Flash Marriage Sweet Wife: No. 1 Yuan from a wealthy family

Chapter 72

The seats in the private room have basically been allocated, and there are a few seats left, either near the serving dishes, or among several fat middle-aged men.

Several middle-aged men look at their high positions, and their determined eyes make people feel that they are also leaders who have been in the ups and downs of business and politics for many years.

The existence of several positions is very strange, after Qin Anhao glanced around, he decisively chose to sit next to Song Yizheng.

As soon as she sat down, someone coughed twice, as if to remind Miss Qin not to sit in a random position.

The senior county official of Nine Counties just went outside to answer the phone, and the seat he was going to sit before was next to Mr. Song.

When Qin Anhao heard the coughing sound, he followed the sound and glanced. It was a middle-aged man he didn't know. The middle-aged man was wearing a straight suit, his hair was very shiny, and his fat face was very rosy.

However, Qin Anhao sat down as if he didn't hear the coughing sound.

As soon as she sat down firmly, the secretary who had called earlier returned to the private room; she saw that his seat was taken by someone, her eyes dimmed, and although she was a little displeased, she still walked to the nearest position to Mr. Song with a smile on her face sit down.

A pair of small round eyes narrowed into slits, scanning Miss Qin intentionally.

There is no news that Mr. Song is married or has a girlfriend, so is this daring woman next to him a lover?

Because of the position, everyone at the table had their own thoughts and looked at Qin Anhao with colored glasses.

But the eerie atmosphere didn't seem to stay for too long.

What followed became the most common dinner at Vanity Fair.

The two model sisters stood up first, and He Qing said to Song Yizheng, "My sister and I came to Fairy Lake for the first time, and we didn't understand many things. I hope Mr. Song can take care of us in the future."

As soon as the voice fell, the two sisters boldly drank the red wine in their glasses in one gulp.

As soon as the two sisters did this, someone followed their words and continued to toast.

Tout each other, compare each other, in Vanity Fair, chasing fame and fortune is always indispensable.

However, Song Yizheng's reaction was a little too indifferent, occasionally looking up at the person who was toasting, but he was too lazy to even pick up the wine glass.

Even so, it still couldn't stop everyone's enthusiasm.

Qin Anhao thought that Song Yizheng was talking about business, but she came here, so she should accompany her to the end, but her status is not suitable for toasting and flattering, so she chose to eat with her head down all the time.

After taking a few bites, he suddenly saw a shrimp in the bowl. Qin Anhao was so startled that his fingers were slightly stiff, and he followed the chopsticks to look at the owner holding them.

My mind suddenly went blank.

Song Yizheng would still do this kind of thing when serving food in public? !

"You can play and eat."

Song Yizheng spoke, his voice was not loud, it was more like whispering to Qin Anhao, his deep eyes seemed to see through Qin Anhao's heart at a glance.

Qin Anhao narrowed his gaze nervously, reached out to pick up the chrysanthemum tea on the table, took a sip, licked his lips before replying: "You won't be unhappy because I stayed on the mountain for a day, right?" , Qin Anhao paused for a moment, and finally said: "Actually, I asked for a peace talisman for you in the temple, but there are too many people here, so it's not easy to take it out."

Qin Anhao did ask for a talisman, not only for Song Yizheng, but also for her brother, her parents, and even Lu Zixin and Gu Yuanyuan.

Regardless of whether it works or not, it can be regarded as a comfort for the soul.

When Song Yizheng heard that Qin Anhao had asked for a peace talisman for him, his originally sharp eyes suddenly softened, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but a slight smile, and then disappeared. He stopped staring at Qin Anhao, and only replied in a low voice: " Then stay and talk."

After saying that, Song Yizheng's mood became cheerful, and his previously indifferent attitude became different at this moment, and he even had a drink with the senior officials of the nine counties in a good mood.

Seeing that the atmosphere became harmonious and high, He Qing naturally seized the opportunity, stood up and said to Qin Anhao: "Anhao, I haven't seen you for so many years, I also offer you a toast."

As soon as the voice fell, he drank it all in one gulp, quite proud.

And Qin Anhao, who had never participated in the wine table competition, was instantly pushed to the peak of attention by He Qing.

All eyes were on the lover who had a good relationship with Mr. Song.

Qin Anhao was embarrassed because of He Qing, but hurriedly reached out to pick up the water glass in front of her, and was about to go back...

The model who was with He Qing suddenly said: "Miss Qin took an empty cup and returned to your classmate, how can I ask Miss He Qing to step down?"

The tone is very soft, but the words are not forgiving.

When Qin Anhao heard the model's words, she stared at the cup in her hand with dazed eyes. It was not empty, but there were some soaked chrysanthemums, and she drank almost the water.

Qin Anhao was a little embarrassed, and when he was hesitating whether to fill up the water, Song Yizheng, who was sitting beside her, spoke for Qin Anhao.

"It turned out to be a classmate, what do you care about?"

Song Yizheng's voice is not loud, but the momentum of his speech is enough to shock the audience; that cold face without a trace of warmth is full of loneliness and sharpness.

When He Qing heard the words, his face was slightly blue, and he quickly smiled to cover up and replied: "I think An Hao is sitting there alone looking at us all, and she is left out, so I want to ask her to come with me..."

He Qing kept explaining in a low voice, and the hand holding the wine glass became slightly trembling. Since she saw Mr. Song himself, she told herself firmly in her heart that she must restrain Mr. Song; With his demeanor and temperament, and being deeply attracted by him, this is the man she wants most!
but……

Even though He Qing was charming and charming, and wanted to be sneaked, Mr. Song never looked at her directly from the beginning to the end.

Even with Qin Anhao's light, Mr. Song glanced at her, but put her in the list of disgust indifferently and sharply.

In fact, He Qing used to have good eyesight and broad vision; but this time, when she saw Mr. Song, she was deeply troubled and did not want to extricate herself.

He Qing was still working hard, Qin Anhao could only hehe twice, glanced at the crowd, then slowly put down his chopsticks, and said to Song Yizheng: "I'm full."

This kind of dinner is for people with different purposes.

Qin An had no purpose, and she didn't like playing with the dinner table, so she chose to quit impolitely.

When Song Yizheng heard that Qin Anhao said that he was full, he didn't seem to hesitate, so he immediately stood up and replied, "Then go back." As soon as the voice fell, the person had already started walking.

Qin An hurriedly followed, feeling a little warm in her heart; glad that she wanted to leave, Song Yizheng accompanied her.

The two got up.

The others immediately got up and flocked to Mr. Song, and said nervously, "Mr. Song, why are you leaving now? Is the food not to your liking? I caught a wild soft-shelled turtle in the kitchen today, and I'll serve it right away. You don’t leave until you taste it.”

Song Yizheng glanced down at the person who was talking to him. His sharp eyes and aggressive aura made the person who was speaking so overwhelmed that he didn't dare to say any more.

(End of this chapter)