Shen Yunfei cast a cold look over:
"Knowing that someone is in a relationship and still forcing them to flirt is called a slut."
Shi Haoyu nodded in response: "Poaching is an immoral act. Oh, it seems that your Japanese team has no morals at all."
Tomoya Fujiwara felt that his patience was challenged. Why were the Chinese team members so sharp-tongued this time?
Why is the style so different from previous Chinese teams?
Fujiwara Tomoya gritted his teeth secretly, but forced a smile on his face.
"I just saw your team member Qi'an talking to a woman in a corner... They were quite close. I wonder if she's your friend. I don't think Qi'an would do something like betrayal. How about we go and take a look?"
Jiang Wan peeled a clove of garlic and put it in her mouth. If you don't eat garlic, the flavor of meat will be half gone.
She was savoring the aroma of garlic and lamb skewers in her mouth when she was stunned by Fujiwara Tomoya's words.
Qi'an, talking to a woman very close to her?
Jiang Wan looked at Fujiwara Tomoya:
"Why, you want to take me to catch an adulterer? Does your Japanese team have this kind of business? You're quite versatile."
Fujiwara Tomoya pretended not to hear the sarcasm in Jiang Wan's words.
"It doesn't necessarily mean he's cheating... After all, you love him so much. Although I don't trust him, I trust your judgment."
Jiang Wan moved to the seat next to her and said with disdain:
"Change your name. Instead of Fujiwara Tomoya, call yourself Green Tea Tomoya. You're acting like I know you very well. Stay away from me. I won't go."
A few black lines appeared on Fujiwara Tomoya's forehead.
Why is this woman so stubborn?
But she couldn't not go, otherwise it would be a waste of the good show she had prepared.
"Haha, I'm your fan, so of course I'm familiar with you. I have to go and see what's going on. I'll feel relieved after seeing it."
Jiang Wan wanted to know what Fujiwara Tomoya was keeping in suspense.
But it was obvious that Jiang Wan would not so easily do as Fujiwara Tomoya wished.
"What's the point of going? Don't you say you trust my judgment? My husband will definitely not cheat on you. I believe him."
Fujiwara Tomoya's mouth twitched, and he added fuel to the fire:
"When I just walked over, I saw that woman still leaning on Qi'an."
Jiang Wan was fine, but Chu Mengqi couldn't help herself:
"Damn it! You dare lean on someone? Sister Wan, go! I want to see which woman dares to seduce our captain's husband!"
Jiang Wan also wanted to see what Fujiwara Tomoya was up to, so she didn't stop Chu Mengqi and followed her reluctantly.
There was a hint of darkness in the depths of Fujiwara Tomoya's eyes, and he couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his forehead. He saw Jiang Wan's lip shape just now, and he almost said those two words.
If Jiang Wan refused Fujiwara Tomoya again, she really didn't know how to get the person in. After all, this was a banquet hall, and she couldn't force anyone to go in!
The captain of the Japanese team forced the captain of the Chinese team to catch the adulterer.
It would be a shame if this got out!
Chu Mengqi was furious. With the guidance of Fujiwara Tomoya, she saw two people in the corner of the banquet.
The lights were dim and the soft music added a touch of ambiguity to the atmosphere. The two people stood facing each other, not too far away. The woman was holding a red wine glass. She had a beautiful face and a curvy figure.
Chu Mengqi widened her eyes, looked at the woman, and said dully:
"Ah...how can it be so big!"
The corners of Jiang Wan's mouth twitched slightly, thinking back to when she first met Du Sha, she had the same reaction. To this day, Du Sha's tolerance is still the top one in her heart.
A gleam of light flashed in Fujiwara Tomoya's eyes, and he looked at Jiang Wan as if he was watching a show. However, he did not see the expected anger. Instead, he saw a calm look, as if he was not looking at his own husband.
Jiang Wan noticed Fujiwara Tomoya's gaze and scratched his head:
"Should I act a little angry now?"
Fujiwara Tomoya:......
He remained expressionless, but his eyes narrowed slightly. He didn't believe that a woman would not feel jealous at all. How could she not be angry at all when her husband was chatting and laughing with such a hot woman?
It’s okay to just chat without getting angry, but what if we can be more intimate?
A determined smile appeared on Fujiwara Tomoya's lips, and he tapped a few times on his phone with his hands behind his back.
Jiang Wan's ears moved slightly, and then she saw that Du Sha was obviously excited.
They were neither far nor near, I could see their movements but couldn't hear their voices.
Dusha didn't know what she was saying, but her face looked anxious. As she waved her arms, the red wine in the glass spilled out. The wine flowed onto her arms, which were as white as lotus root nodes, making her look very charming.
Qi'an shook his head and took a step back, as if he didn't agree with what Dusha said. Dusha angrily threw the quilt in her hand to the ground. The crisp sound of shattering drowned out the music of the violin. Bright red liquid flowed on the ground. Dusha's face showed some anger, and she hugged Qi'an regardless of anything.
Can Qi'an let her hold him?
What a joke! If Nan De had an exam, he would guarantee full marks in every subject.
The first rule of the male code of ethics is that you must not allow any woman to touch your body except your wife.
Obviously Qi'an had been prepared, and he didn't trust Dusha herself. The moment Dusha stood up, he turned sideways. The two were not far apart, and Dusha was very fast, so she barely avoided it.
Du Sha missed her first pounce and stomped her feet in anger. She took a step forward and pounced on Qi An again, saying something unknown.
Qi'an was very calm. People will be more vulnerable when they are angry, not to mention that Qi'an's kung fu is stronger than Dusha's. Dusha pounced and Qi'an dodged, and the two of them fought back and forth like a bullfight.
Jiang Wan and the others watched Du Sha rush over, pounce on her, rush over again, and rush over again, and couldn't help but speak.
"Is this what you call cheating? Why does this woman look a little mentally unstable to me..."
Hearing the question, Fujiwara Shota's face turned completely dark. He glared at Dusha who was being made a fool of, and walked forward.
"Isn't Brother Qi'an already married? Not only does he have a lovely wife at home, but he's also openly flirting with someone else in the banquet hall? Isn't this a bit too much?"
Tomoya Fujiwara talked as they walked, his voice gentle and without any questioning, but every word he said was pointing at Qi'an and accusing him of cheating.
Qi'an frowned slightly, looked at Fujiwara Tomoya, then looked at Dusha, his eyes understood, and then there was a hint of disgust.
Dusha felt a pang of pain in her heart at the glaring gaze. Coincidentally, Fujiwara Tomoya also walked over to the side. The warning in his eyes forced her to break away from her emotions. Her face turned pale and she stammered:
"You...you actually have a wife? Then why are you still messing with me and saying that I'm your favorite person?"
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