Although she refused before, Song Yiran obediently accompanied Li Shaoyan to the Jon dinner.

The beautiful Italian restaurant is decorated in a gorgeous and luxurious and high-end manner. The gilded door shows its nobleness, and the two rows of black suits and large sunglasses at the door, with a cold and fierce bodyguard, which highlights a dangerous momentum.

I don’t know, but I thought the head of state was being hosted.

The extended Lincoln stopped at the restaurant door. The driver got out quickly, walked to the rear and respectfully opened the door and stood aside.

Li Shaoyan appeared in everyone's sight in a silver and black hand-cut suit, with a faint smile on his handsome face, which added a bit of evil spirit.

The slender and straight legs exuded a vigorous and powerful momentum under the wrapping of suit pants, as if they were the king of the world.

He turned around, stretched out his right hand into the car, and leaned over slightly.

The smile at the corner of the lips became gentle instantly, as intoxicating as the spring breeze. A slender and fair hand stretched out from the car and naturally placed it in the palm of Li Shaoyan's palm. With the slight force, the people in the car showed their entire delicate and pretty little face.

The purple slim skirt wrapped around Song Yiran's delicate and stylish body, and the gorgeous color further highlighted her skin as cream. Her red lips raised slightly, with a polite smile.

The bodyguard standing at the entrance of the restaurant saw the two of them appear and immediately walked forward.

Obviously these people knew Li Shaoyan, but even so, the examinations that should be found could not be reduced. After testing that the two of them were not carrying weapons or dangerous items, the tall bodyguard then opened the door respectfully and invited the two of them in.

In the huge restaurant, except for the waiters and restaurant managers standing in a row, there are only majestic bodyguards left.

Looking around, there was only a man sitting on the center table facing away from the door.

Obviously, the restaurant was booked.

Song Yiran was secretly shocked. He was indeed the boss of the Soprano family, and his pomp was enough.

While she was distracted, the person beside her was already walking towards Jon with her waist.

Jon, who was originally facing away from the two, stood up, and the silver-gray suit made him become taller and taller. His height of nearly 1.9 meters made him look extremely majestic and he slowly turned around.

Jon is a typical foreigner, with deep facial features, straight and high nose bridge, and dark blue eyes, like the sea.

“Hi, scent.”

Jon walked towards Li Shaoyan enthusiastically and reached out to make a hug.

Li Shaoyan let go of Song Yiran, stepped forward and hugged Jon and quickly separated. He walked to Song Yiran again, and looked at Jon with her waist.

"My wife, Song Yiran."

Hearing Li Shaoyan's introduction, Jon's eyes widened and he looked at Song Yiran with an incredible look. His cousin was exaggerated and very consistent with the image of Westerners in the minds of Orientals.

"God, you are married! Why don't you invite me to the wedding when you are married?"

Li Shaoyan smiled, his wide palm rubbing Song Yiran's slender waist as if nothing had happened.

"I will definitely notify you when the wedding is held."

Jon smiled, turned to look at Song Yiran, and extended his hand enthusiastically.

"Hello, beautiful lady, I'm Jon. I'm so happy to see you. You're so beautiful, like an angel."

Jon was not stingy with praise for Song Yiran, and a string of praise was spoken from his thin lips. The standard Chinese surprised Song Yiran, and the curve of the rising corners of the lips increased a little.

Women like to listen to others praise themselves.

"Hello, nice to meet you."

Song Yiran stretched out his hand gracefully, and according to etiquette, Jon would hold her hand and put it on his lips to kiss the back of her hand. However, before he touched his delicate little hand, Li Shaoyan had already held Song Yiran in his arms and walked towards the table again.

"Oh, Yan, you're so stingy. You made me lose the etiquette you deserve to treat a lady."

Jon said with regret, slapped his forehead exaggeratedly as if he had no face to see God.

Li Shaoyan curled his lips with annoyed look away and simply looked away as if he didn't see it.

“Witer, order food.”

The restaurant manager who was waiting beside him immediately stepped forward respectfully, handed the menu to the three of them and stood aside and waited quietly. Song Yiran looked through the menu and ordered an apple pie with steak and vegetable salad.

Soon the manager took his employees away, and the hall was quickly cleared, leaving only three people at the dining table. Jon shook the expensive red wine in the goblet, and a casual smile on the corner of his lips.

"Yan, this time there is a lot of trouble. What are you going to do?"

"The Audit Bureau, the Bureau of Investigation and the Federal Administration are all involved, and it seems difficult to survive it safely. However, if you catch someone who has donated money and escaped, the problem may be solved in the blink of an eye."

Li Shaoyan said slowly, unable to hear any concern in his tone.

Jon's smile deepened a little, and a cold and dark light flashed in his eyes.

"Do you need help?"

"Don't you want to help when you treat me to a meal?"

Li Shaoyan said in a tone of course, and Song Yiran rolled her eyes silently in the i-type. Why did she think that Li Shaoyan was completely cheap and acted good at it!

"Who made us friends? Of course we have to help you. Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Finish the person who ran away from the donation and leave the rest to me."

“Ok.”

Jon agreed without saying a word, which was so refreshing that it was surprising. Song Yiran looked at his nose and nose, but couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Since this jon agreed so simply, why didn’t he find the person who donated money and escaped from the beginning? Why did he do it when Li Shaoyan came?

Although he had doubts, Song was relieved soon.

Anyway, it's not her business, so there's no need to care about that much.

Soon the chef of the restaurant pushed the three of them over, arranged them carefully, and then stood aside and stared.

Generally, in such a high-end and atmospheric restaurant, if the chef delivers the meal, he must hear the customer's evaluation. He will leave after the customer's evaluation, which is a kind of understanding.

Song Yiran cut the steak and put it in his mouth. The taste of black pepper exploded in the taste buds. The spicy taste was just right, and the tender and juicy steak was very chewy.

While eating, nodding and praising her, Song Yiran's attitude made the chef very happy.

Satisfiedly, the chef bowed and left with the praise of the three customers. The quiet restaurant was left with only the occasional chewing sound, although it was scary but not embarrassing.

It was an hour after a meal.

"I'm glad to see your beautiful lady, and I hope I'll have a chance to have dinner together next time."

"Me too."

Song Yiran politely agreed to Jon, with a suitable smile on his pretty face. Jon turned to look at Li Shaoyan, and the blue eyes as deep as the sea were shimmering with cold and sharp light.

“Contact again.”

Seeing the vast convoy protecting Jon away, Li Shaoyan then took over Song Yiran and walked towards his car.

The way back was very quiet, and Song Yiran leaned on the back of the chair, his eyes closed slightly. Li Shaoyan held her hand, and his slender fingers caressed the back of her hand casually.

We arrived at the hotel soon, and Li Shaoyan and Song Yiran got off the bus.

As soon as the two of them walked to the hotel lobby, a fiery red figure suddenly rushed over. The speed was so fast that Song Yiran was a little unexpected. She was pushed hard before she could figure out what was going on. If she hadn't reacted quickly, she would have fallen to the ground.

"Ranran!"

Li Shaoyan's voice became a little low, with a little anger. His eyes were filled with worry, and he quickly reached out and pulled Song Yiran into his arms, clasping her slender waist with one hand.

He raised his eyes and looked at the pale elena with sharp eyes.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it."

It was said whether it was intentional, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell that she did it on purpose just now. Li Shaoyan pursed his lips and did not speak, and the temperature in his eyes was a little lower.

Even with aggression.

He could tolerate elena for the sake of his elders, but he did not allow her to hurt his woman. The push just now had completely wiped out the last trace of elena's pity in Li Shaoyan's heart.

"Let's go."

Li Shaoyan withdrew his gaze and intuition ignored elena's existence and hugged Song Yiran's waist and walked towards the elevator entrance.

Elena's face looked particularly ugly. She bit her lip tightly and looked at Li Shaoyan who completely ignored her but took good care of another woman.

Unwillingness and jealousy kept burning in her eyes. After hesitating for a few seconds, elena suddenly stepped forward and reached out to block the two of them.

"Yan, I have something important to tell you. Let's go over there and talk."

elena pointed to the lounge area on the other side of the hall, trying to maintain a calm tone. Li Shaoyan's brows were furrowing, and a sharp look filled his handsome face.

"Sorry, it's already late today."

The implication is that you can leave and we need to rest.

"Yan, please, it's a very important thing."

Elena looked at Li Shaoyan with a begging face, her big eyes were filled with grievances, and she looked charming. It’s a pity that she couldn’t stir up any ripples in Li Shaoyan’s heart.

"What's the matter tomorrow."

Li Shaoyan still didn't give elena a chance. After saying coldly, the elevator happened to come. He hugged Song Yiran and walked into the elevator, lowered his head and pressed the floor.

Song Yiran squinted her eyes and looked at the angry elena outside the elevator, watching her staring at herself with an angry and madly vicious eyes.

Tsk, jealousy is so strong.

Song Yiran complained in his heart that the elevator door was closed in front of the two of them, and in the end no one could see each other.
To be continued...