Chapter 7: Honey

Wen Yanli looked uncomfortable.

If he can't stand it, he can still look at his nose and nose, choose to ignore it, what if he can't listen to it?

Wait online, hurry!

- This should be the truest voice of Barrister Wen at this moment.

But as a kaolin flower, he will not be superficial enough to show it directly, "Didn't you just let me introduce it?"

Under Pei Qiuyang's eager gaze, he glanced at the direction in which Song Mi disappeared, and stated without any emotion: "The heir to the business designated by Old Man Shen's will, the executive chairman and CEO of Sihai Group. ”

As expected, after taking a breath of cool air, Pei Qiuyang quickly quieted down.

However, this lost soul did not last long, and after they entered the glow box and were surrounded by a large group of people and poured a few glasses of spirits, Pei Ye returned to his blood coldly, "That's fine, I and our honey, we can have a female version of the domineering president fall in love with me......"

The people around me immediately coaxed, "Who is Mi'er?"

"Which honey?"

Everyone made a fuss in a blink of an eye, "That's it, Brother Pei, catch the ...... again so quickly"

"Which honey ......?"

Pei Qiuyang himself is also more energetic, learning from Song Mi just now, "The honey of the mouth and the belly sword." ”

There was a burst of laughter, but he himself was not relentless, and no one was allowed to blaspheme his goddess.

The box was very large, Wen Yanli didn't move the place after he came in and sat down, listening to them getting more and more crazy, he picked up the wine glass in front of him and dried it in one gulp.

After sitting for a while, when he was about to get up, Pei Qiuyang made trouble in front of him, "You're right!

At this time, even in the eyes of Shang Wen Yanli, who were so cold that they could frostbite, Pei Qiuyang felt that he could warm it up, "Pity me, a prodigal son who has been adrift for twenty-five years, and finally waited for its master!"

Taking away the hand that was covering his shoulder, Wen Yanli stood up and said lightly: "I'll go out to breathe." ”

......

Song Mi is here, Qiao Weiwei has been waiting for her at the staircase for a long time, "Big guy, why are you here!"

"Where's the man?"

"Box 305!" Qiao Weiwei wore exaggerated smoky makeup, false eyelashes, and short silver bob hair, "Everyone has been in for almost half an hour, and there are already two fingers missing at this time!"

Song Mi directly raised her feet and went upstairs, "Can't you?"

"Who dares to move the person covered by Sister Wei Wei under Sister Wei's nose?"

Qiao Weiwei knew that there was something in the big guy's words as soon as he heard it, and then thought of the gossip news pushed by various media platforms that he had seen during the day, so he simply took the initiative to pierce the window paper, "Yes, I won't go around in circles with you anymore!"

"That's right, this bar is mine!" Qiao Weiwei walked two steps in a row, speeding up to catch up with Song Mi, who was stepping on a ten-centimeter stiletto heel like walking on the ground, "But that can't stop your little wolf dog from offending the big man on the road!"

"Sister, how can I say that I am also a newcomer, I really feel that I can't hold back and call you in a hurry!"

Song Mi waved her hand indifferently, "If he was really chopped off, it was also his own fault, and he has nothing to do with others!"

As she spoke, the corners of her mouth curved, and a sweet smile bloomed, "If you accidentally soiled Sister Weiwei's place, I will compensate according to the price!"

Qiao Weiwei rolled his eyes a little weakly, "Look at what you said, I'm such a small person!"

"I think we also had a lifelong friendship back then, and your little milk dog is my ......"

Having said that, the two of them also walked to the third floor, and at this time, a person suddenly rushed out of the corridor, and there were people chasing after him, "Don't run!"

As soon as Qiao Weiwei spoke, Song Mi put the person on the spot, "Minghao......"