Dingdong, Mr.Yan spoils wife crazily online!

Yan sixhan just glanced at old lady Yan, sat up and picked up the mobile phone on the table.

Seeing the strange phone number displayed on the mobile phone screen, his deep eyes flashed slightly, gently, put it in his ear, and then hung up in silence.

"Harassing phone." the short four words have been defined.

She also let old Mrs. Yan, who was watching, relax her worry. She thought someone wanted to tell the news.

"Continue." he put the mobile phone in his hand and rubbed the body of the mobile phone. Yan Sihan sat back in his position again.

"Uh, oh, OK. I mean..."

"Buzzing." the cell phone in my hand rang again.

Yan sixhan didn't lift his eyelids. He lifted his fingers gently and pressed the red button. He still didn't answer the phone.

There was a flash of doubt in Mrs. Yan's eyes. Whose salesman could call so persistently. She should have seen it no less than three or four times?

"Si Han, actually..."

"Buzzing..."

The mobile phone vibrated untimely again.

Yan sixhan obviously has no patience for such a persistent person.

Calling again and again will annoy everyone, not to mention a more noisy person in his ear.

Yan Si's cold eyes narrowed slightly, and the dark awn suddenly appeared, but he converged back in a moment.

As soon as he lifted his hand, he turned his cell phone to the mute.

It would be great if you could turn off the old lady Yan in front of you and mute it.

Old lady Yan looked at Yan Sihan and was silent again. She was just busy and continued: "now we can talk about your return to the company as a consultant. We..."

"I think what I said is clear enough. It's impossible."

"But..."

"Nothing, but."

“……”

Yan Si's cold eyes simply closed slowly and didn't go to see old lady Yan.

When they were silent, Yan Sihan's mobile phone lit up again, but it soon dimmed again.

Strange, why is no one answering the phone?

Gu zhixia looked at the cell phone that was rarely dialed, but no one answered. The whole eyebrows were screwed together.

Are you still busy?

Gu zhixia nibbles at her pink lips, and her beautiful eyebrows twist together, looking helpless.

Anyway, she will go anyway, no matter what means Yan Xingyu will play

Gu zhixia took a deep breath, his fingertips jumped quickly on the screen, and soon edited a text message and sent it.

[Yan Xingyu asked me to the pill bar. Remember to pick me up when you receive it.]

Gu zhixia took a taxi and soon got to the pill bar.

In the private room, Yan Xingyu held the wine glass in one hand, gently shook the liquid in the glass, and a slightly proud smile arose from the corners of his mouth.

Gu zhixia can't escape from his palm all the time!

Yan Xingyu suddenly drank the glass in his hand and put it heavily on the table.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

The door suddenly rang, and then the closed door opened from the outside.

A thin figure came in from the outside.

"Quite on time."

Yan Xingyu glanced at the figure at the door and smiled.

With a raised hand, he patted the seat beside him and motioned Gu zhixia to sit over.

"Yan Xingyu, what are you going to do to let Ye Qing go?" Gu zhixia didn't want to pay attention to him at all, and stood staring at him with a cold face.

When Yan Xingyu heard the speech, he flashed an imperceptible pride in his eyes and narrowed his eyes slightly. "I just asked you to have a drink with me. Why so angry? Women will grow old when they are angry."

Yan Xingyu didn't seem to hear what she said. He bent down and poured a glass of wine for them.

Gu zhixia doesn't have the patience to be here with him. She's here to talk business.

He chose a place far away and sat down. Gu zhixia remained very vigilant and quietly looked at Yan Xingyu.

"You don't have to drink. I have to shoot tomorrow. Tell me what conditions you have?"

Yan Xingyu shook the goblet in his hand and looked up coldly at Gu zhixia. "Zhixia, don't blame me for not reminding you that you should have a begging attitude. If I'm not careful, I'm afraid some people will really live in prison for a lifetime."

Mean man.

Gu zhixia's little hand on her lap tightly grasped it, and a thick disgust immediately appeared on her face.

If she could, she really wanted to punch the man in the face.

Yan Xingyu saw Gu zhixia with such forbearance, and a faint smile came up at the corners of his mouth, pushing another glass of wine on the table to Gu zhixia.

"Drink it."

Gu Zhi Xia looked down at the wine cup, Yan Xingyu and picked up the wine.

"That's it?"

Gu zhixia looked at Yan Xingyu suspiciously, but he didn't speak.

Gu zhixia frowned slightly, picked up his glass and drank it.

"Cough." he drank in a hurry, but Gu zhixia coughed repeatedly because of the wine, and his white face was instantly stained with two blushes.

Yan Xingyu saw this, his eyes were slightly dark, quietly poured her another glass of wine and motioned her to drink again.

Gu zhixia sipped her red lips, took a deep breath, picked it up again, looked up and drank it.

"Can you say it now?" Gu zhixia wiped the corners of her mouth, put the empty glass heavily on the table, and said in a deep voice.

Two glasses of wine are sincere enough!

Yan Xingyu just glanced at her lazily. Seeing her ruddy cheeks, a flash of brilliance flashed at the bottom of her eyes and soon disappeared.

"Don't worry, we have plenty of time to speak slowly, but..."

"What?"

"You're late. Should you punish yourself for three cups? You've just had two and one."

Then he pushed another cup in front of Gu zhixia. Just where she didn't notice it, her little finger gently wiped the edge of the glass, and a touch of powder disappeared into the wine and soon disappeared.

Gu zhixia looked at the wine glass in front of her. Her eyes were clear and bright. Her long eyelashes hung down to hide her shrewdness and disgust.

"You mean, as long as I drink these three cups, you can let Ye Qing go?"

"It depends on your sincerity." the ambiguous answer immediately made Gu zhixia squint.

"Really?" Gu zhixia took up the glass, shook the liquid in his hand and paused, "then I really want to thank you."

The dim light hit the delicate makeup. Yan Xingyu was stunned to see the smile around her mouth.

He hasn't seen Gu zhixia's smile for a long time.

Suddenly, Gu zhixia's smile sank, his wrist turned, and directly poured the wine on Yan Xingyu's face.

The delicate little face was covered with cold frost. He accused me word by word: "Yan Xingyu, I didn't expect you to be so mean and give me medicine!"