Every word he said was harsh.

Wen Yao's movements were slightly stiff, and the smile on her lips was concentrated for a moment. Then she left him indifferently and smoothed her hair on her shoulders as if she didn't hear anything. "I didn't realize that Mr. Yan likes to joke so much."

.”

The man interrupted her suspicions without hesitation: "I never joke."

The distance between the two people was completely widened, and the only smile left in Wen Yao's eyes disappeared with his words.

"So please respect yourself, Miss Wen."

What a bastard!

Wen Yao almost laughed out of anger.

The corners of his lips curled up in a coy manner, with no trace of sarcasm concealed on his face.

"Mr. Yan is really humorous. When he followed me upstairs that night, he didn't refuse to say anything disrespectful about himself. But now he has slapped him upside down, and his posture of standing up and down is quite disgusting."

The man didn't look at her, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't seem to be stimulated by her words. He looked particularly cold and distant.

Wen Yao looked at him, and almost wanted to greet him with her hand in the next moment, but she held it back.

After all, she still needs his help now and can't offend anyone.

She held her breath, and a stiff smile appeared on her lips, "Mr. Yan, at eight o'clock tomorrow night, I don't know if I have the honor to treat you to a meal."

Only then did Yan Sui return his gaze to her, scanning it lightly and moving away without interest, "I thought I made it clear enough. I'm very busy. If Miss Wen wants to make an appointment, you can go to me."

assistant."

Wen Yao was startled. Suddenly, he felt that this sentence was particularly familiar. After recalling it carefully, he remembered that he seemed to have said the same thing to Wen Yumian that day in the Beiguan.

The original sentence was: I am usually very busy. If Ms. Wen is afraid of being disturbed, she can ask my assistant about my schedule.

Miss Wen.

There were two Miss Wen present.

Wen Yao sneered in her heart.

As expected of an investment banker, I understand the metaphor of killing two birds with one stone very well.

Today was a bad start. Wen Yao had no intention of entangled with him. She raised her delicate chin slightly and said only one sentence: "Pearl Restaurant, tell me my name. I hope Mr. Yan will come on time and don't let me down."

After the words fell, Wen Yao maintained her only calmness and left with a slightly hurried pace.

As soon as she leaves.

Song Yicen groped for it and nodded in Wen Yao's direction: "What did she tell you?"

When she couldn't see her back, Yan then withdrew his gaze from her and glanced at him lightly, "It's nothing."

Of course, Song Yicen didn't believe it. He raised his eyebrows slightly and teased him with a bit of teasing: "In the public, I thought the fight you just had was going on without anyone noticing."

Yan Sui was noncommittal.

"However," he paused, and then said with a clear smile: "It must be that I didn't get a good harvest from you, and my face was so ugly when I left."

Yan Sui didn't say anything, and didn't even have the slightest movement in his eyebrows. He just picked up a wine glass from the side and took a sip without revealing any trace of his appearance.

Song Yicen looked at it and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, thinking: Just this cold and heartless attitude has hurt the hearts of many women in Lingchuan and made them retreat, but there are also some who are bold.

For example, the infamous Miss Wen.

That's a lot of courage.

No wonder Huai Xu looked at him differently.

…

Wen Yao left the banquet holding back her anger. After returning, she heard Wen Yumian and Jiang Shuliu talking in the living room. When she caught a glimpse of her, she spoke even more brazenly: "Mianmian, Huai Xu has just come back and your Aunt Xiao is here."

I told you to invite you to dinner, so you have to behave well this time. Did you learn a piece of classical dance before? I heard your Aunt Xiao said that she admires girls who can dance this kind of dance."

Wen Yumian looked shy and timid, and raised his voice as if he was telling her: "Mom, I know. I also heard that Huai Xu also likes it and often goes to watch dance dramas with Aunt Xiao."

Wen Yao couldn't let go of her bad breath. Listening to the mother and daughter singing in harmony, Wen Yao walked straight up the stairs on her high heels, which seemed to pierce the floor.

I thought with full of malice, with your figure like Wen Yumian and as fat as anything, Yan Sui would be crazy to like you.

Jiang Shuliu frowned when she heard this, and reminded with dissatisfaction: "Yao Yao, why didn't you change your shoes when you got home? Don't walk too fast, or you might fall."

Wen Yao had a cold face, didn't even look at them, went back to the room, and slammed the door.

Downstairs, Jiang Shuliu and Wen Yumian looked at each other, and then laughed happily.

Wen Xuemin came back in the evening.

Jiang Shuliu announced the invitation to the Yan family for dinner at the dinner table.

Wen Yao poked at the rice in the bowl with little interest.

Until Jiang Shuliu said: "The location is booked at Mingzhu Restaurant. The environment there is also good, and you can see the river view."

Wen Yao calmly stopped her movements and raised her ears.

Wen Yumian wondered, "Mom, didn't you say you were still in the North Hall?"

Jiang Shuliu explained: "Your Aunt Xiao called me this afternoon and changed the location. Mingzhu Restaurant is closer to Huaixu Company, so it's convenient for him to come here."

Hearing this, Wen Yumian's frowned eyebrows finally relaxed, and she sweetly rolled her eyes, "So that's it, Ah Xu is really busy, his work must be very hard."

Wen Yao twitched the corner of her mouth indifferently.

Come on, among investment banks, except for the top bosses, everyone else is not busy. It’s normal to be a trapeze artist, right?

She put down her chopsticks and took a sip of juice.

Jiang Shuliu's eyes turned to her, "Yaoyao, I'm sorry that I can't take you there this time. I hope you don't mind."

Wen Yao raised her beautiful fox eyes, put her hands on her knees, and nodded obediently: "It's okay, it just so happens that I have something to do and can't go."

Appointment at Mingzhu?

Maybe Yan Sui will be able to get off the field if he rushes to play.

Very busy indeed.

Jiang Shuliu was suspicious, thinking that she was too talkative. Normally, she would definitely retort in a harsh way.

But he didn't show it, and said with a smile: "That's good, Aunt Jiang is still worried that you will be angry. After all, this is your sister's blind date party, and it would be awkward to have one more person."

He has a gentle smile and his palm-sized face is particularly delicate and beautiful under the light.

Next to him, Wen Yumian's thoughts changed and he glanced at Wen Xuemin who was dining quietly. A hint of deep meaning flashed through his eyes and he said casually: "Don't keep talking about me. By the way, Dad, when will my sister's blind date party be put on the agenda? How old is my sister?

She is older than me, so if I get married before her, it would be very unruly."

When mentioning this matter, Wen Xuemin looked over with a serious expression, "That's right, Yaoyao, have you contacted Xiao Shen?"

The Xiao Shen in his mouth is Shen Zhuowei.

Lingchuan was a famous playboy, an illegitimate son of the famous Shen family who could not get into the limelight. He had a delicate pretty face, was domineering, and often moved between women. He was slightly similar to her.

Same notoriety.

It's quite ironic, she is also her biological daughter.

Wen Xuemin's eccentricity can deflect it into outer space.

Wen Yao opened her mouth without changing her expression: "Of course I contacted you, but Dad, you also know that Master Shen has no time to talk to me, an unknown person, and he hasn't even responded so far."

Wen Xuemin frowned displeased, obviously very dissatisfied with Shen Zhuowei's behavior and attitude.

One is Yan Sui, the other is Shen Zhuowei, and the latter pales in comparison.

Wen Yumian held the water cup in front of her face, and in the blind spot where no one could see, she raised the corners of her lips sarcastically.

No matter how gentle you are, no matter how beautiful or sharp-tongued you are, it doesn't matter if you are still being indifferent to men, and men may not even like you.

Some people run to Rome with all their lives, while some people have been in Rome since they were born. How can the gentle and graceful people compare with her? They are overestimating their abilities.

"Then you should be more proactive. You also know the company's difficulties and don't act recklessly."

Wen Yao lowered his eyebrows and said, "Okay, Dad."

After returning to the room, Wen Yao thought about what happened today, sent a message to Ye Zhi to briefly explain it, and then asked: How did you say it was such a coincidence that it was all in Mingzhu.

Ye Zhi was probably not busy. He replied quickly and coldly: Woman, please stop spreading your sentimental thoughts.

Wen Yao:……

She was unconvinced and said stubbornly: What if I really conquered him with my personality charm?

Ye Zhi: Are you sure it’s not the body?

Wen Yao was speechless.

Then Ye Zhi continued: I remember you have an S figure, do you have a C?

Wen Yao:...nonsense.

Ye Zhi: That's okay, men are not all visual creatures. If you hang in front of him again, you might actually be able to make him kneel down and sing you "conquer."
To be continued...