"Ms. Tan...Ms. Tan?" Bian Sichen walked over hurriedly.
The little girl put her hands on both sides, clutching the edge of her clothes, and suppressed a bad premonition and asked, "Just now, what was that?"
His heart skipped a beat as he met those profound and pure eyes. He lowered his head uncomfortably and said, "Uh... well, that was my second brother's grandfather. We happened to run into each other, so we exchanged a few words."
"Yeah?"
“Yes, yes!”
"Then is it inconvenient for me to go up now?"
"How...how could that be? Of course Miss Tan can go up——"
"But I feel like it would be very disturbing if I went over there, right?"
"No... no, we're all friends. We can just have a meal together. Grandpa Gong won't say anything..."
"You mean, I can't appear as Mr. Gong's girlfriend, right?"
"I...I..." Bian Sichen was so anxious that he didn't know what to do.
The little girl curled her lips and smiled indifferently, saying, "It's okay. As you said, having a meal is not a big deal, right?"
She raised her foot and walked over with self-conceited pride and coldness.
Bian Sichen was stunned for a second, and the next second, he hurriedly followed.
I wanted to look up to the sky and yell: Oh no, oh no, I’m really dead now!
…
upstairs
Inside the box on the fifth floor
Looking at the group of people who suddenly appeared in front of him, the man couldn't help but frown.
opposite
Fu Bangxi stood up gracefully and said neither servilely nor arrogantly, "Hello, Grandpa Gong, hello, Grandpa Gu—"
"Is it the kid from the Fu family? Do you mind if two old men like us join in?"
He looked up at the man and shook his head. "Grandpa Gu, you're too polite. It should be the younger generation who invited us. Grandpa Gu, Grandpa Gong, please take a seat—"
"Haha, thank you, kid Fu!" Gu Zhiran helped Mr. Gu sit down.
aside
Old Master Gong glanced coldly in the direction of his grandson, furious, "What do you mean by that? I can't come?"
The man walked over, rubbed his brow and asked, "Why is Grandpa here?"
"I came here when I wanted to. Do I need to inform you? Haha——"
"That's not what my grandson meant..."
"I don't care what you mean or who you're having dinner with tonight. Anyway, your Grandpa Gu, Zhiran, and I are going to sit here and have dinner now!"
"Then grandson will give the box to you!" The man turned and left.
Furious, Old Master Gong slammed his hand on the table and roared, "How dare you? You're really becoming more and more of a jerk now, aren't you? What, now that you're the head of the Gong family, you don't even recognize me, your old master?"
"Grandpa Gong, don't be angry..." Gu Zhiran walked over lightly and said in a soft voice, "I believe Dui Xiu didn't mean it. After all, this box is on a first-come, first-served basis. He definitely didn't expect us to come!"
"Hmph..." Old Master Gong snorted coldly and said nothing more.
Old Master Gu reached out and tugged at the corner of his clothes, motioning him to sit down and not make the atmosphere so awkward.
Mr. Gong calmed down, sat down, and said in a deep voice, "Then tell me, how many friends did you invite? Is there no room for the three of us?"
"Sit down, grandpa can sit if he wants!" The man sat back in his seat and took out his cell phone to edit a text message.
opposite
Old Master Gong was so angry that he wanted to throw the wine glass in front of him. "What kind of nonsense are you talking about? What do you mean I can sit down if I want to? What, are you still trying to kick me out?"
"Alright, old man, stop talking. After all, the Fu family kid is still here. We should at least give Dui Xiu some face!"
"Oh, what face does he want?"
"Grandpa Gong, I heard that the rice wine here is sweet and delicious. I'll pour you a glass. Would you like to try it?"
"You're just good at speaking for him—"
"I didn't..." Her face turned slightly red, and she slowly poured out the wine from the transparent porcelain cup in her hand.
Sitting on the other side of the table
Fu Bangxi successfully raised his head because of this sentence, and the next second he turned to look in the direction of the man and asked silently: What should I do?
The man twitched his lips slightly and sent him a message on his phone, "[Nothing, that's all!]"
"[What about Miss Tan?]"
"[What do you want to say?]"
"[Nothing, that's all! Why haven't they arrived yet?]"
"[You ask]"
"[OK]"
Fu Bangxi called Mingchen again.
On the other side, the man looked at the phone that was suddenly hung up, and his whole body became gloomy.
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