Xiao Zheng looked embarrassed.

Of course, he knew what was going on.

He was busy making up for himself, and by the way, he diverted Ji Yuchen's attention, so he told the suspected Meng Yan and Ji Chen snuggling away in the K99 bar that day.

"I lost the car halfway through, but I won't be mistaken! It's the car of the season! ”

The oath he said increased the uneasiness in Ji Yuchen's heart.

Angry, incredulous, but more of a nervous.

Because Meng Yan climbed up to Ji Chen.

The man who scared him from the bottom of his heart.

Although it is not really true.

Ji Yuchen's mood became even more irritable, he looked up in the direction of Meng Yan's apartment, his eyes were bright.

The windows of the balcony on the eighth floor were not closed, and the curtains swayed in the wind.

……

After the nightmare, Meng Yan was soft in the quilt, lazily preparing to sleep.

The deadly serial call didn't give her a chance to rest.

Looking at the familiar number on the screen, Meng Yan sat up straight.

Ning Wanwan, her best friend and best friend who grew up with her since childhood.

The Ning family has a big business, and the partial old man Ning is such an only daughter under his knees, and Ning Wanwan has been forced to take on a heavy job since she was a child.

Coincidentally, this girl is a stubborn character, refusing to take over the Ning family's industry, and ran abroad as soon as she graduated from high school.

Every time the photos are sent back, I am traveling and playing, and Meng Yan is not jealous when I see it.

When the phone was answered, Ning Wanwan's enthusiastic voice came, "Hello baby, did you miss me?" ”

"I'm going back to China soon! Are you ready to meet your big baby?! ”

Listening to the voice coming back from the microphone, Meng Yan still felt unreal, "Are you really coming back?"

"Who said freedom is precious?"

"Why can't you think about it all of a sudden?"

Ning Wanwan let out a long sigh, "Don't mention it, the old man is not in good health...... Forget it, let's meet and talk, see you at the "Thousand Pieces" bar in the evening, and talk about it in detail when the time comes, I'm going to get on the plane. ”

She was as neat as ever, and hung up the phone without waiting for Meng Yan to respond.

In the evening, Meng Yan went to the appointment as scheduled.

The lights in the bar were bright and green, and Ning Wanwan's flaming red lips face became more and more arrogant.

She drank the liquor indulgently, while talking to Meng Yan about foreign interesting stories and the situation of the Ning family.

"The old man only had me at forty, I can't watch him step into the coffin with half a foot, and I can't let go of the Ning family!"

Meng Yan shook his head, "Then when do you say when my old man will die?" ”

She smiled and spoke as if she were an inconsequential character.

After discovering that Zhou Xiaoai was her own sister, Meng Yan secretly investigated.

Only then did I find out that my mother's death was full of suspicions.

And Meng Guoping and Zhou Weiruo are the culprits.

Ning Wanwan looked at Meng Yan's smile, felt a little uncomfortable, and hurriedly changed the topic.

As she spoke, her gaze fixed on a certain place, the corners of her lips curled subtly.

Meng Yan looked at her strangely and saw Zhou Xiaoai wearing a hot sequined short skirt and dancing.

Is it just that dancing......

Her eyelids jumped.

Zhou Xiaoai plays a good piano, but she didn't expect her dancing to be so clumsy.

Ning Wanwan squeezed her eyebrows, "Yanyan, do you want to avenge Zhou Xiaoai's sword-snatching love?" ”

Meng Yan understood what she meant, but withdrew her gaze disdainfully, "Pay attention to words, there is no love." ”

"Ji Yuchen, he is not worthy."

"Good, good, my bad." Ning Wanwan refused to give up and instigated, "You are the national ballroom dance champion, can you let that walking tablet be presumptuous in front of you?" ”

Ning Wanwan was right.

Zhou Xiaoai is slender, but she is not very feminine.

It's just a fiery red short skirt, with that harmless little face and clumsy but unconscious dancing, which adds a bit of pure desire.

So there were a lot of naked-eyed men around her.

Zhou Xiaoai enjoyed this star-studded gaze of the moon, at least to temporarily forget her frustration of being blacked out by Ji Yuchen.

She doesn't know how to dance, but that doesn't stop her from learning how other women scratch their heads.

An exclamation came from his ears.

The men who had been around her suddenly scattered in another direction, blowing the sought-after hooligan whistle in their mouths.

Zhou Xiaoai looked at it inexplicably.

Meng Yan was wearing a steady OL suit, dancing barefoot under the laser light, her long hair flying wantonly, and the stars flashed under the illumination, which was eye-catching.

Her dancing was hot and standard, and the strict dress did not slow down her dancing, but added an urge to get a glimpse of what was really going on.

"It's so spicy...... It's pure, spicy, and energetic! ”

"Where's the girl? Why haven't I seen it before?! ”

The praises around him came and went, and compared with the obvious sincerity of praising Zhou Xiaoai before.

"Not really! Smoke is professional! ”

Ning Wanwan shook her wine glass, her eyes fluttered towards Zhou Xiaoai, and she said with a smile: "Sister, you dance well." ”

"It's a pity, less feminine."

Hearing the woman's mockery, Zhou Xiaoai frowned and asked, "...... are you?"

"Me?" Ning Wanwan sneered, "I'm just a mediocre daughter of the Ning family." ”