The burning pain spread from the bruised back of my hand to my collarbone.
There was also a faint tendency for her chest to spread out, and Mianmian was lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment, not daring to get up for fear of being exposed.
The spotlight fell on the delicate, snow-white arms of the woman on the stage. Her facial features were very pure, and her long black eyelashes were trembling slightly because of fear.
However, she wore a very coquettish red lip. She seemed to have just been kissed, and her long dark hair was messy and scattered on her shoulders, giving her a bit more broken beauty.
The ultimate contrast between purity and charm.
The eyes of all the men present were attracted to her. Those middle-aged men with big belly narrowed their eyes almost instantly, trying to help the beauty.
I also wish that the beauty could get up on her own. This feeling of being naked is the most touching.
No one wants to be the first person to destroy a beautiful picture.
You can only look at the man in the main seat cautiously.
Jin Yubai was holding the newly lit cigarette between his slender fingers. The curling white smoke rose slowly, making his knuckles become even more silent. His dark peach blossom eyes suddenly moved and fell on the woman's snow-white eyes. on the arm.
Does this mean you are interested?
Immediately, a sensible man in a suit from the crowd came over with a smile and asked for instructions, "Master Jin, do you think this woman should be sent to your room?"
The atmosphere was enlivened by these ambiguous words, and someone laughed ambiguously, "What gift? Doesn't that woman have legs of her own? Do we, Mr. Jin, still need to speak?"
"That's right. I don't know how lucky I am to be able to sleep in our Master Jin's bed in my previous life..."
"I think so. Maybe she fell down today on purpose. This kind of woman looks innocent on the surface, but she's so sexy behind the scenes. Maybe she's just waiting for this time to attract attention and climb into the rich world. Where are the people.”
Mianmian's eyelids twitched.
The next moment, the sound of glass cracking suddenly sounded.
That voice was far away from Mianmian.
Everyone's attention was attracted by the sudden sound.
It was the only son of the Song family. He was holding a half-broken wine glass at the moment. The bright red wine spread along the tablecloth and shattered next to his black leather shoes. He looked into Jin Yubai's dark eyes with a smile, and his lips curled up. , "Made Jin Shao smile."
Just as Mianmian was about to take advantage of the chaos, several bodyguards in black appeared out of nowhere from the crowd, formed a small circle, and blocked her.
A female secretary winked at her, then handed her a man's suit jacket and mouthed, "Mr. Song gave it to you."
Mianmian subconsciously wanted to look at the man sitting in the main seat, wondering what he would think if he almost saw her naked.
But the group of bodyguards were too tall, and she was sitting on the ground. She couldn't see Jin Yubai at all. She could only say her thanks in a low voice with a pale face, and then put on the suit jacket.
"What do you mean, Mr. Song?" Jin Yubai put out his cigarette butt on the table. Xinghuo quickly made a conspicuous hole in the tablecloth. His voice was cold, and his eyes looking at Song Yan seemed to be dyed with a thin layer of ice.
Song Yan glanced at the female secretary, who understood, helped Mianmian up, and then left with Mianmian in her arms under the protection of the bodyguards.
Jin Yubai's eyes were fixed on the snow-white back, but he said nothing.
Mianmian felt the gaze behind her, and carefully turned sideways, just in time to bump into Jin Yubai's emotionless eyes. Her heart trembled, and she silently tightened her suit jacket a little.
"I reluctantly gave up my love for that piece of land last time. Can Mr. Jin not win over people's love this time?" Song Yan was still smiling, but anyone with a discerning eye could already hear the suppressed dissatisfaction in his tone.
After a pause, he said with interest, "She is mine."
Mianmian's heartbeat stagnated, and she looked at the cold man who spoke in surprise.
Jin Yubai took the interaction between the two into his eyes, pursed his thin lips, and sneered, "It's none of my business."
Mianmian's heart skipped a beat, and the fingertips holding her suit turned slightly white.
Song Yan was quiet for a few seconds, put the wine glass on the table, and said with a smile, "In that case, everyone, excuse me."
With that said, under the astonished eyes of everyone, he walked towards Mianmian who was being protected by his own bodyguards with a faint smile. Without giving her time to react, he put his palms on Mianmian's shoulders.
Before her hands touched her, Mianmian avoided it as if she was electrocuted.
The female secretary lowered her head and said something before she became quiet.
Song Yan just hugged Mianmian and left.
When Mianmian crossed the threshold, she couldn't help but look back.
I only saw Lin Jingwei pouring wine for Jin Yubai with a smile.
He didn't refuse.
Later, I don't know what the group of people said. Lin Jingwei blushed, accidentally tilted her foot, and rushed towards Jin Yubai.
Mianmian couldn't see the man's face clearly, but could only faintly see that his palms seemed to be facing up.
Probably to help her.
Her heart stung, and she staggered back her gaze.
After leaving the restaurant, Song Yan wanted to send Mianmian home.
Mianmian shook her head, "I can't trouble you anymore, you have already helped me a lot."
Song Yan did not answer her question and only asked her, "Are you married to him?"
