Chapter 269

At the moment Song Qiuning came, she brought a gust of wind, which was a good woody fragrance, like the fallen leaves in autumn, full of the temperature of the summer, this fragrance, Liu Muye is familiar.

"I am the executive president of the Song Group, Song Qiuning, can I know Liu Shao?"

"Hello, Shangjing Liu's family, Liu Muye."

Liu Muye got up, holding a drink, and touched the other party with a cup. His movement was very natural, but his trembling hand still exposed his inner excitement and nervousness.

In a sense, this is the "second time" he saw the school sister?

So how can you not be excited!

"Can't drink?" Song Qiuning pouted his mouth and smiled, and his smile was so gentle.

Liu Muye shook his head and said, "Uh ... no."

Of course, he would not be drunk in the stalls, but he didn't want to drink on this occasion -he had a fork in the tea room just now.

"Okay." Song Qiuning nodded, holding the wine glass, "I respect you."

"I……"

"He won't drink me, I will drink, I respect you!" Liu Muye had no time to respect Song Qiu Ning wine with drinks, and Han Orange Pomelo blocked him and lifted a glass of red wine, which looked a little aggressive.

"Hmm ... Okay, so." Song Qiuning nodded with a smile, and then touched a cup with Han Orange Pomelo.

"哐 ~"

The wine glass touched it lightly. Song Qiuning drank the red wine in the cup, and the cold orange pomelo also stuffed the wine in the cup -she would never be so irrational, today this is jealous.

Song Qiuning glanced at the cold orange pomelo, looked at Liu Muye again, and looked at Liu Muye's look, as if saying, "Your girlfriend seems to be greatly hostile to me?"

Liu Muye shrugged and smiled helplessly.

He explained: "This is my girlfriend, cold orange pomelo, she feels distressed and does not let me drink random, sorry."

After Liu Muye finished speaking, his palm was steadily held on the shoulder of Han Orange Pomelo. This action filled the Han orange pomelo full of security.

"Don't live up to a good girl to you." Song Qiu Ning warned Liu Muye, and then smiled at the Han Orange Pomelo. She continued, "Liu Shao, although I met for the first time, I felt inexplicable at first sight, as if I saw the old -fashioned old old old old old old, as if I saw the old old. Friends.

Song Qiu Ning said that he represents the Song family, and the deep meaning is to tell Han Orange Pomelo and Liu Muye. I am not interested in the targets of others, but I just want to do business, don't get me wrong.

Liu Muye said with a joke: "The previous one who told me to make friends with me has made a lot of money on me."

[Hammer*Technology: "Thank you, don't cue."]

"Hahaha, Liu Shaozhen is humorous." Song Qiuning covered his mouth and smiled, then waved his hand and said, "I really just want to make friends with Liu Shao, and be friends with me. You make money "

"This is what you said, then you have made it."

After speaking, Liu Muye drank the juice in the cup.

Song Qiuning did not speak anymore, but drank another glass of red wine, showing the sincerity of making friends.

After a few simple talks, Song Qiuning returned to Song Tianrong.

Looking at the back of Song Qiuning's departure, Liu Muye's heart was actually lost.

Although Song Qiu Ning is a character created by that school sister, she is not a school sister after all.

Sister Xue is just a girl who is looking forward to good love, wants to write novels, but encounters unfortunate family.

Song Qiu Ning has already hidden like a stabbing rose.

Liu Muye was thinking, will the school sister like what she looks like in her book?

Liu Muye didn't know, and there was no chance to know.

Two red halo appeared on the face of Han Orange Pomelo, and the lip -sophisticated pink lips opened slightly, spit out a faint alcohol, and asked, "How do I feel that you will be sad when you see Song Qiuging?"

"Yes ... is there?" Liu Muye said stupidly, "You feel wrong, and how do your face red?"

"Ah?" Han Orange Pomelo touched the cheek's hot cheek and said, "I'm not drunk? But this wine has no alcohol!"

"Well!"

After hearing the words, Liu Muye took a breath and said in a fright, "Don't get drunk!"

What is Han Orange Pomelo's drunk, but Liu Muye has seen it. If you are drunk on this occasion, it will really be a big embarrassment!

"No, no, rest assured!"

Han Orange Pomelo shook his head, and looked at Liu Muye with his eyes blurred and said with affection, "My girlfriend, I am very suitable, rest assured, just drink a drink to relieve it."

After saying Han Orange Pomelo, he raised his hand and stopped a waiter, and then picked up a glass of red wine from the plate he was holding him.

"Well." Fortunately, Liu Muye's eyes were fast and stopped her.

Liu Muye said, "You got the wrong, this is a drink."

"Ah, oh, I read it wrong."

Han Orange Pomelo nodded, then picked up Liu Muye's drink, and finished drinking.

After the cold drink was under the belly, the cold orange pomelo felt that the temperature on his face dropped a lot, so he nodded with satisfaction: "Well, okay, I'm okay."

"It's okay?"

"It's okay."

"How much is 9999 plus 2?"

"10,001!" Han Juyou glared at Liu Muye and said, "You use this stupid question to test whether I am drunk or not. Isn't it a bit too boring?"

"Okay, you can refute me, then it seems that you are really fine."

After confirming that Han Juyou was not drunk, Liu Muye sat with her and continued to eat melon seeds and chat.

Not long after, it was time for the birthday banquet of Old Master Jiang. He walked out of the inner room wearing a birthday jacket with copper coin patterns sewn with gold and silver threads. His silver-white hair was neatly combed behind his back. His steps were very steady, and he didn't look like an eighty-year-old man at all.

At this moment, he looked even more energetic than when he was playing chess with Liu Muye and others in the room just now.

Behind him, there were two people.

One was his grandson Jiang Beichen, and the other was his son Jiang Zhenmin.

The two stood behind the old man, one on the left and one on the right, and followed him to welcome the guests.

"Ahem."

After Jiang Anrong coughed twice, the originally noisy venue immediately quieted down, and everyone was waiting for Jiang Anrong to speak.

Jiang Anrong slowly said: "Today is my 80th birthday. I am very happy that everyone can honor me with a birthday celebration..."

Liu Muye and Han Juyou are actually similar. They don't like to listen to such formal occasions.

So they continued to chat about gossip, but they changed from talking to communicating on their mobile phones.

Bored Nangong Ye turned around and saw Liu Muye and Han Juyou typing on their mobile phones, so he joined the chat.

Nangong Ye: "Young Master Ye, what are you talking about with your girlfriend?"

Liu Muye: "Shh, don't ask."

Nangong Ye: "???"

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