"Nan, there's a beautiful woman coming." The eyes of the man standing beside Nanhe fell on Song He, who was walking over, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Beauty is rare, and good beauties are even more rare, and beauties like Song He are even more reluctant to look away.

Hearing the voice, Nanhe's gaze fell on Song He's cheek, and he couldn't help but raise a smile.

"Hey, you're here."

Song He smiled slightly, nodded slowly, walked to Nanhe's side, and held Nanhe's hand affectionately.

"Hey, Nanhe, who is this beautiful woman next to you? How come you've never seen it? ”

Several people around them began to cheer.

Nanhe slightly, pushed Song He next to him forward, and generously introduced: "This is my sister Song He." ”

"I've been in China for a while, but I'll come back to stay with me for a while."

Everyone nodded knowingly, but their eyes still fell on Song He.

"Hello, Ms. Song."

Song He smiled slightly and shook hands with everyone, showing his politeness.

With the addition of some Song He, the originally boring work chatter has changed to discuss the daily life status.

chatting and chatting, there are still male friends whose eyes have been falling on Song He's body, and they haven't looked away for a long time.

"Eh, Nan, I wonder if your beautiful sister has a boyfriend?"

Hearing this, Nanhe raised his eyebrows and rubbed Song He's head beside him dotingly.

"Don't think about it, my sister is a person who has children."

Although he didn't want to admit Yin Zheng's existence, it was a fact after all. Song He is also his sister now, and he actually thinks about his sister.

Although these men are all acquaintances in the business world, it doesn't mean that they can peep at his sister.

It's not that no one can be worthy of Song He, but there is absolutely no one among these men who can be worthy of his sister.

His sister felt that she was a unique existence, and she was not something that ordinary men could match.

What's more, these men are incomparable to Yin Zheng, let alone can't get into his eyes.

When everyone heard this, most of the men's eyes darkened.

Sarai almost spurted out the wine he had just drunk.

"He, when did you give birth?"

He didn't know at all.

Didn't Nan and He become brother and sister? When did an inexplicable child pop up again? Don't......

Impossible. If He gave birth to Nan's child, it would be impossible for Nan not to give Hehe an identity, not to mention that Nan has always liked He, and he knows the mood of wanting to be with He.

Song He smiled slightly, not feeling embarrassed.

"I'm already married in China, and I'm Chinese."

After this competition is officially over, she can go to Yin Zheng to go home with her.

It's exciting to think about.

Salalai was stunned, laughed dryly, lowered his head and continued to drink.

He was originally ......

Forget it, forget it, even Nan is not with He, what can he expect?

In his capacity, He's not someone he can imagine.

This woman is so good, so good that he feels terrible.

It is...... I don't know what kind of existence the man who married He.

Originally, Song He's joining made many single aristocratic young men feel hopeful, after all, she was Nanhe's younger sister and had the protection of the Nan family.

It's a pity, the falling flowers are affectionate, and the flowing water is unintentional, I didn't expect everyone to be married.

Song He has been sitting quietly by Nanhe's side, occasionally drinking two glasses of wine and then disappearing.

Maybe tonight's wine is more intoxicating, and Song He, who has always been not very bad at drinking, actually felt a slight hint of drunkenness.

Nanhe also happened to talk about the important things of cooperation, and the temporary cooperation project made people feel very excited, and they didn't pay attention to Song He's situation.

Rubbing her tired temples, Song He got up and tightened the skirt on her body, but found that there was no fabric at all that made her feel warm.

But the headache made her feel bad, so she simply got up and quietly left Nanhe's side, and went to the veranda outside to blow the wind.

The night wind is mixed with the smell of rain and a slight coolness, and the air is inevitably a little cold.

Feeling the temperature on his shoulder, Song He looked back at Sarai lightly.

"Take good care of yourself." Sarai smiled slightly, walked to Song He's side, and leaned on the railing in a particularly handsome posture.

Song He shrugged his shoulders, tightened the blazer on his body, and whispered, "Thank you." ”

"Why don't you drink and talk about work with Nan, why are you coming out?"

It's hot inside, but it's deserted outside.

Sarai smiled helplessly and rewarded Song He with a big brain meltdown.

"I'm engaged in politics, Nan is talking about the business world, we have different contacts, if I can talk about work together, then won't the queen have to pull my job down?"

Although the queen was his sister, he was still reluctant to seek the woman's help until the critical moment.

He felt sick at the thought of what the woman had done to him.

A sister is not called in vain, and she should do things when she is called.

But now that Song He has nothing to do, and the Fan family's brothers and sisters have also taken the right to dispose of it, he doesn't want to go and offend that woman.

Song He smiled helplessly: "Also, I'm stupid." ”

The two interfaces of politics and commerce are sacred.

"Hey, your alcohol consumption is still so bad." Sarai looked at Song He deeply, with a deep light in his blue eyes.

Hearing this, Song He smiled slightly: "No, I'm pretending to be drunk." ”

She didn't want to admit that when she came to France, his alcohol consumption really dropped.

In China, when she was by Yin Zheng's side, she rarely drank alcohol, and when she had wine, Yin Zheng would be by her side to help her block the wine.

"If I can't see it, I'm not a merry little prince." As he spoke, Sarai shook his head, looking like a second-rate child, and Song He laughed.

"You are still a merry little prince, and you haven't brought a girlfriend back until now."

"There were so many beautiful women at the party just now, and you didn't even tease them."

It's not like Sarai's style at all.

Hearing this, Sarai suddenly fell silent, his eyes lowered with a slight disappointment.

"Suddenly I don't want to."

The last time he broke up with Eurasia, he was ready to hunt for beauty, but today......

He didn't want to do that kind of boring thing.

Obviously, the best is right in front of you, but ......

Forget it, forget it.

Song He smiled ambiguously, and the whole person leaned slightly and looked at Sarai.

"Could it be that the lady who still liked the last time?"

"If you still like it, chase it back, I think that lady is pretty good besides being fooled."

Moreover, Tsubaki's death is also her fault. As for the past, it is not a good choice to stop remembering the past and start over.

Looking at the enlarged face at close range, Sarai stood in place in a daze, looked deeply at the person in front of him, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva silently in his throat.

This was the first time he had been so close to Song He......

Or did Song He take the initiative......

"Hey, did anyone say that your eyelashes are very long...... "The long ones almost swept to his heart.

Song He was slightly stunned, straightened up, and reopened the distance between him and Sarai.

"No, maybe it's because I put on makeup today."

This makeup was carefully spent by her, and it took her more than two hours to be unrefined before she saw the hell.

Sarai smiled helplessly, and stretched out his hand to pinch the cheek of the person in front of him, but it stopped in mid-air and did not fall for a long time.

"No, we were talking about your ex-girlfriend."

"Did you hear that?"

Sarai shrugged his shoulders helplessly and turned his head to look at the night scene outside.

"Eurasia is just an ambiguous object, and I didn't think about what the result would be, not to mention, people you are not optimistic about, how can I really think it is appropriate."

It was an accident that he was with Eurasia.

Originally, the two of them were like ordinary friends at the beginning, but later he got drunk and fell into Eurasia by mistake, so he was with Eurasia in the spirit of a man's sense of responsibility.

The last time Tsubaki came, he could be regarded as having completely seen the filthy heart beneath the pure surface of Eurasia.

He has also been in the political world for so many years, what kind of woman has not been seen or touched?

Eurasia is just the daughter of a merchant, who is not worthy of him, and there will be no ending between the two of them.

In all kinds of comparisons, it is summed up that the two of them can only be playing.

Hearing this, Song He smiled awkwardly: "Yes, after all, ...... with your identity" is indeed not something that ordinary women can match.

"But I've found an interesting person now."

"Tell me?"

Sarai smiled and shook his head: "Forget it, let's not talk about it, it's even more impossible for me and this person to be together." ”

This man is a true friend to him.

Song He was not reluctant, sitting next to Sarai, looking at the scenery outside the window lightly.

"Why, say, Sarai, the more people stand on a high place, the more unhappy they become?"

In the past, she was sent to the fence, although she suffered a lot, but her happiness was so simple, she would be happy to buy a book, she would be happy to get a degree.

And now, she has lost so much of her joy.

Only in front of Yin Zheng did her heart calm down. But now, her heart is impetuous.

Yin Zheng didn't know where it was.

She misses Yin Zheng so much......