Young Master Chu's sweetheart wife

Song Qianxi pushed her away, "Don't talk nonsense."

She looks pretty, but what kind of peerless beauty has never seen such a big man like Chu Muhan?Moreover, her education and talent are not the top.

How can He De get Chu Muhan's favor.

He is not blind.

Zheng Xueying snorted coldly and poured Song Qianxi a glass of wine, "A drink?"

Almost subconsciously, Song Qianxi looked at Chu Muhan.

Seeing it, Zheng Xueying joked, "Tsk, I really care about his thoughts."

Being told about his thoughts, Song Qianxi stiffened his mouth, "No way!"

Zheng Xueying smiled sweetly, raised her wine glass, and raised her eyebrows at Song Qianxi, her meaning was clear.

Song Qianxi tried her best to prove that Chu Muhan was not that important in her heart, so she lifted the wine glass and drank it with her head up, and secretly looked at Chu Muhan from the corner of her eyes.

Fortunately, still on the phone, did not see.

Putting down the wine glass, Song Qianxi picked up chopsticks and ate a few slices of mutton rolls, diluting the taste of wine in his mouth with spicy and spicy food, enjoying himself.

When Chu Muhan came back from the phone call, he casually glanced at the empty wine glass in front of Song Qianxi.

Picking up the chopsticks calmly, looking at the fiery red spicy hot pot in front of him, Song Qianxi didn't know what to do for a moment, so Song Qianxi grabbed the yellow throat and put it in his bowl, "This is delicious, try it."

Chu Muhan nodded and put it in his mouth, his face changed slightly.

Zheng Xueying bit her chopsticks, and said after some thought: "Mr. Chu, Gang Qianxi secretly drank a glass of wine while you were on the phone, and it was useless for me to persuade you."

Song Qianxi looked at Zheng Xueying in disbelief, as if to say, "How could you betray me? You even turned right and wrong into black and white!"

Zheng Xueying shrugged pretending to be innocent.

Song Qianxi pouted with anger and kicked Zheng Xueying, she kicked hard, "Oh, what are you kicking me for? Am I wrong?"

She also blinked her beautiful eyes innocently, making Song Qianxi clenched her teeth in anger.

This little bitch still has the potential of a white lotus!

Seeing the interaction between the two, Chu Muhan smiled warmly, "It's okay to have a drink once in a while."

Zheng Xueying: "..."

What happened to being stuffed with dog food out of nowhere?

But it can prove her guess is right!

When Song Qianxi heard this, she was surprised at first and then complacent.

Chu Muhan gave her too much face!

The phone rang, and a WeChat message came in, it was from Zheng Xueying.

Song Qianxi clicked in bewilderment.

【did you see!Chu Muhan is protecting you!He likes you!A sure thing! ! ! 】

So many impassioned exclamation points!

She responded quickly.

[Fantasy is a disease!Gotta rule! 】

Zheng Xueying came back again.

[If you don't believe me, you can ask Chu Muhan directly! 】

[I seriously suspect that I am a plastic sister with you, and you are completely cheating me! 】

As soon as the two came back and forth, they simply paid attention to the news and didn't even eat the hot pot.

Chu Muhan: "..." Is there anything I can't say directly?

Yin Fei: "..." So obvious, do we think we are blind?

After Chu Muhan and Yin Fei had finished eating the hot pot, Song Qianxi and Zheng Xueying were still sending messages vigorously, their expressions were serious, and they seemed to be fighting each other to the death.

Without Song Qianxi and Zheng Xueying's heat, Yin Fei and Chu Muhan would have nothing to talk about.

The atmosphere was stiff and awkward.

Yin Fei finally couldn't sit still, and dragged Zheng Xueying away.

The chat fight was forced into an intermission.

After eating hot pot, her body smelled of hot pot. Song Qianxi took a shower and lay down on the bed early. There were more than 20 messages on WeChat, all from Zheng Xueying.

She was still tirelessly instilling the idea that "Chu Muhan likes her".