Chapter 876 Wei Lan vs Ouyang Man
She rushed over and took Captain Wenren's arm.
Wenren Xue is very tall, and some boys of average height are probably not as tall as her.
However, she is also very thin, with a standard model figure. She wears a simple striped T-shirt and shorts, and a riveted hat turned upside down on her head. Perhaps because of her cool temperament, even in summer, her long hair does not make people feel hot at all.
At this moment, she was being pulled down by Chen Pianpian holding her arm. She seemed to be very uncomfortable, her body was slightly stiff, but she still kept up.
The two figures quickly disappeared in the corridor, and the remaining people also went downstairs.
Only Ouyang Man stood there without moving.
Until Yan Yi put his things away and came out of the room, she walked towards him,
"Yan Yi..."
"Miss Ouyang, aren't you going downstairs to eat? I'll go downstairs first."
Without giving her a chance to speak, Yan Yi finished the etiquette training very quickly with a smile, and walked past her without stopping.
Ouyang Man froze in place, not moving for a long time.
After a while, Zhou Qi came up behind her and whispered,
"Take your time. He won't be able to untie his knot so easily."
The woman took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.
"You're right, I need to be patient."
She seemed to nod to herself, and when she was about to walk away, a low, laughing voice suddenly rang out.
"It turns out that the dignified Ouyang Movie Queen actually likes this type of man."
Right next to Shen Pianxian, Wei Lan slowly walked out of the room, even with a hazy look of sleepiness. Xiao Feichang glanced at her,
"This taste is really good~"
Ouyang Man's expression turned cold instantly.
"Ms. Wei Lan, you have to understand. No matter how you analyze it, you are not qualified to have an equal conversation with me. Do you understand?"
After a pause, she suddenly revealed a contemptuous and superior smile.
"Also, what is this taste?"
"How can you be qualified to mention the word taste to me?"
"To you, isn't money just taste? Even if that rich man is a middle-aged man with a big belly, can't he still become your taste?"
As if a sore spot had been struck, Wei Lan's proud exterior was instantly torn apart, revealing her embarrassed and angry heart.
"Shut up!"
She cried softly.
"If you want me to shut up, then don't bother me again."
Ouyang Man looked at her coldly, as if she were an insignificant ant, with disgust and contempt.
"Never forget the situation you were in when you first came to me. And always remember the look on your face when you knelt before me and begged me to save you. If I hadn't shown you a little sympathy, you wouldn't be in the home of some wealthy businessman with a peculiar fetish right now."
Wei Lan shut her mouth completely and stared at her with embarrassment and resentment.
Ouyang Man didn't mind that look at all. She walked past her nonchalantly, and suddenly paused when she was beside her, and said softly with a smile,
"By the way, considering the little bit of sympathy I showed you back then, let me tell you one more thing."
"A man like the boss will never take you seriously."
"You're nothing but a piece of chicken rib to him, so stop dreaming of becoming a phoenix."
"Even if he chooses me, he won't even look at you."
Ouyang Man left a chuckle and walked away quickly.
Leaving behind was Wei Lan, who was still gasping for breath, his eyes red with anger.
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