Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Ghost Lingers
Diao Ranran was stunned, and hurriedly looked back at the comer.
Four big words immediately flashed in her mind: The ghost is not gone!
"Drink this, the future daughter-in-law of the Qiao family, she is drunk in front of everyone, it's not good. ”
Zhan Xingchuan put one hand in his pocket and held the glass of orange-red juice in the other, obviously with good intentions, but what he said was not flattering.
"Isn't it okay to be courteous to other members of the opposite sex in front of everyone in front of your wife?"
She glanced at him, didn't reach for it, and was about to leave.
"Miss Kong is my assistant and my cousin, who grew up in my home. You mentioned my wife several times, did you accidentally fall in love with me and want to be my wife?"
Zhan Xingchuan blocked her way with a smile, lowered his head slightly, and looked at Diao Ranran with a smile in his eyes.
She sneered, couldn't help but disgust her eyelids, and looked up at it.
In this world, it is really "one person over a hundred, and the behavior is colorful", she has seen narcissistic people, but to the extent that this kind of faceless and skinless man is really rare.
"Mr. Zhan, not every woman will think that your way of speaking is humorous, some will be serious, some will be disgusting, do you guess I am the one who takes it seriously, or the one who is disgusted?"
Coincidentally, a waiter passed by the two of them with a tray in his hand, Diao Ranran reached out and took a bottle of champagne with a disdainful face, and took a sip in front of Zhan Xingchuan defiantly.
His eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't speak immediately, but moved his gaze away from her soft shoulders—Qiao Sijie was standing behind the two, surrounded by a few rich kids, and he didn't show any impatience, still smiling politely and a little distant, greeting them with ease.
Zhan Xingchuan's sudden silence made Diao Ranran curious, and just now, Kong Miaomiao, who was wearing an aqua blue translucent lace evening dress, walked over and drew all her attention.
I made a big fuss, mistaking someone's assistant for my wife, and when I thought about it, she was suddenly a little embarrassed.
Kong Miaomiao already knew the identity of Diao Ranran, smiled at her, and was just about to say hello, when Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Zhan Xingchuan beside her, he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed her arm.
After being by her cousin's side for many years, Kong Miaomiao guessed what he was going to do almost immediately, and wanted to stop him, but it was too late.
"You do ......"
Diao Ranran kept looking at Kong Miaomiao, and didn't pay attention to Zhan Xingchuan, her bare arm hurt suddenly, her fingers were released, and the wine glass fell to the ground, completely cutting off her unfinished words.
"Smack!"
The shards flew on the marble floor, and some even landed on Diao Ranran's feet, and she almost jumped up, but the next second she was dragged into the arms of the tough man.
He has no pity for the jade, and his strength is amazing.
Diao Ranran's full chest even hit his hard chest, and she was about to exhale in pain, when a large shadow fell on her head, enveloping her.
"Nausea?"
The hot breath blew on her entire face, and it was the faint aroma of plants and trees that she had just smelled, and it was easy to get lost in it.
Before Diao Ranran could understand, he was pinched by Zhan Xingchuan's chin and lifted up to Lu, as if he was catering to him, and then he kissed him hard!
The people around were already attracted to the previous crisp sound, and at this moment, seeing the men and women in front of them kissing each other, the sound of gasping cold air came from all directions.
Oh my God, the woman Zhan Xingchuan is kissing is none other than the fiancée of Qiao Sijie, the host of tonight's banquet!