Chapter 8 Two Intersecting Lines
"I didn't hold my hand steady all of a sudden, I'm really embarrassed to splash it on you!" Liu Xini's face did not show any apology, and her eyes were full of a smile that had succeeded in her trick. Hmph! She just wants to teach her a lesson! Otherwise, she really thought that such a trick could attract Meng Yanchen. Thinking of her Liu Xini, it took a lot of thought to get close to him step by step!
The bright red liquor slowly melts on the white cotton fabric, and the cold liquor touches the skin, but burns it.
Chu Qiao was stunned, and looked at his chest, the uniform here was too tight, and now it was wet with wine, so that under the thin fabric, the spring color appeared from time to time. She hurriedly covered her chest with a plate.
Chu Qiao's teeth pressed tightly against his lips, and a thick grievance welled up in his heart.
She's not an idiot, and she's not eyeless. These two glasses of wine were spilled on his body, and he was definitely not accidental. But what could she do? Quarrel with her? Maybe pick up two glasses of wine and throw them back at her? It's really relieving, but she's going to get fired from the bar.
As Shinoya said, the pay here is ten times what she does as a tutor.
She needs money, she can get along with the woman in front of her, but she can't get along with money. Dad's illness was like an invisible mountain pressing down on her, weighing her a little hard.
Meng Yanchen's eyes kept grabbing the petite figure.
He has never seen jealousy between women, whether it is an open dispute or a secret competition. The woman in front of him was not like the women he had seen before. Her long hair like seaweed wrapped around her body, and she quietly hugged her chest with a plate, not crying, not shouting, just silently looking at the ground. But if she looked closely, Meng Yanchen could see her slightly trembling body.
His face was as cold as ice, like a cold and noble statue, but his eyes were inadvertently flowing.
Liu Xini's eyes looked at Chu Qiao wantonly, she didn't want to let go of the woman in front of her so easily. Her eyes were cold, and her red lips opened lightly: "What's the matter? Are you still angry? Obviously you are a waiter, you are a big lady, do you still need me to coax you?"
"No ......" Chu Qiao raised his head, his apricot eyes widened: "I don't have ......"
Liu Xini originally wanted to make Chu Qiao cry in front of Meng Yanchen's eyes. Waiting for her to snot and tears, how can she still tempt Meng Yanchen? At this moment, there was not a single tear in the eyes of the woman in front of her, which surprised her.
Chu Qiao looked at Meng Yanchen and met his eyes.
There is no pity, no tenderness, not even a little sympathy. Just like that rainy night, he was exactly the same handsome, but the gentleness in his eyes disappeared cleanly, and there was no trace left.
Chu Qiao's lips hooked up a faint smile: "Miss, sir, two glasses of vodka, right? I know! That's fine, I'll go get busy first!"
"You, you ......" Liu Xini still wanted to pick something, but looking at Chu Qiao's smile, she had to give up.
Chu Qiao nodded, then turned around and walked out of room 106, and when he left, he closed the door for them.
After closing the door, she leaned her back against the door.
Tonight, he never said a word to her. Even when his girlfriend bullied him, he didn't. She didn't blame him, but she still had to be grateful to him. If it weren't for him, I really don't know what would have happened that night!
Perhaps, it's that sentence, can you buy me and make him look down on her. It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter anymore. She and he are like two straight lines that intersect, and when they meet at the intersection point, they go farther and farther. Maybe after this meeting, we will never see each other again in this life.
Chu Qiao blinked his apricot eyes, inhaled, hugged the plate, and left the room.