Nightclub, your daughter-in-law has lost her vest again

"yes?!"

Looking up at Jin Yulan resentfully, Jin Yurou's eyes were full of strong hatred, "Don't think I don't know, you are interested in the night scene official, now I am rejected by him, do you think you will have a chance? ? Ever since the Night Scene Officer came, you have been staring at him from time to time, don’t think I didn’t notice it!”

"I'm too lazy to tell you so much."

Seeing that she hated her now, Jin Yulan didn't want to say anything to her, and walked straight to her bedroom. Sitting behind her, Jin Yurou grabbed the pillow in her hand and threw it at her, although she didn't throw it. But Jin Yulan stopped when she heard the commotion. She seemed to want to say something, but in the end she headed towards her room without looking back.

"I knew it! I knew she had no good intentions!"!
Seeing her not explaining, Jin Yurou became more certain of her thoughts. She looked away bitterly, and then couldn't help but look at Wen Mengxue who had been looking at her in surprise, "What are you looking at? Do you also want to see?" See my joke?"

"I--"

Wen Mengxue, who was suddenly affected, didn't know what to say for a while, and could only walk back to the room silently.

This night, just passed away.

The itinerary for the next day was to take Jin Yuran to Provence, but because of Wang Jing's strong invitation, they diverted to visit Wang Jing's home first.

As the head of a famous brand, Wang Jing's itinerary is already packed, and even if she meets old friends today, she can only spare two hours.

When Jin Yuran stepped into this minimalist-style villa, she was a little apprehensive. This minimalist-style room really made her a little scared. The cold gray tone and white interweaving became the main impression of this villa. , and the few green plants outside and the outdoor tables and chairs that are obviously rarely used add a bit of loneliness. She walked in with Ye Yunqiu and saw Wang Jing, who was obviously wearing comfortable home clothes, was Tea is placed on the table.

"This is Earl Gray tea, try it."

Seeing them coming, Wang Jing greeted them very casually and naturally, Jin Yuran saw her smiling face, and also showed a naive smile.

"I remember that you used to disdain tea, coffee is your favorite."

Taking Jin Yuran to sit down on the sofa, the style of the gorgeous works presented by Wang Jing in the show is completely different. In private, Wang Jing seems to prefer a minimalist style, and she herself is knitting opposite them. He sat down on the rattan chair, holding a cup of tea in his hand, "After you get older and experienced, you will find that even if you like coffee sometimes, in order to cater to the preferences of the upper class in France, you have to be able to Pretend to be a seasoned black tea lover."

Jin Yuran picked up the black tea she brewed. It was completely different from the fresh taste of green tea. The taste of black tea was more mellow and sweet. Jin Yuran took several sips in a row.

Seeing that Jin Yuran likes black tea, Wang Jing smiled again and said, "I still have black tea from someone else here. If you like it, you can take some back when you go back later."

"Really? Thank you so much!"

Drinking this kind of tea did not disgust Jin Yuran at all, she looked at her gratefully: "You are a very good person!"

"Your wife is really different from a person like you who is calculating every step of the way."

Unexpectedly, she would be grateful for any of her casual actions, Wang Jing was a little surprised, "I have supported many people in the fashion circle and received a lot of gratitude, but not all of them are as sincere as her. "

"Why do you care so much?"

Seeing that she was still the same as before, Ye Yunqiu smiled slightly, and looked at his wife: "Not everyone will be like Ran Ran. Seeking sincerity in an already intriguing circle is tantamount to seeking fish from a tree."

"What is Yuanmu Qiuyu?"

It was the first time I heard this word, Jin Yuran looked at Ye Yunqiu curiously, she put down the teacup in her hand, "I don't understand what you are saying, can you say something that I can understand!"

"You call her Ran Ran, I don't know what her full name is yet."

Wang Jing was also very curious, which family's daughter was lucky enough to marry Ye Yunqiu in the end, "Is it Lin Ran from the imperial capital? Or who?"

"My name is Jin Yuran, the gold of gold, the rain of rain, and the name of Ranran."

Seeing her asking her name, Jin Yuran immediately explained to her very seriously. Wang Jing thought about it carefully, and then vaguely remembered the existence of the Jin family. Without him, in the imperial capital with a huge circle of nobles, the Jin family's Status and wealth are really nothing. "The daughter of the Jin family? I remember the Song family. The Song family is famous for its scholarly fragrance."

"The Song family is her natal family. Compared with the Song family, the Jin family is like a clown. I also find it funny when I say it. Why did the Song family marry both daughters to the Jin family?"

These are all old things, no matter how many inside stories are hidden behind it, Ye Yunqiu has no intention to investigate, not to mention, Jin Yuran's mother Song Wanqing has passed away, and he is unwilling to disturb the peace of the deceased.

"By the way, I also saw Qiao Qing in Paris. She seemed to be sitting next to you when I was watching the show. It seems that Miss Qiao has a heart for you. I'm afraid you will still be busy in your future life."

"What she thinks has nothing to do with me. The relationship between the Ye family and the Qiao family is no longer what it used to be, and Qiao Zhuo is gradually unable to hide his ambition. As for my father, he has never had anything to do with the Qiao family. He has expressed too many opinions on the Internet, he, an old fox, should have been mentally prepared long ago."

"I think so. But, didn't your father object to your marriage with Ran Ran? In my impression, he is an extremely feudal and stubborn old man, and it is not so easy to persuade."

"What's the use of his objection?"

Thinking of the old man who was already waiting for his youngest son to be born, Ye Yunqiu looked at Jin Yuran with softer and firmer eyes, "He will soon be too busy with his own affairs, and he probably doesn't have the energy to deal with mine. Never mind. What's more, I think the old man is quite satisfied with Ran Ran."

Hearing what he said, Wang Jing looked weird, and finally turned her eyes to Jin Yuran who was pouring black tea for herself, "Would your father like Ranran? Isn't this a fairy tale?"

"He should have taken a fancy to Ran Ran's ease of control."

People who have been in high positions for a long time still have a strong desire to control even after retirement, Ye Yunqiu thought sarcastically, and then asked her: "By the way, why did you invite me to your home so solemnly?" Come, what is it for?"