Chu Zhixing glanced at him lightly, didn't answer, turned his head to Song Liuran and said softly, "What are you doing standing stupidly, let's go." ”

If it was really a secretary, Chu Wushao's voice would not be so soft, it must have been a slightly commanding tone, and now it seems that this is not a secretary at all.

There were several men sitting on the sofa in the box, Song Liuran saw this battle, and was a little timid, but seeing Chu Zhixing enter the room, she turned her head to speak to her, so she had to purse her lips and slowly move towards him.

As soon as she entered the room, Song Liuran felt the gazes of several men sweeping over her like ultraviolet rays, and she lowered her head more and more, embarrassed to raise her eyes to look at them again.

"Here, here's the drink list, choose something that suits your taste, but you can't drink alcohol, you know?" Chu Zhixing handed a wine list to Song Liuran and instructed lightly.

Song Liuran took it, didn't speak, just nodded slightly, and his eyes began to stick to the wine list, and he looked as if he was studying some professional subject.

The air in the private room began to gradually become weird, and Zhou Zhizhong secretly poked Feng Zhenghe and muttered in a low voice, "What's the situation?" ”

Feng Zhenghe didn't speak, just cast him a 'how do I know' look, let him experience it for himself.

Sun Jindong looked left and right, and said boldly, "Wu Shao, this is openly cultivating a daughter-in-law?" ”

"Daughter-in-law?" Feng Zhenghe was thoughtful, and then said secretly, "Listen to what you mean, Wu Shao is looking for his other half?" ”

"I think so."

"There's such a lot of space here, do you four big men have to squeeze together?" Chu Zhixing's voice suddenly remembered above his head, and several people were shocked and hurriedly sat back in their positions.

"Don't mumble, she's just a student." Chu Zhixing detoured to the front of the sofa and sat down with a calm expression.

"I think I might have seen this little guy somewhere." Feng Zhenghe came to Chu Zhixing, and he was not afraid of death.

"It's not unusual for you to see it." Chu Zhixing glanced at him, poured himself wine, and took a sip leisurely.

"Ao, I remember," Zhou Zhizhong suddenly said excitedly, "Your nephew Chu Muyang's fiancée, isn't she?" ”

Chu Zhixing nodded generously, "That's right, she has been staying with me for a while now, and I didn't worry about her staying in the villa when I came out today, so I brought it over." ”

As soon as these words were finished, the audience was silent, as if some tacit understanding was guiding, and no one made a sound.

You know, Chu Wushao is a person with a slight cleanliness habit, and in normal times, he can't wait for others to get a little closer, but now he actually allows a woman to live in his private villa?

If these words came from the mouths of others, they would not believe it, but it was Chu Wushao himself, so they couldn't believe it.

Chu Zhixing glanced at a few people with different expressions, and said lightly, "Don't talk nonsense, they are just students." ”

As soon as the words fell, Song Lian couldn't hold back, and a sip of wine squirted out.

Feng Zhenghe, who was sitting opposite him, shuddered, and wiped his face with no love, "Young Master Song, I know you're excited, but can you restrain yourself a little, or spray elsewhere?" ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Song Lian quickly apologized, and was so attentive that he took a stack and handed it to Feng Zhenghe, "Come, wipe it quickly." ”

Zhou Zhizhong smiled and looked at Feng Zhenghe, who was still dripping with wine on his chin, and moved his position quietly, decisively staying away from him.

Chu Zhixing glanced at a few people, then ignored it anymore, but refocused his gaze on Song Liuran, who was looking down and studying the drink list.

"Forget it, you guys drink first, I'll go to the bathroom." Feng Zhenghe reluctantly got up and walked in the direction of the bathroom.

When he came back, he found that the little girl he was most interested in was still sitting beside him, with her head down and studying the wine list.

"Haven't you picked yet?" Feng Zhenghe secretly glanced at Chu Zhixing and quietly came to Song Liuran's side.

"Huh?" Song Liuran raised his head and said with a little embarrassment, "I'm still watching." ”

She hasn't even chosen a drink for such a long time, and Song Liuran is also speechless to herself, but she is a little difficult, there will be a small amount of alcohol in the drinks here, and with the amount of alcohol she drinks, maybe she will faint.

"How about I help you choose?" Feng Zhenghe said happily with a kind face.

"No, thank you, but I've already chosen."

"Selected?" Feng Zhenghe was a little curious, "What did you choose?" ”

"Whitewater."

Feng Zhenghe: "......"

"Five is less money, is it to save him money? I'll tell you, not at all. ”

Song Liuran was embarrassed, "No, I ......"

"It's not enough, brother will help you order, don't be polite," Feng Zhenghe waved his big hand, beckoned the waiter to come over, pointed to a drink on the list and said, "These, have a drink." ”

"Okay." The waiter took the order and left.

Song Liuran: Is it too late for her to refuse now ......?

"What are you doing with a bitter face?" Sun Jindong also knew that his enthusiasm seemed to scare the little girl, so he immediately touched his nose in disguise and said, "Don't worry, you can pick and drink, and if you don't like it, you can just leave it aside." ”

"Well, thank you." Song Liuran had nothing to say, so he could only nod honestly and respond passively.

Feng Zhenghe looked at her little sheep as if she was well-behaved, and suddenly felt that she had turned into a big bad wolf, and he didn't feel a little weak.

"Little girl, I'm a good person, so you don't have to be afraid of me," Feng Zhenghe showed a gentle smile, trying his best to show his kindness, and almost had nothing to say, "Wu Shao, this person has actually been in contact for a long time, and he is still very easy to get along with, as long as you are honest and don't violate his taboos." ”

Song Liuran's eyes moved, "What are his taboos?" ”

Feng Zhenghe thought about it carefully, "Actually, it's nothing, it's just that he has a hobby, especially likes those porcelain and other things, and it's taboo for others to mess with his porcelain." I heard that once his bastard nephew Chu Muyang once broke a glass cup he liked, and he was beaten by him, and his ass blossomed for several days before he could get off the ground. ”

Song Liuran's heart jumped, "Isn't his collection particularly valuable?" ”。

"Of course," Feng Zhenghe said this, and immediately came to his senses, "I tell you, a while ago he seems to have a new Ming Dynasty blue and white porcelain, the baby is amazing, I don't know porcelain, but I was fortunate to have a look, the blue and white flat body, extremely smooth and delicate, the blue and white lines on it are distinct, it looks really beautiful, I heard that it is a pair, but the other one does not know where." ”