"Won't we get discovered?"
A gentle girl followed behind the girl in front, lifting her skirt.
"What the hell are you talking about! We have invitations, what are we afraid of?"
"But, but this invitation..."
According to Wei Ao, the young girl, who had a distinctly Hong Kong accent, said, "But what? But there's no name written on it. Let's just say she's the company secretary."
The girl in the white dress was clearly very nervous.
Fang Yan pointed at the two pretty girls who were approaching and struck what he thought was a cool and roguish pose.
He put his arm around Duan Yunfei's shoulder like a best friend, "Brother Yun, our chance has come! Someone's already sent us an invitation!"
Duan Yunfei glanced at it and said, "Be serious, that belongs to someone else."
"Hey, the way you say that makes it sound like I'm some kind of lewd person. We could be their date!"
Li San: "???"
Bad ideas kept popping up one after another.
"Min'er, I'm not trying to be mean, but with your build, how do you manage to work three jobs a day?"
Take two steps, then pant for three.
Lan Caihe complained as she walked.
Min'er was indeed a little out of breath from walking because she was seasick.
She got off work late, and the two of them had their hair and makeup done, so they were a bit rushed. When they arrived at the port, they found there were no yachts left, so they found a motorboat.
She got dizzy from driving too fast.
My steps are a little unsteady now.
Just as she was about to fall, a hand caught her.
"Thanks!"
Min'er looked up and was taken aback to find that it was someone she knew.
"Hey, it's you!" Fang Yan exclaimed in surprise.
Why does Fang Yan have such a vivid memory of Min'er?
Because this little girl gave him a sense of purity and innocence, like a lotus rising from the mud.
It is like a snow lotus growing on the top of a steep cliff, unreachable and with tenacious vitality.
Fang Yan couldn't help but be curious. This delicate little girl looked so fragile. He wanted to pick the flower, but unsurprisingly, he failed.
It's truly fate that we met again today.
"Yes, thank you for earlier, Young Master Fang!" The reply was polite but distant.
Fang Yan, one hand in his pocket, exuded a roguish air, "What are you calling 'Young Master Fang'? Call me Brother Fang!"
His tone was slightly flippant.
"Zhu Min'er, right? You're here for the banquet too, aren't you?"
Min'er nodded, but before she could finish speaking, Fang Yan gave her a subtle wink.
"Would you like the honor of being my date, just..."
Before Min'er could answer, Lan Caihe turned around, took a few steps to block Min'er's path, and sized up Fang Yan with an unfriendly look.
"If you come here and don't attend the banquet, are you here to have a date with a ghost?"
"You're dressed quite smartly, all flashy and slick," he said, scrutinizing Fang Yan with a critical eye. "Oh, that posture, does he think he's incredibly handsome?"
"Look at your dark circles, pale face, and bloodless lips, you look like you've been indulging in too much sex. Oh ho, look at the hickeys on your neck, someone like you thinks you can seduce our Min'er? What? You think she's easy to bully?"
He didn't say anything, did he?
Then, as a conditioned reflex, he touched his neck.
Is there?
He looked at Duan Yunfei with a questioning gaze.
Duan Yunfei and Li Sanli ignored the dialect.
Lan Caihe rolled her eyes. "What a show-off! He thinks he can do whatever he wants just because he has a little money. He wants to hit on girls? Get lost!"
A single "Get out of the way" successfully made the dialect retreat several steps.
Lan Caihe had only taken a few steps with Min'er when Fang Yan took several seconds to react. Had he been insulted and humiliated?
You still look down on him?
Oh my god!
Did he offend some deity?
He was attacked for simply asking, "Are you also here for the banquet and looking for company?"
And I was even mercilessly mocked?!
goods?
What kind of person is he?
"Hey you with the ramen noodle hair, stop right there!!"
"You think you can just stop because I tell you to? Are you some kind of super glue trying to stick me to the ground? Dream on!"
"A bat with chicken feathers stuck in its body, who do you think you are? You dare tell me to stop?"
Lan Caihe didn't even glance at Fang Yan behind her.
joke!
A greasy man, who seemed to be some unknown entity, suddenly appeared out of nowhere, his determined look in his eyes disgusting her.
Who is Lan Caihe that she can just stand still when told to?
Go play somewhere else!
"You, you with the ramen noodle hair, stop right there! You fucking woman, stop right there!"
grass
Fang Yan's temper flared up instantly; no one, especially no woman, had ever dared to speak to him like that.
Lan Caihe suddenly turned around, her face filled with murderous intent, her fists clenched so tightly they cracked.
Slowly approaching the three people speaking in dialect, he said, "You three-inch-long rotten cucumber, dare to curse me again!"
Three inches dead?
Rotten cucumber?
Rotten cucumber!!
"Who are you calling a rotten cucumber? You're the rotten cucumber, your whole family are rotten cucumbers!"
Duan Yunfei stepped forward. "Miss."
Lan Caihe crossed her arms and gave a sharp look. "Spit it out if you have something to say. I don't think you're any decent person either."
Duan Yunfei: "???"
Duan Yunfei: "Little girl, is there some kind of arsenic on your lips?"
Lan Caihe's eyes widened. "You're so big, is that something you're carrying on your shoulder just a decoration?"
"Didn't you see he was harassing us? Did you hear what he just said? He wants to be our date. If we need date partners, we can't find one ourselves. Why do we have to pick up some unknown person or ghost on the street?"
"Also, didn't you see him leering at my friend?"
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