Before and after, Pei Tongtong and her met a total of four times, the first few times, she left her a good impression, lively, talkative, although she cared too much about the man next to her, but it was also reasonable, giving people a feeling of no scheming.

But today's goodbye, Pei Tongtong obviously saw that there was a small flame of battle flickering under her eyes, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was also a little deliberate, not only for her, but also for Han Qing.

Pei Tongtong pulled out a faint smile, and the look in his eyes was lukewarm, so that people couldn't see any emotion.

Seeing that Pei Tongtong didn't speak, Han Qing endured a smile and said, "Your throat is dry, come, drink some." He then handed her a glass of red wine.

Pei Tongtong glanced at her, didn't say a word, took the wine glass and dried it up.

Seeing this, Han Qing said with disgust: "Tsk, no taste, 90-year-old Lafite, it's too wasteful for you to dry it in one bite!" ”

"Huh?" Pei Tongtong was startled, and the red wine he had just drunk almost spurted out of his nostrils.

Did she drink hundreds of thousands of dollars in one gulp?! Thinking about it, he hurriedly walked to the table and picked up the bottle of red wine and took a closer look.

Seeing her shocked, Han Qing leaned over and said with a smile: "Lie to you!" No matter how big your face is, Sister Yan is not willing to open red wine for you for 90 years, you have to lose her! ”

The corners of Pei Tongtong's mouth twitched, and she tugged at her ear and said, "Dead girl, bullying sister hasn't drunk good wine, right?" ”

"Don't get excited, tell you, my family treasures a bottle of 82-year-old Romanée Conti, and on the day you get married, I will steal it from home and open it for you?"

Pei Tongtong glanced at her: "Then your father can't knock your leg?" ”

Han Qing shrugged his shoulders: "I'm not afraid, if he really dares to knock, I will leave from that house, which happens to fulfill my wish." However, for you, it's worth it. ”

"Then you have to talk about it, I have to write it down in my book."

"Remember, one day you officially get married, I will send you red wine."

The two talked and laughed, but Xia Huanting, who was left aside, felt a sour feeling in her heart, and she said: "You two have a really good relationship." ”

Han Qing glanced at her and smiled: "Of course, we are real girlfriends, not plastic sisters." ”

Xia Huanting's face stiffened, and the smile on her lips seemed a little unnatural.

"By the way, what about your man?" Han Qing asked.

"Ah...... He's talking to somebody over there. By the way, Qingqing, I'm getting married. ”

Han Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Pei Tongtong, and said, "It's not an uncommon thing, who doesn't know that you're getting married in City A, and I'm not reading the newspaper." ”

"Well, but the time has been decided, in October of this year." Xia Huanting pursed her lips and smiled, and after finishing her words, her eyes moved to Pei Tongtong, wanting to find a surprised and unwilling expression on her face, but Pei Tongtong was calm, and she didn't react after hearing the news, which made her a little disappointed.

Han Qing blinked: "Oh, isn't this fast?" There are still a few months to go. ”

"Well, Qingqing, you're going to come to my wedding, right?"

"I'm ......" Han Qing was stunned, then giggled, "I won't go, you also know my temper, if you accidentally quarrel with someone again, it won't be a glass of red wine." ”

Xia Huanting's eyes dimmed: "Qingqing, I know that you are still angry with me, I used to be too naïve and impulsive, and you sheltered me in everything, I always took it for granted, but I didn't take your feelings into account." ”