Ahem, Han Meng was in a hurry, choked on his face, and coughed.

Zhou Xuan hurriedly leaned over, wanting to give Han Mengshun a smooth back. Han Meng stretched out his hand, and his nails scratched the side of his face, oozing blood beads......

"Excuse me...... Are you okay? ”

Han Meng took a tissue and wanted to wipe it for him, but he was blocked by his raised hand, and his wrist seemed to have been scratched by something, and it hurt.

Zhou Xuan wiped the blood marks on his face with his fingertips, there seemed to be no trace on his face, a bead of agate-like blood coagulated on his fingertips, and he turned his hand and pressed it on Han Meng's wrist, and disappeared in a flash of light.

Ning Changge approached, pulled Han Meng's arm, separated Zhou Xuan, and held her by his side.

"Let's drink water and moisten it."

"Uh-huh...... Look at my stupid ......."

Han Meng smiled and took another sip of tea.

"Don't bother you two. Hope Ms. Han enjoys our dim sum. ”

Zhou Xuan politely withdrew.

"You're done with your work? With such perfunctory, can this business be good? ”

Han Meng pushed Changge away and sat on the chair next to him.

"For such a boring activity, I insisted on standing for more than an hour, which was enough for face..."

"I think there are a few powerful people among the guests, why didn't they get acquainted?"

"I didn't know you were so snobbish......"

Han Meng gave him a blank look, not wanting to say anything more.

"Are you okay on your wrist?"

Han Meng looked at the place where Zhou Xuan had pressed just now, and there was a little cold and slightly numb pain.

"Nothing......"

"There are all of them now, be careful, if someone knows your identity and doesn't know what to do......"

"Well, I can't make trouble for him~"

"The people who come here are all with some purpose, and they are not simple. I can't break through the security to find you in this VIP room, saying that he just wants to chat with you, and I don't believe it. Do you want to talk to Dump Han and check his details? ”

Han Meng sighed......

"I don't like being watched. In addition, if people talk to me for a few days, they will dig up the bottom of other people, which is not good. I have my own judgment. ”

Ning Changge didn't argue, looking at Han Meng's determined eyes, he was a little flustered.

The phone rings at the right time.

"Mr. Jing, I'm fine, thank you for your concern. Tonight? Okay, okay, it should be arrangeable. I'll get back to you later. ”

Han Meng hung up the phone, and his face turned from serious to a slightly sweet and flattering little fox.

"Changge, I came to you today, didn't I want you to have dinner with me and our boss, just dinner today. You have the time, right? Your work for today is over~"

"Do I have a choice?" Ning Changge lowered his head to avoid the flickering light in her eyes.

"Yes, I'll have to tie you up!"

Han Meng mischievously grabbed Changge's tie and put on a big guy posture.

"Don't be naughty. Let's get down to business, what kind of medicine do you want to sell in your gourd at this dinner at night? Don't dismantle the stage for you without tacit understanding......"

Han Meng was a little entangled in his heart, should he tell Ning Changge that Chief Jing's lover was about Liuli? Will he just refuse? It's better to talk about it after seeing it, it's a big deal to come back and be scolded by Changge......

"It's nothing special, it's just a meal, you can rest assured~"

Ning Changge didn't ask any more questions. straightened his tie and took a windbreaker for Han Meng to put on. The two of them went one after the other, got to the car, and went back to Huyun Villa.

Grandma Wu, the new housekeeper in the house, looked kind and kind, and was very polite to Han Meng, and also placed Ning Changge in the guest room properly.

Jing is the chief designer, and Liuli is also a singing artist, and her clothes are good. They set up a banquet at home, and they should not dress too grandly, and they must enter the eyes of others before they can ask for help.

Han Meng chose left and right in the cloakroom, the clothes prepared by Mo Tianhan are not a problem with big names and gold, but they are not suitable for their own identity, they are more expensive than the brand worn by the boss's wife, and no matter how beautiful they are, they are blind and tasteless, isn't that a job? This bit of insight still needs to be there.

It seems that it was the first time I saw Ning Changge at that time, and he accompanied the clothes he chose, although the style was ordinary, and he had worn it a few times and was slightly washed, but it was elegant and generous, and it was also suitable for the atmosphere of the family banquet.

After taking a short break and tidying himself up, Han Meng saw that Changge was already waiting for him in the living room.

Han Meng, who gently curled downstairs, did not have jewels, and the water hibiscus was as noble and elegant as the first sight. Ning Changge looked at her, and the lump of cotton in his heart was as dull as rain.

"How are you?"

"Well, let's go."

Han Meng lightly grabbed Changge's arm and went out happily.