Yue Tingcheng's eyes flashed, and it seemed to make this proud and guarded woman show a panicked expression, which he would find particularly interesting.

Yue Tingcheng remained silent: "Last night, my cousin said that this restaurant is good, and the dishes I just ordered are satisfactory?" ”

What the hell is going on? Is it because of yesterday's experience that he is a soldier, or is MK suddenly found himself with a problem?

"It's all good, thank you." Zhao Qingluo pressed the surprise in her heart.

Got up from her seat, if the world wasn't so bloody, then this was the third time she had lost her temper in front of a client, and she had to adjust her emotions.

"Excuse me, I'll go to the bathroom."

Zhao Qingluo will not admit that she is running away, but she is definitely a rare embarrassment.

"Zhao Qingluo."

But as soon as he walked into the bathroom, a voice sounded behind him, sharp and arrogant, as if he had heard it somewhere.

Zhao Qingluo turned her head, with long hair with big waves and style, a nude gold dress, a flawless face that has been cared for and carefully whitewashed by Chanel Givenchy La Mer since she was a child, and even her nails are decorated as gorgeous and delicate as crystal. Bright and delicate, like a woman who lives in close-ups all the time, "What? Don't remember your old classmates? ”

Zhao Qingluo clenched her hands, her originally pink fingertips turned white because of the force, how could she forget the woman in front of her?

"How so? You're someone I won't forget when I turn to ashes. ”

Zhou Xiaoxiao smiled gracefully, her eyes were full of mockery: "It seems that life is not bad, too, the plagiarism rat back then can now open a studio, and can still enter and exit such a restaurant?" ”

"Aren't you all to blame for all of this?" Zhao Qingluo's eyes were full of ice.

Zhou Xiaoxiao approached more brightly, and Zhao Qingluo's fingertips were clenched even tighter, refusing to take a step back.

Zhou Youyou seemed to know that Zhao Qingluo had never been so stupid in front of her that she couldn't help herself, and the high heels on her feet stepped directly on Zhao Qingluo's instep impartially: "Your study abroad quota is very useful, but your boyfriend is not very fun." Tsk, I've been talking about it for three years, and I hooked my hand and climbed into my bed with your design ideas. ”

Zhao Qingluo's feet were painful, she tried hard to lift her feet, Zhou Xiaoxiao's feet were even harder, she grabbed Zhao Qingluo's hand with one hand and put her face on Zhao Qingluo's face: "How does it feel to be stepped on by me?" ”

In the eyes of others, the current posture of the two of them is undoubtedly not a whisper between good sisters.

Zhao Qingluo stretched out her hand to push Zhou Xiaoxiao, her instep was faintly oozing blood, Zhao Qingluo instinctively looked at the door, she was really in too much pain, as long as one person came in, she could let others find out and get out.

"Tsk, I said, why did I rob Bai Huahua's slut man, why did she pounce on and bite like a mad dog." But at the door, there was a swaggering figure, she looked at a water dog,

"Compared to going to Jin Hua, the Zunyu Villa is not something you can try to get involved in." Zhang Yueyan slowly closed the door in front of Zhao Qingluo's eyes: "That's the wedding room between Miss Zhou and Yue Shao, its nobility and elegance cannot be blasphemed, don't women like you feel disgusting when they look at it?" ”

in the restaurant

Yue Tingcheng's fingertips overlapped, elegant and noble, the soft light of the restaurant fell on his side face, but it made him even more noble and deep and angular, and the women in the restaurant always skipped his tall and handsome figure intentionally or unintentionally.