She clearly saw them talking just now, and this sentence "It's nothing" made Ruan Yousi think that there was something between them and they were hiding from her.

She smirked: "Is there anything I can't tell me?"

Song Qianti looked at her with a smile.

Based on her understanding of Ruan Yousi, Ruan Yousi is going to make trouble again.

He Songjin smiled gently: "It's really not."

Ruan Yousi didn't believe his words, so she looked at Song Qianti: "Everyone knows what happened to you and Brother Song Jin before. Today, there are so many people, you should keep a distance from him so that you won't be misunderstood by everyone."

Listening to her sarcastic words, Song Qianti sneered, shook the wine in the cup, took a sip, and spoke slowly: "I didn't get to him, he came by himself."

Ruan Yousi tightened his hand holding He Songjin's arm. She didn't ask if He Songjin was real, and she held back her annoyance and said, "As the host of the banquet, Brother Songjin is afraid of poor reception."

She turned her head and looked at He Songjin again, and smiled at him: "You go and do it, I will take care of my sister."

He Songjin looked at her without saying anything.

Ruan Yousi's heart sank: "Are you worried?"

He Songjin said: "I invited her, don't do anything randomly. Grandpa pays the most attention to face. If you make a fuss in this kind of occasion and annoy grandpa, no one can speak for you."

When he spoke for Song Qianti, Ruan Yousi was already very angry. When he heard that Song Qianti was invited by him, Ruan Yousi became even more angry.

She clenched her fingers: "I know the measure."

"That's good." He Songjin nodded, hesitated for a moment, and looked at Song Qianti and said, "Don't go to places where there are fewer people alone."

Song Qianti knew what he meant.

I was afraid that Luo Yuan would be ill-telling to her.

She nodded lightly.

After He Songjin walked away, Ruan Yousi looked at Song Qianti, and her little face suddenly became heavy.

"You are the young grandmother of the He family soon. Don't be photographed by reporters. Be careful not to marry into the He family."

Ruan Yousi immediately smiled on her face, but her words were gritting her teeth: "Brother Song Jin invited him to the banquet, but for grandma's sake, the same was true for the moment he blocked you last time."

Song Qianti had no expression on her beautiful face, and her voice was extremely cold: "You don't have to explain to me, I won't be self-indulgent."

After saying that, she walked towards the food area.

Ruan Yousi looked at her slim back and pinched her nails into her palms.

She glanced at the crowd and walked towards Luo Yuan.

"Mr. Luo, let me speak with you."

Luo Yuan raised his eyebrows: "Okay."

The two walked towards the balcony.

"Mr. Luo, Song Qianti is here too today."

Luo Yuan smiled and said, "I'm not blind."

Ruan Yousi said, "If you still want her, I will help you."

Luo Yuan asked: "How to help?"

Ruan Yousi said, "I will trick her into rest later. As for what happened next, it depends on your own."

They are all adults, and Luo Yuan understands what she means.

She wanted him to use force to Song Qianti and ruin her innocence.

What interested him most now is not Song Qianti, but Wen Linyan. He wants to find out his identity.

"good."

It just so happened that Song Qianti had not answered his question.

Ruan Yousi was delighted: "The first lounge on the second floor."

Luo Yuan said: "No problem."

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While eating, Song Qianti waited for Zhong Qiuyao, and a waiter came to her.

"Miss Song."

She looked up and blinked: "Is there anything wrong?"

The waiter said, "Ms. Zhong asked you to go to the first lounge on the second floor to find her."

The corners of her mouth raised slightly, and a smile appeared: "Which Miss Zhong?"

The waiter replied: "Miss Zhong Qiuyao."

She nodded: "Okay, I get it."

After the waiter walked away, she picked up the wine glass of her cell phone and took a sip, narrowed her beautiful eyes, and stood up and walked towards Jiang Handong.

"Yaoyao is in the first lounge on the second floor. It seems that she has something to do. You go and have a look."

Jiang Handong agreed happily, put the wine in his hand in the passing holder's tray and walked towards the stairs.

Opposite the first lounge on the second floor, there was a gap in the door. Ruan Yousi tilted on the door panel and looked outside through the gap.

She had already made plans. As soon as Song Qianti entered, she would go downstairs to call the reporter.

When the reporter photographed her and Luo Yuan’s **, her reputation would be ruined, so she would not be able to stay in City A.

Just when she was secretly happy, she saw a man walking outside the room opposite and unscrew the door.

She was stunned. Can't he see the sign with guests hanging on the door?

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After talking to Jiang Handong, Song Qianti returned to the lounge.

Not long after, Jiang Handong got down from the upper floor. He walked through the crowd and came to her and sat down opposite her.

"Did you say the wrong room number? She is not resting in the first room."

Song Qianti was not surprised at all: "Who is inside?"

Jiang Handong replied: "Luo Yuan."

She lowered her eyes.

The style of his work just now is very similar to Ruan Yousi, and it seems that the two of them are colluding with each other.

Jiang Handong asked: "Where has Yaoyao been? Why haven't you seen her for so long?"

Yaoyao?

The call is so intimate.

Seeing Zhong Qiuyao walking towards them in his sight, Song Qianti raised her chin: "That's not."

Jiang Handong turned his head and saw her indeed.

As soon as Zhong Qiuyao approached, he asked, "Where did you go just now? I searched all the lounges, but I couldn't find you."

Zhong Qiuyao looked confused and was about to say "I didn't go to the lounge", but Song Qianti grabbed her and sat down.

Song Qianti: "You asked me to go to the lounge to find you just now. I felt a little uncomfortable and didn't go. I was afraid that if you had something to do, I asked Mr. Jiang to find you. Are you okay?"

Zhong Qiuyao knew that there was a ghost in it as soon as she heard it, and followed her words and said: "It's okay, I went to the bathroom later."

Jiang Handong muttered: "No wonder."

Song Qianti and Zhong Qiuyao exchanged their eyes, and knew that she had done the matter, so they said, "It's quite boring here, let's go."

Zhong Qiuyao nodded: "Yes."

Jiang Handong also stood up: "I'll go with you."

When Zhong Qiuyao saw him looking at him, her lips moved again and spoke in front of him: "I brought my secretary today, you don't need to send him away."

Jiang Handong: “…”

How did she know he was going to send her back?

"Ms. Song has been drinking and can't drive. Please let your secretary take her away."

Zhong Qiuyao said, "That won't work."

Jiang Handong asked: "Why?"

Zhong Qiuyao didn't say anything and walked out with Song Qianti.

After leaving the hotel, I saw the car parked on the road, Zhong Qiuyao looked at Jiang Handong beside him: "That's why."

Seeing the red Porsche on the roadside, Song Qianti's beautiful eyes were filled with a hint of surprise, and then her red lips curled slightly.

She waved at Zhong Qiuyao, went down the steps and walked towards Porsche.
Chapter completed!