I promise you a kiss

Chapter 18

Feng Jiayue glanced behind him.

At this moment, Yang Lin and another girl were standing not far away, looking as if they could watch a movie in their spare time.Sensing Feng Jiayue's gaze, they quickly turned their heads and looked away artificially.

"Don't pay attention to them, Yang Lin is just a young lady, she has been pampered since she was a child." Zhao Quan said again.

His appearance is actually good, and the dim and flickering lights of the bar are like a filter, covering the dark circles under his eyes and sick complexion caused by his years of drinking and drinking, making him look like a well-educated and handsome gentleman in a novel.

Feng Jiayue raised his wine glass: "Mr. Zhao, hello."

"I was just talking about Fan Nian before, but I don't know which school you graduated from? Which company do you work for now?" Zhao Quan naturally exchanged pleasantries.

After leaving Feng Jiayue in the air for about ten minutes, he thought that his presence would make Feng Jiayue feel blessed, but Feng Jiayue's expression remained very calm.

This frustrated his expectations, but inexplicably raised another wave of enthusiasm.

Feng Jiayue was not ashamed to talk about her background and alma mater, and when Zhao Quan asked, she told the story openly.

Zhao Quan came to a sudden: "So, you met Fan Nian during the Fan's internship, and then you got together?"

"En." Feng Jiayue nodded.

"Have you ever been to her house with Fan Nian?" Zhao Quan chuckled, "Grandma Fan has not been in good health in recent years, and she has a bit of a temper. The last time I visited with my father, she kept nagging her. "

He looked at Feng Jiayue: "It must be very hard to deal with her old man, right?"

"It's okay." Feng Jiayue smiled.

"Don't be so cautious, I know most of Fan Nian's family members, and I know what your situation is." Zhao Quan acted like a big brother who is considerate.

"Miss Feng's own conditions are actually quite good. You are good-looking and have a generous personality. You should have no shortage of people to chase you since you were young, right? Speaking of which, I really wronged you when I came here with Fan Nian today."

"How to say?" Feng Jiayue raised her eyebrows.

"Fan Nian is not a caring person." Zhao Quan took a sip of his wine, his eyes fell on Feng Jiayue's handbag.

"Tsk tsk, look." He shook his head, "If I had a girlfriend like Miss Feng, I wouldn't let her carry such an infamous little bag."

Fan Nian really seems to be missing something in this regard, except for the candlelight dinner that Feng Jiayue volunteered for, she hardly spends much money for Feng Jiayue.

Of course, part of the reason for this was the contract of pretending to be a couple, and Feng Jiayue herself was not sensitive to luxury goods.

In fact, if it were an ordinary girl who had just graduated, Zhao Quan would have sensed that her partner didn't care about her if she said so.

"Boss Fan is different from you. Her charm doesn't need to be shown through these substances." Feng Jiayue shook her wine glass and stopped her.

Zhao Quan was not annoyed at all.

He has his own way of dealing with his partner, and because of his victories over the years, he is very confident.

"Boss Fan is very busy, how about letting my old classmate take care of you for her next time?" Zhao Quan approached Feng Jiayue, lowered his voice, and said in a voice that he thought was charming: "Let's go to the queen in the city center." Shopping mall, help you exchange one... oh no, exchange ten bags that match your identity.

"Although our Zhao family is indeed inferior to the Fan family, but Miss Feng, you have to weigh your own appetite. And I, Zhao Quan, are much more interesting than that Fan Nian, huh?"

Feng Jiayue smiled: "Really?"

After getting a response, Zhao Quan felt more confident.

He tidied up his cuffs, deliberately revealing the hundreds of thousands of famous watches at night, and said almost explicitly: "Of course.

"I know, a beauty like you likes to be more active and generous, right?"

Feng Jiayue didn't respond, and he didn't care. He took out a bronzing business card that he had prepared a long time ago from his pocket.

Then, he took out the Bulgari pen in his jacket pocket and left a string of personal numbers on it.

Handing the business card to Feng Jiayue, he said, "I'll call this next time I have time. It's different from other business calls. Only my closest people know this number."

He put the emphasis on the words "closest person", trying to forcibly make the atmosphere between the two of them ambiguous, but Feng Jiayue was only disgusted by his greasy at this time.

Just at this moment, the door of the box was opened, and Fan Nian and Yu Wenyao, who had disappeared for nearly 10 minutes, appeared at the door.

Zhao Quan immediately frowned.

He was a little anxious, afraid that Fan Nian would show up and Feng Jiayue would reject him face to face, then his performance just now would be for nothing.

But to his surprise, Feng Jiayue took the business card in front of Fan Nian without any haste, and carefully put it into the "bad bag".

Zhao Quan was taken aback for a moment, then raised the corners of his mouth again, and greeted as if nothing had happened: "Fan Nian, Wen Yao, are you back?"

After being surprised, Fan Nian asked blankly, "What are you talking about?"

"Small chat." Zhao Quan spread his hands, "You are gone, Miss Feng is very lonely, I will accompany her to chat casually."

Fan Nian looked at Feng Jiayue.

Feng Jiayue also pretended to be innocent: "Yes."

Fan Nian directly passed Zhao Quan and squeezed to Feng Jiayue's side: "When will you be afraid of being alone?"

"The CEO needs to catch up with his high school classmates. I'm looking for someone to chat with. Is there a problem?" Feng Jiayue asked back.

Fan Nian pursed her lips, her complexion became very complicated for a while.

Yu Wenyao walked over behind Fan Nian.

She was standing at the door just now, and because of the lighting, Feng Jiayue didn't see clearly.Now that she was getting closer, she realized that Yu Wenyao's nose was a little reddish, and she looked like...he had been crying?

"You made people cry?" she asked Fan Nian.

Fan Nian turned away uncomfortably and did not respond.

She didn't ask, but thoughtfully helped Fan Nian straighten the wrinkles on the suit jacket.

Fan Nian exhaled, and said to Zhao Quan and the others: "It's getting late...we should go."

"Oh? Why did you have to leave when you just came here, and your butt is still hot!" Zhao Quan opened his mouth wide.

"We still have something to do." For some reason, Fan Nian seemed a little anxious.

She picked up her own things directly, and her belief in leaving was firm.

Zhao Quan was dumbfounded.

He glanced at Feng Jiayue who was not expressing his opinion, thought for a while, and suggested a compromise: "Well, at least have a drink, drink a drink before leaving, otherwise it will appear that I am too bad at entertaining people."

He pressed the button on the wall, and the bar attendant who received the news rushed to the VIP box immediately.

"Guest, what do you need?" the waiter asked.

Zhao Quan said directly: "Has the bottle of wine that I ordered before I came sobered up? Bring it up."

The waiter answered "yes".

He was about to leave when Yu Wenyao called to him: "Two more glasses of Constance, double the orange juice, no vodka."

After finishing speaking, she looked at Fan Nian and forced a smile: "Old rules, right?"

At this time, the corners of her eyes and nose were still red, but the smile on her face was not fake at all, and she looked quite pitiful.Fan Nian frowned slightly, but did not object.

Feng Jiayue took her reaction into her eyes, and said to the waiter, "Trouble... add two more glasses of milk, thank you."

"Come to the bar to drink milk?" Zhao Quan clicked his tongue, "Jiayue, your taste is really interesting."

Fan Nian only felt that this title was extremely harsh.

She looked at Zhao Quan: "Are you familiar with each other?"

Zhao Quan quickly shut up.

On the other side, the waiter confirmed that the people in the box had no other needs, and went out directly.

During this period, Yu Wenyao kept staring at Feng Jiayue, trying to make a hole in her.

Feng Jiayue didn't realize it, and pulled Fan Nian to sit down again.

Because it was a VIP box, the drinks were served very quickly. After about five or six minutes, the bartenders brought the things up.

Almost at the same time, a glass of orange cocktail and a glass of milk were brought to Fan Nian at the same time.

"We, Anian, will be driving later, so we can't drink." Feng Jiayue tilted her head and looked at Yu Wenyao.

Yu Wenyao only looked at Fan Nian: "There is no alcohol in this.

"A Nian, you love this hidden drink the most. I've remembered it for so many years. Try to see if the taste is still the same as before."

Fan Nian paused, then took the milk from Feng Jiayue's hand.

Yu Wenyao's dissipated tears welled up again, and the corners of her eyes turned red: "A Nian, do you have to do this?"

Fan Nian ignored it and stood up.

The others stood up knowingly.

The wine glasses touched lightly, Fan Nian drank the glass of milk, then bid farewell to everyone, and left with Feng Jiayue.

Back in the car.

Fan Nian wanted to ask Feng Jiayue something, but she saw that she was sitting upright, with her head bowed, and she was seriously fastening her seat belt.

In the past, when returning to the car, Feng Jiayue would always take the opportunity to make trouble. If she didn't make her uneasy, she would not sit back in her seat properly.

But today she is suspiciously calm and restrained.

On the contrary, this infected Fan Nian and made her sober up a lot.

She took a few deep breaths, suppressed the questions in her mouth, and only asked, "Shall I take you home?"

"I've had a full stomach of wine and I'm hungry." Feng Jiayue browsed the phone without looking back.

Fan Nian started the car: "Well... there is a private restaurant in front..."

"Don't go to the restaurant." Feng Jiayue finally set his eyes on her, "Go to the hotel."

For some reason, Fan Nian swallowed secretly.

The steering wheel was in her hands, and she was the one with a higher status and more decision-making power, but she still uncontrollably made a turn and drove towards the star hotel not far away.