The national goddess she overturned

Chapter 1032 Facing Shang Li Yiyan's cold and thin eyes

"Who?" Jiang Ting frowned.

"The most beautiful one, this car is hers." The bodyguard compared Gust with his chin to the parking lot.

Song Mei?

Jiang Ting's dark eyes seemed to lose their luster, his Adam's apple rolled twice, and he said in a normal tone, "She's not my girlfriend, don't talk nonsense."

"No, oh." The bodyguard scratched his head, "I thought..."

Last time, that Bai Fumei looked at him with such stark eyes, and thought they were having an affair!

Quan Lang and Ah Qi came up, Huai Sang slowly followed behind the three of them, entering the hotel one by one.

Song Mei rested her chin in boredom, and overheard the sound of the hotel's gilded door opening. She turned her head to look, and slowly sat up straight.

All morning, the girl looked absent-minded.

Out of gentleman's demeanor, Li Yiyan didn't ask any more questions, but when she suddenly turned her head, raised her gaze, and followed her gaze.

A tall man in black walked in front, like the leader, and his aura was obviously different from the three behind.

Outstanding appearance, cold and lonely, a pair of dark and deep eyes staring straight ahead, showing a good figure wrapped in uniform at a glance.

Very masculine, with three-dimensional features, but not aggressive, it makes people feel a sense of trust for no reason.

The moment Li Yiyan saw him, he put down the goblet with his knuckle-boned hands, and his romantic and wicked eyes lost their smile, and slowly narrowed their eyes.

It's him?

When Song Mei saw Jiang Ting, even 1 beautiful men would be forgotten by her, and she hurriedly said, "Young Master Li, I invite you this time, I have something to do, excuse me...Jiang Ting!"

Hearing the girl's sweet and familiar voice, Jiang Ting's back stiffened, and he walked forward without looking back.

"Jiang Ting! Jiang Ting!"

Song Mei yelled his name regardless of her appearance, trotting towards him on her high heels.

"Jiang Mutou, the girl is calling you!" Quan Lang picked out his ears, and Song Mei's voice echoed throughout the hall. How deaf is Jiang Ting?

Except for Jiang Ting, Ah Qi, Quan Lang, and Huai Sang all stopped, turned around, and looked at Song Mei together.

"Today's Song Mei is extraordinarily beautiful!" Ah Qi looked her expensive outfit up and down.

The good baby Huai Sang looked blankly at Li Yiyan who was sitting by the window, "Is that man...is her friend?"

"Oh, no wonder you are so beautifully dressed! So there is a date." Quan Lang joked.

Jiang Ting's footsteps paused slightly, the hands hanging by his sides slowly closed, and he looked behind him.

The cold eyes stayed on Song Mei for a second, and then fell on the man by the window.

The next moment, he was slightly startled, and met Li Yiyan's cold eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Under the light smile, there was a hint of ridicule hidden.

Jiang Ting frowned slightly.

Two men looked at each other across the air, one was cold and cold, and the other was suave and suave.

With just one glance, he recognized the other party.

"Jiang Ting!"

The lobby on the first floor of Jinyang was spacious and luxurious, so big that the sound of Song Mei's footsteps echoed.

The girl ran over panting, grabbed his arm, "Jiang Ting, I can count on seeing you."

The hall is empty and cool, and the main color is golden.Employees in elegant overalls are holding tools and carefully maintaining the priceless furnishings.

Under the ingenious dome of medieval oil paintings, there are four men in black with extraordinary bearing.

The girl's figure is light and petite, reaching Jiang Ting's chin. There is a difference of [-] centimeters between the two of them. The combination of a handsome man and a beautiful woman looks extremely harmonious.

(End of this chapter)