care who comes here to eat?"

"Who the cares where you go to eat? I'm just weird, Wen Qi, you said that you didn't like this kind of place in the past, and it hurt Qiuqiu......"

"Yan Qi!" Yu Qingqiu grabbed Yan Qi's hand and glared at him warningly.

Yan Qi knew that she didn't want to mention the past again, so she had to shut up, snorted coldly at Wen Qi, took the beer bottle in Yu Qingqiu's hand and pulled her away.