Perfect Feast

Chapter 70— "Poisonous" in Wine

After a while, the little girl walked in with a tray, and put down Liu Yang's things in the same way. Finally, she put a small black porcelain bowl in front of Sun Qingmei, a small plastic bucket like a wine ladder. .

Until this time, Sun Qingmei looked up and looked at Liu Yang and asked, "What do you think of here?"

Liu Yang said, "It seems a bit interesting ... but no matter how good the place is, we must have a good mood ..."

"What do you mean, no matter where you are, happy or not, the key is who is around you? Isn't it?" Sun Qingmei twisted her body, her eyes staring at Liu Yang, and then said, "You fight After my husband and little uncle scolded my elder aunt and mother-in-law, not only did I not blame you, but I asked you to come and have a drink. Couldn't I still express my sincerity? "

"You ... what are you talking about?" At this moment, Liu Yang was really stunned.

"Huh, what do you say I said? Do you really not know, I am not only Sun Zhuoqun's daughter, but I am also Zhang Yimin's daughter-in-law, Zhang Wei's wife? Did you deliberately target me today and remind the mayor Zhang to release relief Isn't it because of this? "

Liu Yang also just heard that she is the daughter of Sun Zhuoqun today. I really don't know that he is Zhang Yimin's daughter-in-law and Zhang Wei's wife.

Maybe, when Yang Qiqi talked to her again, she was afraid to mention that she was Zhang Yimin's daughter-in-law and touched her anger?

Sun Qingmei, who was sitting in front of her, felt like she had become a whole person when she saw her at noon today. She was wearing a black short-sleeved skirt. In the dim light, it was difficult to hide the beauty of her skin, white and pink.

The standard pair of apricot eyes looked at themselves as if there was a faint obscurity, as if bending a stream of autumn water. Sun Qingmei's eyebrows were lightly frowned, and Feng Hong's red lips were clenched tightly. She couldn't see whether she was angry or just told the facts that happened today.

"Why? Nothing to say? Still think I shouldn't be so direct?" Sun Qingmei smiled slightly, reached out and grabbed the plastic bucket on the table, and poured a full bowl into the black porcelain bowl. I couldn't see the color of the liquid, so I drank it.

"I don't care what you think, I just want to say that I didn't intentionally arrange someone to say that ... I said the following people did something wrong to please me, do you believe it?" Put down the porcelain bowl, Sun Qingmei He stared at Liu Yang, anxiously.

"These words, do you seem to tell Mayor Zhang?" Is it true or false?

As Liu Yang said, he picked up a large pancake, reached for a green onion, dip it in a little bit of yellow sauce, and rolled it up slowly and carefully. He squeezed his three fingers to his mouth, and suddenly opened his mouth to bite A sip: "Well, it's delicious, I haven't tasted it for a long time ..."

The kind of starving ghost Liu Liu eats with a miserly ghost, which makes people look very disgusted. Sun Qingmei frowned and said coldly, "You ... Are you still the deputy director of the office? Pour your mouth, It seems as though someone robs you ... "

As she said, she poured another bowl and drank slowly.

"Well ... it ’s delicious, it ’s really delicious, you do n’t believe it if you taste it ... In fact, it does n’t matter if you believe it or not, as long as Mayor Zhang believes it. Let ’s say ... I do n’t want to Knowing that you are Zhang Wei's wife, believe it or not? "Liu Yang took a bite of pancake rolls and shallots and drank a bite of rice porridge, and said to Qingming Sun inarticulately.

"Huh ... it doesn't matter if you know or don't know. I came to you today and didn't mean to prove it to you? Just like you said, it doesn't matter whether you believe it or not ... But I just want to know if you Would like to see me unlucky? Since you don't know I'm Zhang Wei's wife, why would you do this? "

Liu Yang shook his head while eating: "What are you talking about? How do I do that? I don't know what you say ..."

"Haha ... there is no airtight wall in the world. An hour ago, in the lobby of the second floor of the guest house, what did you say to someone, did you forget it so quickly?" Sun Qingmei sat upright and suddenly Stretching his neck forward, he stared straight at Liu Yang and said, "I would like to say one more thing. Although I am Zhang Wei's wife, I am not the Zhang family, and I am not involved in the affairs of the Zhang family ..."

What does she mean? Did she and I overhear what Liu Guangping said?

No. At that time, only the little secretary Liu Guangping stood outside the door, and there was no one at all? Was the little secretary Liu Guangping leaked out, or did someone else overhear it in the eyes of Sun Qingmei?

If even Liu Guangping's secretary is Sun Qingmei's, then Liu Guangping's person is really a dead dog and cannot stand on the wall.

Thinking for a while, Liu Yang grabbed another big onion and a big cake.

As he rolled, he said, "Mayor Sun, I really don't understand what you're talking about. I'm Mayor Zhang's secretary, Liu Shu. Remember to come to Mayor Zhang to report work. I just told him to lead Has rested, let him come tomorrow morning, other ... Even if I say something, it is just for the sake of work, thinking about the victims. I really do n’t understand, county magistrate you so What is the intention? "

Sun Qingmei didn't speak, but stared at Liu Yang with a gaze and suddenly smiled and said, "Oh? That's not the best ... Director Liu, do you think I asked you out today to ask for your forgiveness?"

Liu Yang was surprised, stopped her movements, and looked at Sun Qingmei and said, "Mayor Sun, what are you talking about? We are neither a system nor a mutual affiliation, even if we are working. It ’s normal to have different opinions on it. Different working opinions, even a thick red neck, are not the same as personal grievances, do you? "

Having said that, Liu Yang shook his head and smiled, and then said, "Again, you are a dignified county magistrate and a leading cadre. I'm just a little secretary, and at best it's just a deputy chief. Even if you can't control me But there are two members of your city's standing committee. One is the deputy secretary in charge of personnel affairs, and the other is the secretary of the political and legal committee in charge of public order. Secretary, really want to pack me, isn't that a word? So what? … Anyway, if there is any personal grudge between us, I should ask you to let me go. Why would you ask me for mercy? "

Listening to Liu Yang's words, Sun Qingmei's eyes slowly narrowed into a crack, and he grabbed the black porcelain bowl without a word and took another sip.

The young man in front of him, both in shape and face, was excellent and handsome. However, what he said was really annoying, with an air of indifference.

It seemed that he still looked down on him.

I always think that he was a juggling role in the office before. He had only been Zhang Jing's secretary for three days, and went out on his own. Can he still not talk about Zhang Jing's true intentions from his mouth? Unexpectedly, this guy talked deliberately and irritably, but he did not leak. He talked for a long time, but he didn't pull out anything useful from her mouth.

Hum, I did n’t mean to play with that sentence. Do you think I would be afraid of Zhang Jing?

Want to kill me? She's a little tender.

As you said, no matter how bad it is, there are two members of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Committee in my family, and I don't believe she can do anything excessive.

I just feel that I can't rip my face without tearing my face with Zhang Jing, because if this matter is really resolved by the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee, even if I can't treat myself, it will be bad for myself.

I don't want to be the enemy of Mayor Zhang, but if you really force me to treat you as an enemy, that's what you asked for ...

Thinking of this, Sun Qingmei could not help but smiled and said lightly: "Maybe, maybe I think wrong. Sorry, Director Liu, I shouldn't say that ..."

"Well ... uh ..." Liu Yanggang pursed his mouth, took a bite of the big cake, could not help but widened his eyes and looked at Sun Qingmei, and said that this woman would not take the wrong medicine? He'll apologize and admit it?

Sun Qingmei's body leaned forward, reached out and grabbed the porcelain bowl in front of Liu Yang, which was filled with stick-noodle porridge. While picking up a plastic bucket and pouring wine into the bowl, he said, "It's yours. I'll just use this bowl. This is the black rice wine brewed by the clubhouse, which tastes good ... Come, I respect you ... "

She raised the black porcelain bowl in her hand, and touched Liu Yang with a "ding", her **** red lips clenched tightly, and she became more and more attractive.

Perhaps this style designed by Taoyuan people is to create such a hazy atmosphere. With her movements, the placket on her chest was stretched even more by the fullness inside, but in the weak light, Liu Yang only saw a white crystal, but nothing else.

But the more it is, the more mysterious it is.

Liu Yang opened her mouth and watched her say nothing, so she had to drink the wine in the bowl in one breath. A clear fragrance spread from her mouth to her whole body, which made her heart shake.

"Good wine, really good." The wine was really good, and Liu Yang had to praise it.

Sun Qingmei said with a light smile: "Since you also said yes, Director Liu, then drink another bowl. Tonight we will have a good time with wine, not drunk or return ..."

Make wine happy? Isn't the word used in place? Sun Qingmei, the head of a county, can speak so poorly? Holding up the wine bowl, Liu Yang thought so.

But he did not expect that Sun Qingmei's lips were closed tightly just now, and he did not drink that bowl of wine at all. His wrist holding the bowl trembled, and a bowl of wine was poured in half. Liu Yang felt that something was wrong. He just felt that his head was getting heavier and he hadn't waited for him to react. The wine bowl in the bowl fell to the floor, and the person lay on the table and passed out.

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