"OK."
Ning Yichu couldn't help laughing, remembering that he hadn't seen her for a long time, so he said, "Then I'll take the children with me. They miss you too."
Fan Yuke was torn between his conscience and his desires.
How could she explain that she and Mu Bailang had organized this dinner just to bring Ning Yichu and Gu Lingyang together?!
How can they talk openly with each other when the child is around?
What's more, they were planning to get these two people drunk!
But when she thought of the three cute little ones and not being able to see them, Fan Yuke had to hold back her tears and said, "Wuwuwuwu, Chuchu, I want to play sister game with you. Although I miss the three babies too, let's play for a while first, okay, wuwu."
"What's wrong with you?" Ning Yichu was startled by the pain in her words and opened his mouth in surprise, "Did Mu Bailang bully you?"
So you come to chat with her and relax?
Mu Bailang next to him paused, he really didn't expect that he was such a person in Xiao Chuchu's eyes, he was speechless.
Fan Yuke hurriedly shook his head, "No, no, hey, I'll send you the address and appointment time later, and we'll talk about it tomorrow."
"good."
Ning Yichu naturally didn't think much of the invitation from her best friend. She just thought that Fan Yuke wanted to talk about something and it was not appropriate for the children to be present.
After hanging up the phone, Fan Yuke finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He immediately looked at Mu Bailang beside him with some resentment, raised his claws, and smashed them on Mu Bailang, "It's all your fault!"
"Why blame me?"
Mu Bailang curled his lips in a romantic way, wrapped his big palm around Fan Yuke's small hand, and smiled wickedly, "Didn't you instigate this as well?"
"Nonsense, I didn't do that." Fan Yuke quickly distanced herself from the matter, feeling a little distressed. "If Chuchu knew tomorrow that I lied to her to meet Mr. Gu, would she be mad at me?"
As long as that little green tea girl isn't removed, her family member Chuchu will definitely feel uneasy.
Now, she is still helping Mu Bailang and Mr. Gu. I hope Chuchu won’t be sad!
"Don't worry, she won't." Mu Bailang narrowed his eyes and looked at the straps of Fan Yuke's suspender nightgown sliding down, his eyes darkened slightly.
"Besides, I'm here." He leaned over, gently bit Fan Yuke's lips, and kissed her deeply.
Fan Yuke's cheeks turned red, her lips were blocked, and she bit them softly and gently, and the air was filled with charm.
…
The next day.
After having dinner with Fan Yuke, she said it was too early and wanted to continue playing, so she took Ning Yichu to a nightclub.
"Since when have you liked coming to places like this?"
Ning Yichu asked Fan Yuke with a smile. She reached out and pushed open the door of the box. A warm breeze hit her face. She raised her eyes and stopped where she was.
On the sofa, Gu Lingyang was wearing a dark suit with two buttons of his white shirt unbuttoned. His inky eyebrows and eyes looked even more blurry and outstanding in the dim light.
The man had an incomparably handsome face, so handsome that it was distracting. Gu Lingyang slightly raised his eyebrows, pursed his thin lips, and exuded an unfathomable aura from his whole body.
Those dark eyes met Ning Yichu's gaze.
Ning Yichu's heart trembled.
Seeing the romantic and unrestrained Mu Bailang sitting next to her, he smiled lazily and waved at her, "Hi, Xiao Chuchu."
Now, what else does Ning Yichu not understand?
At this point, Fan Yuke made a prompt decision and took Ning Yichu by the hand, "Chuchu, come in."
"……Um."
Reluctantly, Fan Yuke took me over and led me to sit down. The air was a little hot, probably because the radiator temperature was too high.
In order to reconcile the two, Fan Yuke and Mu Bailang took great pains. They sat at the very edge and placed Ning Yichu and Gu Lingyang in the middle.
"Xiao Chuchu, we're all family here today, so you and Lao Gu should have a frank talk. Your children are already so old, there's no point in always arguing."
Mu Bailang's voice was lazy. He reached out, took the champagne, and poured half a glass for Ning Yichu, his tone nonchalant.
Fan Yuke on the side also urged with a smile, "Yes, Chuchu, I was wrong today. I specially asked you to come here, but I really couldn't bear to watch it anymore..."
"My three precious godsons and goddaughters have come so far to see Mr. Gu. Please think about the children..."
Fan Yuke persuaded them with emotion and reason.
As for the two parties involved, Gu Lingyang sat there without changing his expression. From the moment Ning Yichu came in until now, except for the time when his gaze lingered, he seemed as calm as a lake, without the slightest ripple.
Ning Yichu shook his palm, smiled and looked up at Mu Bailang, "It's not that I want to quarrel with him."
"The three children went abroad to look for him. It's okay if they can't see him, but what Xun Manyin said..."
Ning Yichu looked straight at Gu Lingyang and asked the source of her anger, "Why didn't you refute it?"
"Which sentence?" Fan Yuke asked quickly.
Mu Bailang looked down at Gu Lingyang. There was a coldness in his dark eyes, and the paleness on his face could not be seen at all because of the deliberately dimmed colored light in the room.
Gu Lingyang was silent for a while, then he said, "I have nothing to do with her."
This is tantamount to denial.
Ning Yichu paused slightly, a complex emotion surging in his heart.
Mu Bailang and Fan Yuke, who were standing next to them, noticed that the atmosphere was not right and started shouting at Ning Yichu to drink.
Unable to resist the two of them, he decided to just taste it briefly, took a few sips, and then put the glass down.
She narrowed her eyes, "...Gu Lingyang, I once told you that I would wait for you to settle the matter between you and the Xun family."
"But now, you said you would cancel the engagement, but all I've heard is that you've gone to meet your parents to prepare for the wedding."
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