Wen Linyan's injury has almost healed and he has started working today.

He hasn't been at work for almost half a month, and has accumulated a lot of things, so he stays to work overtime tonight.

But before the matter was finished, I saw the message Fang Yang sent him.

Chat up another man?

His face darkened, and he walked out of the office with his coat.

Although his injury was almost healed, his arms were still not very straightforward, so he didn't drive when he was at work.

After entering the elevator, he clicked on WeChat and called the car on the mini program.

When he walked out of the building, the car had just arrived. After getting in, he reported the name of the bar.

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Zhong Qiuyao and Qin Huiyue returned to the booth, picked up the wine and took a sip.

Zhong Qiuyao looked at Song Qianti: "I just saw Luo Yuan and He Songjin leaning against you. Luo Yuan's intention is very obvious. I want to fuck you, but what the hell is He Songjin?"

Song Qianti supported her head with one hand and said carelessly: "It's what you said last time."

Zhong Qiuyao widened her eyes: "No way? He is absolutely a shame!"

Song Qianti's red lips slightly raised: "A typical scumbag."

"Facts have proved that it is right to cherish this sentence after losing it." Zhong Qiuyao sighed and looked at Qin Huiyue, "I kicked your husband and left him, maybe he would realize that you are the best, and that he actually has you in his heart."

She was just a joke, but saw Qin Huiyue asking seriously: "Can you do?"

She didn't say this correctly.

Although she didn't know who Qin Huiyue's scumbag husband was, she could tell that Qin Huiyue liked him very much.

If she really had the scumbag divorced and the scumbag would not follow the plot they imagined, she was afraid that Qin Huiyue would blame her.

"This...is hard to say."

Qin Huiyue lowered her head with dim eyes.

Seeing that she was doing well just now, Zhong Qiuyao suddenly became unhappy and secretly blamed herself for talking too much.

She glanced at Song Qianti and signaled her to persuade her.

Song Qianti received her gaze, but she didn't say it according to her wishes.

"I think what Yaoyao said is feasible. You can try it. If he doesn't regret it, you can get rid of it as soon as possible. Could it be that kind of scumbag you still have to keep it for the New Year?"

Qin Huiyue lowered her eyebrows and eyes slightly, pursed her lips without saying a word.

Song Qianti played with the wine glass in her hand and said, "I just met a man. Although he is not as good-looking as my lawyer Wen, it is not bad. I'll pay attention to you. If you see him again later, you can talk to him. If you kick your scumbag husband one day, you can develop with him."

She glanced around her and didn't see Fang Yang. She said with regret: "I had known that I had just added him to WeChat."

The man's cold voice rang behind him: "Whose WeChat will be added?"

Song Qianti's body stiffened and she turned around and said with a smile: "Dear, why are you here?"

Wen Linyan narrowed his eyes and asked: "Whose WeChat do you want to add?"

Song Qianti smiled on the surface, but in her heart.

It's a coincidence that he came here?

Naturally, she couldn't say that she had just met with another man.

Otherwise, with her lawyer Wen's jealousy, she would suffer tonight.

She smiled and said, "I just saw an acquaintance and said a few words to her, but forgot to add her on WeChat. Didn't you say you have to work overtime tonight? Why did you come to the bar?"

Wen Linyan ignored her problem and said with a slight smile: "I heard you were picking up other men?"

Song Qianti was shocked and subconsciously turned her head to look at Zhong Qiuyao and Qin Huiyue.

Zhong Qiuyao and Qin Huiyue shook their heads tacitly, with the words "not me" written on their faces.

Song Qianti wanted to cry but she had no tears, but only two words in her heart: It's so miserable.

She turned her head and looked at Wen Linyan again, and the corners of her mouth were a little stiff when she smiled.

"No, it must be some bastard who is jealous of our relationship and wants to provoke our relationship."

Wen Linyan and Fang Yang grew up together. He knew Fang Yang very well and could not lie.

He looked at the little woman in front of him with dark eyes.

Song Qianti thought he was examining whether he was lying, so she blinked at him with a smile on her face.

Wen Lin kept his eyes closed: "Have you had enough fun?"

She nodded obediently: "Enough."

"Then let's go." Wen Linyan turned around and walked towards the door.

Song Qianti picked up the cell phone on the table, waved at Zhong Qiuyao and Qin Huiyue, followed quickly, and held his arm.

After leaving the bar, my ears finally calmed down.

Although Song Qianti drove the car when she came, she drank alcohol, and Wen Linyan's arm could not drive. Just when she was about to find a designated driver, she saw Fang Yang walking towards them.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Could this man have chased her out and asked her about WeChat?

If this is the case, wouldn't it be a mistake?

Fang Yang originally wanted to say hello to Wen Linyan, but as soon as he approached, he saw Song Qianti hugging Wen Linyan's arm tightly and said to him: "Do you want to chat with me? I have a boyfriend, you should give up this heart!"

Fang Yang: “…”

Seeing him standing still, Song Qianti was anxious and complained: Why haven’t you left yet?

She was afraid that Fang Yang would speak, so she argued that she had just picked up a chat with him, so she acted coquettishly at Wen Linyan: "Dear, I'm a little hungry, let's go and have something to eat."

Wen Linyan nodded: "Yes."

There is a night market next to the bar, which specializes in late-night snacks.

Song Qianti pulled him away quickly.

Fang Yang, who had not had time to say a word: "..."

Song Qianti held Wen Linyan's arm and said as she walked: "The man just now must have seen that I look good and wanted to ask me for WeChat."

Wen Linyan heard that she tried her best to separate her from Fang Yang.

He squinted his eyes, so... the man she just met in the bar was actually Fang Yang?

His eyes sank and his jaw stretched into a straight line.

When they arrived at the night market, Song Qianti wanted to have barbecue, so the two of them found a barbecue stall to sit down. After obtaining Wen Linyan's consent, she called Zhong Qiuyao and Qin Huiyue and asked them to come over.

After making the phone call, she went to pick the dishes she liked and asked the boss to bake them first.

Wen Linyan took out his cell phone, clicked Fang Yang's WeChat, and sent him a message.

【How did she approach you just now?】

About a minute, Fang Yang replied to him.

【Ms. Song invited me to have two glasses of wine.】

Wen Linyan stared at Fang Yang's news and narrowed his eyes, looked up at Song Qianti who was choosing vegetables in front of the stall, and lowered his head to type.

【I'll invite you to drink tomorrow night.】

Fang Yang: Master, I was wrong.

After reading it, Wen Linyan put his phone back in his pocket.

Fang Yang waited for a long time but didn't see him reply to the news, and felt bitter in his heart.

Who is he provoking whom?

He asked him to drink, but he felt that it was not as simple as the surface meaning.

Alas, when Miss Song called him, he should have pretended not to hear it.
Chapter completed!