In fact, from the previous video of Song Nanwu killing Jiang Huai alone, it can be seen that her operation is very strong, but some people just don't believe it and think she is just a substitute.
She won the MVP in this game, showing her strength and slapping the faces of those who found fault with her.
There is a post-match interview for each game, usually with the team’s MVP present, but Song Nanwu wanted to eat cake and refused.
Meng Ruo was pushed out and took his place speechlessly.
"Why didn't Miss come? Haha, that's because our Miss Hongchen is too thin-skinned and too shy to be interviewed. I'm different. I'm thick-skinned and have never known what shyness is."
At the same time, the thin-skinned Song Nanwu followed Lin Xiaoran and the others back to the lounge.
The moment the door was pushed open, everyone in the Huangyang team looked over and started talking at once.
"I'm back, I'm back."
"The young lady is here, the young lady is here."
"Ouch, I'm suddenly a little nervous."
"You're so nervous."
Jian Yao and Ning Hongyan were stunned when they looked at the people from the Huangyang team. Didn’t they refuse to come? What was the situation now?
"Miss, these flowers are for you, to commemorate your first game."
Rong Jue came forward with a bouquet of white roses, handed it to Song Nanwu and said, Qingzhi's face was a little nervous.
Everyone in the Huangyang team fell silent.
Si Jin sat on the sofa with his cell phone in his hand. There was no expression on his handsome and enchanting face, but his pair of dark eyes looked at Rong Jue with a bit of coldness.
Nie Hao glanced at Si Jin, then looked at the shy Rong Jue, pushed the frame of his glasses on his nose, and smiled.
The fresh fragrance of roses lingers in the nose, quite refreshing.
Song Nanwu looked at Rong Jue, took the flowers, and couldn't help smiling. Her cold face instantly showed a bit of warmth.
"Thank you. What kind of flower is this? It's beautiful." Song Nanwu thanked softly, lowered her head slightly, and took a deep sniff at the bouquet.
Seeing how Song Nanwu couldn't let go of her, Si Jin's eyes deepened, and then he sneered.
Rong Jue smiled brightly and replied, "Rose!"
"Oh." Song Nanwu replied calmly, and suddenly asked, "Where's your cake? I want to eat some cake."
Song Nanwu would appreciate flowers, but compared to food, the latter was more tempting.
Rong Jue bought a fruit cake, which he said was his favorite cake and was especially delicious.
Song Nanwu remembered his words "it's especially delicious" and kept repeating them on the stage.
There was a cake and everyone present shared it.
Si Jin didn't want it. He didn't like sweets. He just watched Song Nanwu eat the cake with a satisfied look on her face, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
The more he looked at that look, the more irritating it seemed to him.
Meng Ruoye came back from the post-match interview. When he opened the door, he saw everyone eating cake. He then picked up the piece left for him, secretly glanced up at Si Jin who had a faint expression, and then moved towards Song Nanwu who was squatting beside the coffee table eating cake.
"Miss Nan Wu, do you feel like you can't eat?" Meng Ruo asked in a low voice.
Meng Ruo really admired their young lady for being able to eat the cake so calmly under the captain's scorching gaze.
"No." Song Nanwu looked at Meng Ruo strangely, and said seriously, "This cake is delicious."
"Right, miss, this cake is delicious." Rong Jue, who couldn't resist Si Jin's gaze and ran to the side to eat cake, immediately agreed, "I like eating cakes from this shop."
Song Nanwu, who thought everything was delicious except Jian Yao's cooking, glanced at Rong Jue and said, "Then I'll buy it for you when you go on stage later."
Rong Jue's eyes lit up instantly, and he ran over happily, looking at Song Nanwu, "Okay, how about the strawberry flavor? It's a new flavor that's coming out soon, and it looks delicious in the picture."
"Okay." Song Nanwu nodded lightly and responded.
Watching the two of them buying and selling as if they were doing a transaction, Si Jin's gaze towards Song Nanwu became even colder.
"Childish." He sneered and stood up. "Hurry up and finish the hot pot."
Hearing this, Pan Chang, who was scooping a piece of cake into his mouth, immediately looked up at Si Jin and said seriously, "We don't accept AA."
Si Jin glanced at him coldly, and said in a mocking tone, "Do you think I'm as stingy as you? Why do I have to go Dutch when I invite people to dinner?"
Damn it! He has no dignity when he speaks like that!
Pan Chang almost threw the cake at Si Jin and glared at him, "When did I ever say I was stingy? I asked you to split the bill with me."
"Heh." Si Jin sneered and said nothing.
Pan Chang immediately felt a little guilty and timid, but how could the relationship be the same then? They had just met, okay?
For people he doesn't know well, he usually goes AA. He doesn't want to take advantage of others, and of course he doesn't want others to take advantage of him.
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