Brother Su drank water tactically, but his eyes couldn't control his eyes and glanced left and right.

Today's meal is really the right one.

Song Wanyue didn't expect Duan Baiting to say it so bluntly.

Didn't she specifically tell him not to expose his relationship in the company?

Wait a minute......

It doesn't seem to be in the company.

She sighed, this person is usually terrible in the city, and when he calculates people, it seems that even the other party's family has to be hollowed out.

How can this become a stupid white sweet who does not know how to be flexible?

After a complicated battle between heaven and man in her heart, she laughed and laughed, trying to perfunctory the past: "Mr. Duan is really good at laughing, if you want me to help you peel shrimp, you can say it directly, as your subordinate, how dare I refuse." ”

She particularly emphasized the word "subordinate."

Pick up the shrimp, carefully peel the shell little by little, remove the shrimp line, and then put it on the plate in front of Duan Baiting.

The people at the table were in a fog.

So are these two people related?

Seeing that it seemed to be barely confused, Song Wanyue breathed a sigh of relief, her heart was far more tired than her body, and she consumed more energy.

She urgently needed to replenish it quickly.

A small cup of soup was served, and the ingredients were naturally not comparable to those at home, and the taste was average, and there was a strange smell to smell.

But barely able to enter. Especially when people are hungry, their taste buds are always more tolerant than usual.

Worker B is usually courteous to Song Wanyue in the department, and she is a beautiful and squeamish Bai Fumei, who can receive attention and preferential treatment no matter where she is.

Originally, when I saw Mr. Duan sitting next to her and saying something reverie, I thought I was out of play.

But seeing that Song Wanyue is trying to draw the line, I think it should always be ...... Not interesting, right?

Well, who said that this kind of eldest lady must be matched with a capitalist.

They spent all day and night in the department, and they spent much more time seeing each other than Duan Baiting, who saw the dragon without seeing the end.

Colleague B has all the points that a Puxin man should have.

Occasionally, when he accidentally looked at each other in the department, he felt that Song Wanyue was peeking at him.

After a long time, I concluded in my heart that he and Song Wanyue were a little ambiguous in the office, and they went in both directions.

Knowing that she doesn't like rose-flavored ice powder, she even thoughtfully picked out all the roses in her bowl of ice powder, got up and exchanged it with her bowl.

"I asked the waiter to serve an osmanthus wine, you will pour it in later, and the osmanthus ice powder has a taste."

Song Wanyue thanked him for his thoughtfulness, but in her heart she insulted this person countless times.

Isn't she messy enough?

Duan Baiting was silent, and his expression was not half different.

He didn't blend in the excitement.

Song Wanyue carefully observed his expression and made sure that he was not angry before she breathed a sigh of relief.

I am indeed curious about what the colleague said, pouring osmanthus wine into ice powder, whether it is really the same taste as osmanthus ice powder.

I was about to try it, and I just scooped a spoonful of osmanthus wine.

The man beside him nonchalantly picked up the glass of water and took a sip.

At the same time, Song Wanyue heard his low tone, and couldn't tell whether it was a warning or a gamble: "You take a sip and try it." ”

Song Wanyue's frightened spoon fell.

Xiao He touched his arm and muttered, "Why is it so cold all of a sudden." ”

Song Wanyue spared her life and hurriedly pushed the wine and ice powder away, and she said, how could Duan Baiting be so generous.

Although his gaze did not look at her, his face looked a little better, and he put down the glass of water in his hand.

Raised his hand and loosened his tie.

Brother Su got up with a wine glass and said that he wanted to toast Mr. Duan.

He is an old fritter in the workplace, usually not smiling when he is in the department, and he is selfless with an iron face in contemporary Bao Qingtian.

But when it comes to dealing with those high-level directors, it's a different story.

Not to mention Duan Baiting, who is at the top of the food chain of a group and holds the power of life and death.

When he heard Song Wanyue peel shrimp just now, he couldn't wait to do it himself.

Seeing that his wine glass was raised, the rest of the people naturally did not dare to slack off, and they all poured wine and stood up.

Song Wanyue followed the crowd and was about to pour a little meaning into her cup.

As soon as he put his hand up, he was stopped by Duan Baiting.

He frowned slightly, and reminded softly: "Dad also mentioned a few days ago that you should drink less." Forgot all? ”

Chapter 66

As soon as Duan Baiting's words came out, Song Wanyue could even feel that the air around her had frozen.

It was as if the sound was also cut off, and everyone maintained the posture they had just been, not daring to move.

Song Wanyue closed her eyes and took several deep breaths.

almost didn't break the jar and said that she and Duan Baiting were half-brothers and sisters.

What's wrong with this person, the professional came to dismantle the stage, right???

"Mr. Duan has a good memory, I saw my dad once at the wine party last time, and I even remembered what he said."

Song Wanyue forced a light smile, changed wine to water, and clinked glasses with them.

The people at this table were shocked and suddenly realized overnight, and then continued to be shocked and continued to be suddenly enlightened.

After a few ups and downs, the brain is like a stuck tape recorder.

It doesn't work anymore.

Speaking of which, the most plausible explanation is that Song Wanyue and Mr. Duan had a relationship at the wine bureau before.

After all, if you look at the car she usually drives, the jewelry she wears, and the bags worth six or seven figures are just a few figures in her hand.

I don't think the family background is ordinary.

High society is a circle, and it is not surprising that she and Mr. Duan know each other.

But there are still people who are suspicious, and think that the atmosphere between these two people is really weird.

After the wine was finished, Song Wanyue made an excuse at random, saying that she was going to the bathroom.

As soon as he arrived, he immediately took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Duan Baiting.

[Song Wanyue: Come here, I have something to say to you!!!! 】

Countless exclamation points represent her urgency and dissatisfaction at the moment.

Duan Baiting was late, and his pace was calm.

After staying in this kind of place for a while, the smell of tobacco and alcohol was mixed.

Inexplicably, Song Wanyue's anger disappeared a little.

It is true that this man had never set foot in such a place.

But after thinking about it, he wanted to come by himself about her.

The restrooms in the store are separate, and there is little space for men and women.

There is a window next to it, and the road is behind it.

Song Wanyue warned him: "Don't always tear down my platform. ”

Duan Baiting's face was calm, and he asked her lightly: "I just can't do it?" ”

The door to the bathroom was closed, but the sound insulation was poor, and the noise from outside could still be heard through the wooden door.

Song Wanyue was worried that what she said would be heard by people outside, so she lowered her voice: "No, it's just not the time yet." ”

Duan Baiting didn't speak, his eyes were a little cold, and he stretched out his hand to open the door and go out.

Apparently there is no need to talk about it.

Knowing that he was a precursor to anger, Song Wanyue hurriedly pulled the person back, changed her toughness just now, and was busy tiptoeing to kiss him.

kissing and coquettish: "Okay, Tingting, husband, baby." ”

A series of delicate salutations still failed to make him relent.

Song Wanyue could only continue to tiptoe to kiss, her hand reaching under the hem of his shirt and touching him.

His indifferent expression stretched slightly, though he still didn't speak.

Song Wanyue saw that there were signs of loosening, so she leaned forward and rubbed her chest against him, kissing him while rubbing.

"Okay, I know I've wronged you, but just this once, just once, okay?"

She sprinkled coquettishly, and her voice was sweet as if it had been mixed with honey, and Song Wanyue was not sure that this trick would work for anyone.

But she is still very sure of Duan Baiting, this person looks at the eight winds and does not move, and his heart is like a rock.

Actually, just eat her set.

From an outsider's point of view, she may feel that she was easily handled by Duan Baiting. In fact, he was eaten to death by himself.

Rubbing and kissing, from the moment the man began to respond, she knew that this matter was stable.

His expression softened.

He pinched and played with his hand for a while: "You and that person, talk less." ”