Song Zhiyi slowly stretched out her hand, and the expression on Song Xuewei's face became pleasantly surprised, but she didn't expect Song Zhiyi to just pick up the pastry on the side and taste it carefully.

Song Xuewei's face collapsed instantly, and when she realized that Song Zhiyi was playing with her, her face was a little stiff.

Because Gu Jinyan was on her side, she could only endure it, looked at Song Zhiyi with a good temper, and smiled lightly.

"Well, it tastes pretty good."

Song Zhiyi said slowly, watching Song Xuewei's forbearant expression, and the corners of her lips were hooked.

As she spoke, her eyes swept over Gu Jinyan and Song Xuewei, who were sitting opposite, and added, "I have to say, the two of you sitting opposite me are really unappetizing." ”

Gu Jinyan stared at Song Zhiyi, her dark eyes mixed with a strong warning.

"Don't waste time."

His voice was cold, and his expression was impatient.

This woman was the thickest-skinned and hardest person he had ever met.

When Song Zhiyi heard this, she restrained herself a little, wiped her slender fingers with a tissue on the side, and turned her eyes to the bank card on the table.

Song Xuewei bit the corner of her lip lightly, her eyes looking forward to it.

In the end, Song Zhiyi still picked up the bank card on the table.

Song Xuewei's tightly clenched hand under the table was released, with a satisfied smile on her face.

She knew that Song Zhiyi would definitely not be able to withstand the test.

"Zhiyi, since you took this money, then this matter, we will turn the page."

Song Zhiyi didn't answer Song Xuewei's words, just played with the bank card, and her clear apricot eyes were a little cold.

After a while, she spoke in a disdainful tone, and a playful smile bloomed at the corner of her lips.

"Eight million to buy me a paper, then I saved your life, how much do you open?"

Gu Jinyan didn't answer, but her narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at her coldly.

The person who saved him was Song Xuewei, and the person who engraved the profound picture in his mind was also Song Xuewei.

His memory could not be wrong, and he would not suspect that his memory was wrong.

When Song Xuewei heard Song Zhiyi's words, her hand under the table suddenly clenched again.

This time, she pushed so hard that her palms were tingling and painful from the sharp tips of her nails.

"Zhiyi, if you think you have less money, you can say it directly."

Song Xuewei looked sideways at the man sitting beside her, and saw that the expression on his face was not moved in the slightest, so she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"This money was given by Jin Yan for me, if you think it's less, I can add a little more to you, but ...... Yes!! ”

Before she finished her words, Song Zhiyi took the bank card she was playing with between her fingers and shot straight at her face.

Despite her instinctive dodge, she was swept across the cheek by her bank card.

Song Zhiyi's hand still kept her direct gaze at the bank card, and when she saw Song Xuewei exclaiming, she immediately apologized.

"Oops, sorry, my hand slipped."

Although she was apologizing, there was no apology on her face, on the contrary, she was smiling and in a very happy mood.

The warm and viscous wetness hit, Song Xuewei stroked her cheeks in shock, her fingertips were stained with bright red liquid, and her cheeks were accompanied by fine numb pain.

She's disfigured!

Song Xuewei was angry, because her breathing became heavy because of her excitement, and the anger that had been suppressed for a long time finally couldn't be suppressed at this moment.

She got up from the seat suddenly, staring at Song Zhiyi viciously, furious.

"Song Zhiyi!! Are you looking for death? ”