"It shouldn't be, isn't your family also in that circle?" Lu Yan asked, with a bit of undisguised snooping on his face, "It stands to reason that there will always be an occasion for you to take a picture." ”

"I haven't seen it." Fang Ci said lightly.

Her parents were busy taking care of her sister, so she was fostered at her grandparents' house in the south when she was a child, and she would only return to Beijing during the winter and summer vacations. In various social occasions, of course, it is inevitable to hear the reputation of the Wen family, people discuss, how the Wen family can not climb and so on.

But none of this has anything to do with her, she has always been in her left ear and out of her right ear.

Yesterday's one-sided fate, borrowing a night, the fate is shallow, not enough to mention again.

She and he are not people of the same world.

At this time, Fang Ci realized that she and he had not left each other's contact information at all.

The "playing games" he said last night was probably just a whim, after all, people like him have a colorful daily life, and maybe he doesn't remember what he said last night.

"I heard that the circle is also divided into three, six, nine and so on, is the status of the Wen family too high? The Fang family can't reach it? Lu Yan smiled, "I said nonsense, Ah Ci don't mind." ”

"You're right." Fang Ci's tone was calm.

Lu Yan comforted, "Oh, Song Yuze's family is not bad, although he himself is a little distracted, but after all, his family background is there." ”

As early as a month ago, when the Song family decided to marry, Song Yuze couldn't wait to announce in the small circle: Fang Ci will be his girl in the future.

It was spread to ten, ten, hundred, and now the whole school knew that Fang Ci had a marriage contract with him.

Song Yuze is a sophomore in college this year, and there are more than a dozen ex-girlfriends, and the daily flirting is even more innumerable.

He is a playboy and famous, so as soon as the marriage contract rumors came out, most of the people in the school still saw Fang Ci's jokes.

Fang Ci didn't say anything, and Lu Yan continued, "Wen Zhiyan's family background and appearance, not to mention the school, looking at the entire Beijing City, there are few estimates that he can see." She glanced at Fang Ci and said with a smile, "That kind of person, Xiao can't think of it." ”

As soon as the words "Xiao can't think of it" landed, Fang Ci's mobile phone shook.

She glanced over indifferently, but was stunned.

It was a text message with no notes:

"Friend application approved"

As if he had a premonition, his heart pounded.

Fang Ci held his breath, picked up his mobile phone, clicked on WeChat, and sure enough, there was a friend application:

Wen Zhiyan: Fang Ci, it's me.

His WeChat nickname actually uses his real name?

With his fingertips hanging above the screen for several seconds, Fang Ci pressed the "Pass" button.

A message popped up over there:

"Smell the Feast: Where?"

"Fang Ci: Dormitory"

As soon as the message was successfully sent, a voice call prompt popped up.

Fang Ci calmed down for a moment, picked it up, and deliberately put his tone flat, "Why did you call?" Urgent? ”

A nice low voice slowly came out of the earpiece, "...... Let me confirm that it is Wen Zhiyan himself. ”

Fang Ci thought for a few seconds, thinking of the anti-fraud posters posted everywhere in the school in the past few days, and then realized the intention of Wen Zhiyan's words.

She was a little subtlely unnatural, "No one is going to be boring enough to use your name to add someone else." ”

"Yes," Wen Zhiyan laughed, probably because the earpiece was too close, and his snort when he laughed seemed to be scraping in his ear, and this sound was completely annihilated, he paused and whispered, "Do you have time, meet you." ”

Chapter 5

When he received the voice call from Wen Zhiyan, it was not yet five o'clock, Fang Ci deliberately rubbed for more than half an hour, and only went downstairs at half past five.

She has always been a person who does not hesitate before making a decision and does not regret it after making a decision, but this time, she has a faint premonition - if there is no follow-up, last night's overnight stay, she can be regarded as a small derailed accident in her life, and she will forget it after that.

But if you see and hear the feast again, I am afraid that it will be difficult to recover.

That hesitation didn't last long, and Fang Ci still decided to go to the appointment.

Wen Zhiyan said that she would send a car to pick her up, and she asked him to park the car under the plane tree at the east gate of the school.

It was dark, and there was more cover under the trees, and she got closer to see that there was a Maybach 62S parked there.

The headlights are as luxurious as diamonds, lined with jet black and smooth elongated body, showing a low-key and calm elegance, reminiscent of a gentleman in a haute couture suit.

The same Maybach, Fangjia is an S580, and the guide price is only a fraction of 62s.

Fang Ci once again clearly felt that even within the same circle, there was an invisible but fatal gully brought about by wealth and status.

The driver turned out to be a young man with glasses.

He politely invited Fang Ci to get into the car, and when he looked closer, she realized that he should be no older than her.

Sit down in the back seat, fasten a seat belt, the driver looked at her from the rearview mirror, and smiled lightly, "Miss Fang, my name is Li Youxian, just call me Xiao Li, I'll take you to the place where Wen Shao is." ”

Fang Ci nodded, "I'm in trouble." ”

After walking for about ten minutes, Fang Ci still asked, "Did he say what to let me do in the past?" ”

After a round of these words in her mind, she felt that she was a little ridiculous, Song Yuze called her that she was reluctant in every way, and when she heard a phone call, she simply responded.

"I don't know about that," Li Youxian took the time to look at her, "Don't worry, it's a clean field." Smell less will not go to dirty places. ”

Fang Ci nodded again.

After that, there was no word all the way.

After another ten minutes, Maybach drove into a courtyard, and Lee Youxian parked his car in the depths of the courtyard.

Fang Ci got out of the car by himself.

Judging by the surrounding landmarks, this is the Northeast Fourth Ring Road, a park full of artistic atmosphere.

There were four or five luxury cars parked in the depths of the yard, and at the other end was a two-story red brick house, which looked like a factory on the outside.

Lee Woo-hyun walked in front and pushed open the double-open iron door of the building's main entrance, the hinges creaking.

Fang Ci followed him up an iron staircase that led to the second floor, and Martin's boots clattered on it.

In the second half, I noticed a difference, there was a faint light leaking from the second floor, and there was a whisper that could not be heard.

It all sounds like a man's voice.

Elaborately designed spotlights and floor lamps reflect a patchwork of light and dark areas, where four or five men in suits are standing or sitting, some chatting, some playing billiards.

These men all looked noble, but the first thing Fang Ci saw was the one with the tallest head.

He stood, one hand in his pocket and chatted with people.

He seemed to sense someone in his spare eyes and turned his head to look.

Only then did Fang Ci see clearly, it was the feast of smelling.

Fang Ci hardly knew how to describe the mood at that moment.

She didn't expect him to have this side, a casual suit, a blazer and shirt with the top two buttons open, and a thin black tie hanging loosely at the neckline.

The extravagance is compelling, and the expansion is uninhibited.

The other men seemed to know that she was a guest invited by Wenzhiyan, and they all nodded politely at her as a greeting.

Fang Ci also nodded slightly in response.

Wen Zhiyan said goodbye to his companion, and when his companion said something, Wen Zhiyan's eyes were dyed with a little smile.

He walked a few steps to meet her, and stood in front of her, a smile on the corner of his lips, "...... Is this the outfit from last night? ”

Fang Ci followed his gaze and looked down at himself.

A long black coat that hung down to the calf, and inside was a long-sleeved knitted dress of the same color.

It was the clothes that Aunt Liang helped prepare for the Wenzhi banquet last night.

Not only that, but also the two pieces of underwear inside.

She was covered in her body at the moment, only the sweater, necklace and boots were her own.

Fang Ci turned his face away, "...... I didn't go out in the dormitory today, so I didn't change. ”

"Beautiful." He said, "Foil you." ”

"What did you call me for?"

"Can I drink?" Wen Zhiyan said, Void wrapped his arms around her wrists, took her hand out of her coat pocket, and led her to the bar.

"I haven't drunk it."

Coming to the bar, Wen Zhiyan naturally let go of his hand, and when he heard this, he narrowed his eyes, as if he was examining the truth of her words.

Fang Ci deliberately didn't face him, his chest was against the edge of the bar, and he looked up at the wine rack, "Do you have a recommendation?" ”

After waiting for a few seconds and not answering, Fang Ci turned his head.

Wen Zhiyan turned sideways, the hand holding the wine glass, his elbow resting on the countertop, and the other hand in his trouser pocket, looking down at her.

He smiled and whispered, "Do you want to try drinking tonight?" ”

Such a simple question, Fang Ci thought for a few seconds.

It seems that since she met him, every word and every suggestion he has made her proud of in the past invalidate.

Fang Ci's answer was, "No. ”

"Why?"

"If I'm drunk," Fang Ci said lightly, "are you going to take me to your residence again?" ”

Wen Zhiyan tilted his head and laughed, "I'm not that despicable yet. ”

"I don't believe it."

"If I really want to take you away, it doesn't matter if you drink or not."

Fang Ci's heart jumped suddenly.