When it touched Zhou Yong's gaze, Song Ci's heart still involuntarily slowed down by half a beat.

She felt his hot gaze, her eyes drooped slightly, and then she whispered, "He's there too?" ”

Although Shang Cuo didn't know much about the specific love and hatred between the two people before, he could guess some of the two people when he saw them before.

He chuckled: "Mr. Zhou is a hot business boss, naturally he can go wherever he wants, I can't stop him, not to mention that I am also in his company now, you are talking bad about my boss?" ”

Hearing the ridicule in his words, Song Ci sighed, raised his feet and turned around to leave.

"Hey, you're kidding." Shang Tso immediately laughed and raised his arm to block her way, "If Miss Song leaves now, I will really lose face." ”

Song Ci was just joking with him, and immediately deliberately said with a straight face: "Don't joke with me about him, I don't like to hear it." ”

After speaking, she didn't care about Shang Cuo's reaction, and walked straight to a corner that was not conspicuous but not remote, and raised her eyes to observe the people around her.

This drinking party obviously has a very high threshold, and not all cats and dogs can participate.

Song Ci glanced at it, and it was basically a familiar face.

Among them, there are many elite bosses from all walks of life, and the most important thing is that she even saw Gu Manman, who secretly wink with her.

At this time, she was wearing a black and white lawyer suit, and her eyes were calm and she was talking among several people, but she looked at Song Ci and squeezed her eyebrows.

Song Ci was made to laugh by her, and after a gesture back, he withdrew his gaze and did not disturb her to be polite with others.

Gu Manman's identity as a gold medal lawyer to participate in this drinking party is naturally no problem, Song Ci picked up his mobile phone and sent her a message.

[What, don't go on a date with your little boyfriend?] I actually came to the drinking party. 】

The phone was silent for a long time, and after Song Ci ate a snack, he received a reply from her.

[I came with my little boyfriend.] 】

These words made Song Ci dumbfounded.

She unconsciously glanced in the direction of Gu Manman, and found that the men around her were maintaining a polite distance, frowning.

Didn't you see the little wolf dog boyfriend she said?

Song Ci was about to ask a question, when he heard the host on the stage clear his throat and pick up the microphone next to him.

"Everyone, welcome!"

In the polite opening remarks, the reception was also completely opened.

The organizers of the banquet specially invited professional musicians to play the piano, and the scene was very elegant.

Song Ci listened patiently for a while, and found that his heart was indeed a lot calmer.

She raised her hand to grab the cup next to her, and Shang Tso behind her suddenly leaned over, enveloping her figure, and the heat sprayed in her ears.

"Drinking less alcohol is not good for your health."

Song Ci felt a little uncomfortable, frowned, and avoided his approach without a trace.

Seeing this, a trace of gloom flashed in Shang Cuo's eyes, and then he returned to normal, smiling and lowering his voice; "Zhou Yong has been watching you from the side, that's why I want to do this, don't get me wrong."

Hearing this, Song Ci paused, and glanced at Zhou Yi next to him.

Sure enough, he was looking straight in his direction, his face slightly ugly.

Song Ci thought of the way he lowered his body and apologized before, and his heart was a little soft-hearted, and he tried to speak several times, but he was suppressed by himself.

She still remembered Gu Manman's words.

From now on, I must not repeat the mistakes of the past.

At the beginning, she didn't trust Zhou Ji 100%, at least she trusted her very much.

But in the end, he let himself down completely.

So although Song Ci was a little swaying in his heart, he still forcibly turned his head and lowered his voice: "Do enough drama." ”

As he spoke, Song Ci took the initiative to raise his slender arm and put it on Shang Cuo's neck, wrapping and tightening, and approaching with silky eyes: "Don't show your stuffing." ”

Shang Tso's breathing was a few points shorter, and even his eyes turned red.

Although Song Ci's face was a little ambiguous, the expression in his eyes was extremely calm from beginning to end, and even a little indifferent.

She was close to Shang Cuo, just to make Zhou Ji completely dead.

But that doesn't mean she's willing to give Shang Cuo a chance.

So when Shang Tso's forearm was about to climb along her slender waist, Song Ci calmly and steadily refused: "That's it." ”

She didn't speak very strongly, and even sounded soft.

But Shang Tso inexplicably felt an invisible pressure.

He was sure that if he exceeded half a point at this time, he would not want to get half a step closer to Song Ci from now on.

The soft fragrance was in his arms but he couldn't move, and Shang Cuo's teeth were itching, but he still tried his best to restrain himself and withdrew his hand.

Song Ci didn't care about his expression, he just took his afterglow to look at Zhou Yong.

After noticing his obviously dull face and the lonely back of turning around, Song Ci breathed a sigh of relief invisibly.

Maybe this kind of thing is cruel to Zhou Yong, but ......

Song Ci thought about it, his eyes became firmer.

"I'll go to the bathroom."

Song Ci said in a soft voice, and then got up and walked to the exit next to him.

It's so big that Song Ci almost got lost, and finally followed the street sign to find a hidden bathroom.

She rinsed her hands with water, watching the droplets of water slowly fall between her fingers, and she was a little shaken for a while.

Song Ci remembers very well that countless times in this place, it was Zhou Yong who helped her resist the malice from outsiders.

Countless fragments of memories instantly surfaced in his mind, and then ** magnified, and finally Song Ci had to recall the conversations and actions between the two people.

Every word is vivid, as if it happened yesterday.

He has a habit of cleanliness, and although he is unhappy, he is willing to clean up the traces of drunkenness.

Bit by bit, if Song Ci is not moved, it must be fake.

But in any case, in terms of Jiang Zhenzhen and himself, Zhou Yong still chose Jiang Zhenzhen.

No matter what reason he says, how fanciful he explains, and how much Song Ci believes it, the final result will not change anything.

Song Ci is a person who pays attention to efficiency, whether it is work or feelings, the result is always the most important thing in her heart.

Thinking about it, the corners of Song Ci's lips hooked slightly, and when he shook his hand and was about to leave, he met that familiar and gloomy gaze.

Zhou Yong stood motionless a few steps away from him, waiting in silence.

Song Ci didn't react much, and passed by him directly, as if he didn't know each other.

This made Zhou Yong's breath sink down, and he stepped away with his long legs, pulling Song Ci into his warm embrace.

There seemed to be some helplessness in his voice.

"I won't interfere with whoever you want to be with, but don't be a businessman, okay?"