Jiang Fan's brows frowned slightly.

What does he mean by that?

Everyone also looked at the two of them with puzzled looks, and Shi Xingyan's attitude towards Jiang Fan was not quite right from the time of eating.

Jiang Fan looked at everyone's burning gaze, pulled out a smile and politely refused: "It's too late, I won't go, you guys have fun." ”

"Well, it's a bit late." Shi Xingyan raised his hand and looked at the table below, "I'm not going either, did you come by car?" If not, I can send you home. ”

Everyone: "? ”

What's going on?

Does Professor Shi like Jiang Fan?!

Jiang Fan was not surprised in the face of this kind of scene, and generally refused very generously, "Don't bother, I have a car myself." ”

"Then Teacher Jiang said so, I can't continue to bother, and the journey is safe." Shi Xingyan could see what Jiang Fan meant.

But after all, he is also a decent person, and he was not very disappointed by this, but hooked his lips shallowly, giving enough balance between the two.

Looking at Jiang Fan's back gradually moving away, Shi Xingyan couldn't help but chuckle, and there was endless tenderness in his eyes.

After so many years, she still hasn't changed at all, and she is still the gentle and kind little girl in her memory.

Jiang Fan, long time no see.

Looking forward to our next meeting......

Jiang Fan came out of the private room and walked all the way in the direction of the elevator.

It was just that when I passed a private room, I paused.

The door of the private room was pushed open by several waiters who came to deliver the food, and the door was not completely closed, revealing a small gap, and Jiang Fan happened to glance inside.

Jiang Fan didn't look closely, and planned to withdraw her gaze disapprovingly, but when she was about to retract it, she saw Shen Huaixu.

And the woman beside him who was about to stick her whole body up.

Although Shen Huaixu's position was facing away from the door, Jiang Fan still saw the woman's face clearly.

It's the ideal type before someone, Xu Huazhi.

Xu Huazhi should be drunk and her face was very red, but being drunk did not prevent her from sticking to Shen Huaixu's body all the time.

"What is this wood for? Push her away? Jiang Fan was silent in his anxious heart.

But not only did she not wait for Shen Huaixu to push Xu Huazhi away, Shen Huaixu also helped her pick her hair with a proud face!!

Well, that's good!

Sure enough, it is the ideal type, the lover of dreams, and the deterrent power is great, so that he can pry the big wood.

What only likes her, and what is only gentle to her is all lies.

All of these feelings are fake, only the two of them are real, and she is the only one who is stupidly believing it......

Shen Huaixu finally spoke impatiently: "Xu Huazhi." ”

Xu Huazhi didn't know whether he was really drunk or fake, his beautiful face was dyed with a layer of red, his eyebrows were like silk, and his voice was coquettish: "Huh? What's wrong, Director Shen? ”

Shen Huaixu didn't leave any emotion at all, and opened directly: "Do you have any symptoms in your body?" It's been a long night, can you stop spinning? Also, I don't like that your hair keeps getting on me, and next time I get it, I'll probably light it up. ”

I've swept him a few times, and each time he's disgusted with his hands.

The smell of the sweet, greasy man's perfume alone caused him a strong discomfort.

None of the people present dared to speak out.

The anger was extremely cold, and Xu Huazhi was also embarrassed, not knowing what to do next.

The air was quiet for a few seconds, and one of the bosses who had brought Xu Hua over only opened his mouth to clear the siege.

The boss hurriedly picked up a glass of wine and said respectfully to Shen Huaixu: "Director Shen, we may have drunk too much, if there is any offense to you, please bear with me." ”

Shen Huaixu snorted disdainfully, picked up his phone and coat and left.

He can stay here for so long, it is entirely for the sake of the face of those investors.

It wasn't until he sat back in the car, lowered the window, and the cold wind blew in that he was relieved a lot.

It's ridiculous to think that I once regarded Xu Huazhi as an ideal type. There are a few people in this circle who can get out of the mud without staining, and perhaps what he appreciated at that time was just the hard work of her and him.