Chapter 1612 Entertainment Broker (25)

Xia Ling: "Didn't you see so many things about you when you attacked Qi Yuan?"

Ji Yuan was very quiet: "That's different, because I didn't see it with my own eyes. When you attacked Qi Yuan, I was at Yan Yan's side. When I come back, Qi Yuan's memory is mine. You can do whatever you want with me. Of course I won't be jealous."

It sounds like it makes sense.

Taking advantage of no one's attention, Xia Ling quietly squeezed Ji Yuan's hand and tightened it tightly.

"I don't have anything to do with Yan Yan. Today I just went to get a sense of presence and meet up. But if you feel uncomfortable, then we will see you another day, and forget it today."

She lowered her voice.

Ji Yuan looked at her complicatedly.

Almost sighed, but still said.

"Silly girl, how can an opportunity be so easy to find? I have been with Yan Yan for so long, and only then did I find such an opportunity for you to get to know him and not startle the snake. Where did you miss it? Go, I'm not jealous, follow yourself , there's nothing to be jealous about, and it's impossible for you to really like him."

"But, you... don't you feel bad?" Xia Ling looked at Ji Yuan, and turned his face to see his expression.

Ji Yuan: "I am teasing you. Stop talking, go."

After the words fell, he pushed Xia Ling.

Xia Ling was pushed away by him, with a cocktail in his hand and high heels on his feet.

The high-heeled shoes had a heel of seven or eight centimeters, and they were already unstable when standing. Xia Ling staggered a few steps and bumped into the arm of a man passing behind him.

She took a sip of a cocktail in her hand, and poured the rest on Yan Yan who was passing by.

He was wearing a white shirt under the black suit, and the wet stain of this glass of wine was pressed against his chest, making him look very embarrassed, even dripping down his clothes and the wine.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yan." Xia Ling took a look, and immediately reacted and apologized hastily.

She turned her head and stared at Ji Yuan.

Ji Yuan smiled at her, took a step back, and blended into the crowd.

Xia Ling: "..."

She was cheated by him again.

It's really strange, why did she use another?

"It's okay." Yan Yan frowned, got a tissue from the waiter at the side, lowered his head to wipe his drenched white shirt, and ignored Xia Ling.

Xia Ling said again: "I'm sorry, let me help you."

She took a tissue from the tray and approached Yan Yan.

"No need." Yan Yan refused.

But he refused not as fast as Xia Ling.

The girl approached him, holding a paper towel with her light white fingers, and quickly and neatly wiped off the water stains for him.

Contrary to Yan Yan's imagination, she didn't touch Yan Yan's body intentionally. Although she was a little closer, she was doing her best to help him wipe off the wine stains.

"It's okay, you don't need to wipe it." Yan Yan avoided Xia Ling, and said to her lightly, "The secretary has some clothes, I'll go and change them later."

Xia Ling: "Thank you, Mr. Yan, thank you, Mr. Yan. Mr. Yan, I'm really sorry, how about you give me the clothes, and I'll go back to the dry cleaners to wash them, and I'll find the same city to send them to you?"

Her tone is so good, apologetic yet fearful, neither humble nor overbearing.

Yan Yan heard her voice was very pleasing to the ear, so he raised his head and glanced at Xia Ling.

At this glance, his whole body froze a little, as if he suddenly realized something, and many emotions flashed in those indifferent peach blossom eyes.

After a while, he regained his voice with a hoarse voice.

"Okay. I'll ask the secretary to give you the clothes in a while. After you finish the dry cleaning, ask my secretary, and he will go and get it back for me."

At that time, he must go by himself, Yan Yan thought silently.