Speaking of buying horses, Liang Yu smiled and said, "I didn't buy anything today. What did Miss Jiang buy?"
"I bought it..." Before Jiang Yao could finish her words, a complaint of grievance and grievance suddenly came in -
"Master Liang, you are finally back."
A burst of fragrance came towards him, and the woman flew into Liang Yuze's arms, as if she had been greatly wronged.
The woman is none other than Susan, the public relations manager of the club.
A trace of embarrassment flashed in Liang Yuze's eyes. He was still flirting with Jiang Yao, and suddenly another woman threw herself into his arms, making him look like a flirt.
However, out of gentlemanly instinct, he did not push Susan away. He just raised his arm slightly, held the woman's arm, and pulled her slightly away from his chest.
"what happened?"
Susan's eyes were red: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...I saw that Mr. Chen wanted to drink water, so I took the initiative to pour water for him. I didn't expect that after he got the water cup, he directly poured the water on me and told me to get out."
"He's also kind-hearted. If he doesn't appreciate it, forget it. Why are you so ungentlemanly?"
She didn't say that she deliberately rubbed the back of Chen Yanbei's hand with her fingers while passing the water, nor did she say that she deliberately sprained her feet and wanted to take the opportunity to fall onto Chen Yanbei's lap.
She was obviously blind, but it was as if she had eyes. He could clearly see her little moves and calculations, and her rejection was also clear.
If you fall down on Chen Yanbei, you naturally have to find a place to recover.
Liang Yuze suddenly felt a headache when he thought about what he told Susan before leaving. He was also responsible for this matter.
"You don't know his character yet? In which gossip newspaper and magazine have you read about his scandals with women in the past few years?"
"Okay, okay, are there any designer handbags you want? I'll give them to you."
Over the years, Chen Yanbei has indeed kept himself clean, and no woman has come close to him.
Mou, the gossip paparazzi of Xiangjiang, stalked the Prince of Xiangjiang every day with his camera, but in the end, he didn't even take half a picture of him and a woman in the same frame.
After hearing Liang Yuze's words, Susan burst into tears and smiled: "Thank you, Mr. Liang."
As the public relations manager of the club, she is, to put it bluntly, the receptionist. She has to deal with men every day. If she expects to marry into a rich family or date these young men, she might as well hope to make as much money as possible.
At first, she was also confused. She was blinded by the image of Chen Yanbei's blindness and crippled legs, and she had some thoughts that she shouldn't have.
Now I am completely awake.
Liang Yu was always generous with his gifts. If he said he wanted to give away a brand-name bag, he would definitely give it away, and there would be more than one.
Susan was in a much better mood, and then she raised her eyes to look at Jiang Yao beside her. At this look, she could not hide her surprise.
So pretty!
It’s not like I’ve never seen wealthy young men bring their female companions to the Jockey Club, but this is the first time I’ve seen such a beautiful one.
In terms of appearance and figure, there is no celebrity actress in Hong Kong who can compare with her.
"Master Liang, who is this?" Liang Yu didn't need to say anything more, Susan consciously kept a distance from him, for fear that she would miss the young master's good deeds.
Jiang Yao was naturally aware of Susan's deliberate avoidance of suspicion. She smiled at Susan and explained first: "Don't get me wrong, Mr. Liang acted bravely at the door just now and helped me drive away a few flying boys."
The implication is that she and Liang Yuze have nothing to do.
After hearing what she meant, Susan also smiled at her and got closer to Liang Yuze.
While they were talking, the three of them had already arrived at the terrace where they were watching the game.
"Abei, I'm back." Chen Yanbei was still sitting in his original position, while Liang Yu walked over and patted his friend on the shoulder.
"Yeah." Chen Yanbei responded, listening professionally to the announcement of the stadium.
Marseille begins.
