The ceremony began with applause, and the master of ceremonies gave a speech on the stage.

Looking at their golden boy and girl-like pair, Lu Zhanyan just drank a cup.

"Show your face." Song Wencheng finally came to her side, and there was a hint of flushing on Bai Jun's face after drinking.

"Wencheng, I respect you." It was really face-to-face, and she found that the words of blessing were unspeakable.

After a drink, Zhou Qianjin came and called Song Wencheng away.

Lu Zhanyan put the wine glass on the table and wanted to leave, but Zhou Qianjin turned back, "Miss Lu, I want to talk to you." ”

The two came to the uninhabited balcony, and Zhou Qianjin handed her a check, "I know that in the past few years, Wencheng has relied on you." He was too embarrassed to come to you, so he let me come. He said that you are proud and you will not want it if you have more, so the money is calculated according to the bank transfer record. ”

Lu Zhanyan was stunned, and Zhou Qianjin said again, "Take it, please don't embarrass Wen Cheng." ”

Conversations between rivals can never be harmonious, and one party is always the winner.

This time, she lost completely.

Lu Zhanyan was silent for a long time, and finally took the check.

She didn't say anything more, and turned to leave. The steps were fast, and she was anxious to get out of here.

Just by not paying attention, she bumped into the person in front of her, and in a panic, she grabbed the tablecloth on the table.

Then a screeching sound was heard, the tablecloth of the table was pulled down, and the wine tower on the table collapsed.

The wine was spilled all over the ground, and Lu Zhanyan was also sprinkled. She fell to the ground, embarrassed by the stares cast around her.

The scene was suddenly a little chaotic, Song Wencheng saw this scene and hurriedly stepped forward.

But someone was one step faster than him, Qin Shijin said, "I'll help you up." ”

Lu Zhanyan recognized this voice, and she bit her lip stubbornly, as if she hadn't heard it. I tried to stand up on my own, but my feet were unconscious, and I couldn't move.

How could she be so embarrassed?

Qin Shijin didn't say anything more, bent over, took off his suit and draped it on her body.

Lu Zhanyan felt a lightness in his body, and then realized that he was being picked up.

She looked up in astonishment, and suddenly a handsome face appeared in her eyes. His seaweed-like black hair hung down, his nose was like a knife, his deep eyes were like eagles in the night sky, and his two thin lips were cool. Indifferent as he is, always domineering and deep.

The hazy light made her mind blank, Qin Shijin carried her into the rest room and put her on the sofa.

Lu Zhanyan kept his head down from beginning to end, there were still liquid dripping from his hair, and the aroma of champagne was so pungent at the moment. Only the faint smell of tobacco on his body, suddenly, for no reason, made her feel the urge to cry.

"Did you hurt your foot?" He asked in a deep voice, crouching down in front of her.

His big hand touched her ankle, and Lu Zhanyan couldn't help but feel the pain swelling all of a sudden, and tears forced out of his eyes, but they didn't fall.

"Does it hurt here?" He asked again.

Lu Zhanyan nodded with difficulty.

"It didn't hurt the bones." In the dark, Qin Shijin looked up at her and vaguely saw her eyes, covered with water vapor.

Lu Zhanyan was silent for a long time, gritted his teeth and stood up in pain, reached out and took off his suit jacket and handed it back to him, "Thank you, I'm going back." ”

Qin Shijin glanced at her half-wet clothes, didn't pick them up, and spit out two words, "Clothed." ”

"No need." Lu Zhanyan stubbornly refused and put down his blazer.

She limped out of the rest room, quickening her pace to catch his eye.