The domineering return of the real daughter: Qin Shao, the sweet wife comes to the door

Chapter 135 Lu Zichen's Ulterior motives
Zhao Yanyan took the wine glass in Wen Jing's hand and drank it down in one gulp. As soon as she drank it, a burning sensation hit her throat instantly.

"Mr. Zhao, drink some water!"

She put down the wine glass, took another water glass from Wen Jing, and took a sip of water.

Lisa looked at Zhao Yanyan's painful expression, and looked at Zhao Yanyan provocatively again with complacent eyes.

Since Zhao Yanyan didn't eat well at noon, she drank wine on an empty stomach.After drinking a glass of wine, my stomach began to roll...

She felt deeply unwell, and turned the turntable on the table, wanting to eat some light food, so as to relieve the discomfort in her stomach.

As a result, wherever her chopsticks reached, the turntable would be turned away.

No need to think about it, this must be Lisa's naive act of revenge.

"If you keep messing around, I'll send you home and ask uncle to lock you up at home and not allow you to go out."

Lu Zichen saw it, looked at Lisa dissatisfied, and issued another warning.

Lisa stopped her movements, pouted her lips in disbelief, and rolled her beautiful eyes with anger.

Taking advantage of Lisa's difficulty to calm down for a while, Zhao Yanyan picked up her chopsticks again and took a few mouthfuls of food quickly.

However, in such an embarrassing atmosphere, coupled with Lisa's various difficulties, Zhao Yanyan soon lost her appetite.

Moreover, sitting next to Lu Zichen also made her feel uncomfortable in every possible way.Because Lu Zichen kept looking at her with probing eyes, as if he wanted to see through her.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Lu Zichen still looking at her with burning eyes, and Zhao Yanyan slowed down her hand which was picking up the vegetables.

She always felt that this Lu Zichen had malicious intentions. Even if he scolded Lisa angrily in front of everyone just now, he had ulterior motives and other purposes.

"Mr. Lu, thank you for your hospitality today, it's getting late, I think we'd better go back first!"

Zhao Yanyan always had the feeling that this place is not suitable for staying for a long time, she made up her mind, she decisively put down the chopsticks in her hand, and forced an unnatural smile on her face.

Her porcelain white face was slightly red, and due to drinking, her cheeks were more like a rosy glow, which was so beautiful that it made people's hearts flutter.

The sparkling eyes were full of mist, the curled eyelashes were lively and cute, and every facial feature was full of aura, attracting Lu Zichen's gaze.

At this time, Lu Zichen was admiring Zhao Yanyan's beauty on the surface, but he was thinking about another thing...

Lisa heard that Zhao Yanyan was leaving, how could she give up so easily?
Today, it was hard for Lu Zichen to be the host. She met Zhao Yanyan when she had the upper hand. She was really unwilling to let Zhao Yanyan suffer a little bit.

The pain of being expelled by Qin Shaoting that day has always been brooding in her heart, and she racks her brains every day thinking of revenge for herself.

Lisa secretly kicked the man sitting next to her, and then hinted at him with her eyes.

The man quickly understood, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and came to Zhao Yanyan's side.

"Mr. Zhao, it's rare that Mr. Lu treats guests today. How can you not show some face?"

As the man said, he picked up the wine bottle and poured a full glass for Zhao Yanyan, and continued: "Besides, President Qin hasn't opened it yet. How about we wait while we eat, and I'll toast you first."

"Mr. Zhao, I did it all, you can't refute my face!"

The person who spoke was Tang Jiacheng, the eldest son of the Tang family in City A, who had always been very close to Lu Zichen.

Today, I came to have a banquet with Lu Zichen and wanted to invite Qin Shaoting, just to get close to Qin Shaoting. The Qin family is the only one in city A, so it is reasonable for him to want to share a piece of the pie.

(End of this chapter)