As if he didn't understand the meaning of his words, An Yang took a sip of juice and continued to look in the direction where Chen Zhaoheng was.

"You don't know who it is?"

Seeing that she was silent, the man next to her tilted his head to look at Anyang with interest.

To be honest, he hadn't seen such a woman by Chen Zhaoheng's side for a long time, and he was arrogant and didn't look like someone who could take people to bed at will.

[Anyang: Which green onion is he? 】

[System: After checking the information, he is the youngest son of the aristocratic Chettle family, and he is a rare confidant around the villain. 】

An Yang impatiently withdrew his gaze, "I don't know." ”

"Then you can know now," sneaking a glance at Chen Zhaoheng's location, Chettle Yin Xuan smiled slightly: "You can call me Yin Xuan, I am friends with Chen Zhaoheng." If you don't mind, can I invite you to do a dance? ”

"No, it won't."

An Yang raised his eyes, and the coldness in his eyes made Yin Xuan speechless for an instant.

At this moment, a song ended on the dance floor, and thunderous applause interrupted the embarrassment.

Because the other party knew Chen Zhaoheng, An Yang nodded briefly as a greeting, and then decisively changed places and distanced himself from him, as if he was avoiding the plague.

Seeing An Yang walking away, Chen Zhaoheng, who saw everything just now, smiled coldly in his heart. Anyang is really the first person who can refuse Yin Xuan.

I don't understand the charm and I am not moved by the beauty, let alone ...... The fame that Yin Xuan represents behind him.

After taking a sip of red wine, the slightly astringent taste turned into a continuous sweetness after entering the mouth.

"Your people don't know me," Yin Xuan came to his side with a boring face, still with a decent smile on his face, as if he didn't take Anyang's rudeness just now to heart, "Why did you suddenly change your taste?" I remember you told me earlier that the next time you showed up, you were going to bring a blonde beauty. ”

Seeing that the people around him didn't move, Yin Xuan followed his gaze, and happened to see An Yang put down the things in his hand, and a pair of eyes were staring thoughtfully at the small snacks on the table, looking bitter and hateful, I don't know what I thought.

He couldn't help but burst out laughing, "It's a little funny to watch, when will you bring me to meet you?" ”

"If you don't want to die, you can try."

Hearing this, the smile on Yin Xuan's face instantly froze. Guessing Anyang's identity, he honestly drank the red wine in his hand, "Poisonous flower, I don't dare to provoke." ”

It was rare to see Yin Xuan deflated, and Chen Zhaoheng had a vague smile in his eyes.

"Stay away from me tonight, I'm afraid of harming the innocent."

Chen Zhaoheng's warning made Yin Xuan's face change suddenly. He has known Chen Zhaoheng for a long time, but he has never shown familiarity outside. Guessing that things were a little tricky, he didn't dare to stay any longer, and after a few words of greeting on the surface, he plunged into the women's pile.

However, after a while, the mellow liquor in the mouth exudes a fresh taste. The originally awake brain thundered and rolled up for a moment, and Chen Zhaoheng felt the temperature in his body, and began to heat up slightly, and his hands and feet stiffened uncontrollably.

Blatantly drugged? He really didn't expect it.

[System: Host, the villain's situation is not right.] 】

An Yang swallowed the snack in his mouth, and returned to Chen Zhaoheng's side before people with ulterior motives approached.

The originally cold gaze narrowed slightly, and the chill on his body melted, "Boss, I just received a call, and the company has urgent matters that you need to deal with personally." ”