Your Sister's ...... Su Zan instantly understood what this person meant, and began to greet his ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart.

The culprit didn't seem to be aware of the anger of the "little girl" next to him, so he picked up the napkin on the table and wiped his mouth, and then smiled at her, and the smile was ...... It's just like the orange square on his chest, full of anger.

Su Zan suppressed the urge to pour lemonade on his face for a moment.

"Thank you for the compliment, if I'm not mistaken, you're saying I'm beautiful, thank you!" She replied in a soft tone, but with a thorn, "But unfortunately, I have a family, and my boyfriend is also very profitable." ”

The scarf man dragged out a long tail "oh", but the smile in his eyes did not dissipate, and he still looked very poor.

At this critical moment, the waiter came over with a plate in tow, and what Su Zan ordered was carefully placed on the table.

"You use it slowly." After the waiter said this, he gave Su Zan a formulaic smile, immediately turned around and left, and put away his smile the moment he turned his back.

"$%^*" Su Zan scolded silently, and then switched to an expression of preparing to feast.

It's just that at the same time, her brain is digesting and analyzing the information just now—the Poets' Club is one of the industries of the Eastern Suburbs Horse Farm.

There was a burst of high-decibel laughter at the bar, probably some unlucky guy who got dozens of times the price of wine and was forced to contribute money. Su Zan raised his head to look at the scene, and his gaze swept back to his own area, and he instantly felt a magical feeling.

On that day, what did Ye Wen become in the Eastern Suburbs Racecourse?

Her mind once again came to her mind the day Ye Wencheng appeared on the horse farm, and that day he was dressed like, like...... Suzan looked around, and his gaze fell on the man in the square scarf...... Just like this sassy orange scarf man!

This analogy caused her to quickly become psychologically uncomfortable, and then forcibly cleared the thought from her head.

Maybe it's the scene creator who has to be dressed appropriately to enter that kind of place, just like a woman must wear high heels on certain occasions.

But that still doesn't make sense. Clothes can change a person's appearance, but temperament can't.

Su Zan fell into the scene in his memory, Ye Wencheng's aura all over his body that day became very unfamiliar, the posture of walking, the expression of his eyebrows and eyes, and even the curvature of the hem of his clothes swaying with his pace, all looked so casual and clear, not at all like he and Jin Zhao guessed, he was forced to open his business, but there was a kind of ......

Su Zan racked his brains and thought for a long time, and a line of words popped out of his head - "I opened this road, and I planted this tree."

What Ye Wencheng gave them that day was this kind of landlord demeanor with a hint of gangsterism.

Something seemed to be slowly coming to the surface in his heart, but Su Zan tried not to think about it, so that his body tensed tightly, and his fingers were also slightly exerting force, and then ...... Cut off a french fry.

The man in the square towel snorted, picked up the napkin again and wiped the corners of his mouth, and said slowly: "It seems that there is a quarrel." ”

Su Zan threw a murderous eye knife: "What did you say?!" ”

The man shook his head slightly, turned around with a loving face, and faced Su Zan, and his tone could be described as bitter: "This lady, I can't bear to see you shopping here alone on the big weekend to get drunk and kill your sorrows." Listen to my advice, those men who can make money at a young age are unreliable, how do they know that it hurts? Isn't it to see who is fresh and who to play with for a while, and then lift your pants and leave after playing? I've seen a lot of this kind of person, and I've seen a lot of girls like you, what happened in the end? People go to tea and cool, people are old and yellow, their hearts are wrong, and they regret not being at the beginning~ So, you should quickly wipe away your tears and cheer up, walk out of this door, go outside to take a good look at the world, and don't give up the whole forest because of a rotten wood. ”

Su Zan sat in his seat in a daze and listened to this long speech, only to see that the initiator had finished his speech, turned back with satisfaction, and took a sip of the black tea on the table.

"No, sir, is there anything wrong with you?" After a while, Su Zan endured his anger and asked.

"Me?" The scarf man pointed to himself and replied with a smile, "I'm fine, why don't I drink tea here and chat with you?" ”