But what does all this have to do with the man in front of me!
"So what if I don't believe her? This is Gu Liangyan's own business, and it is my Li Jingyuan's family matter. What does it have to do with you Wen Changxun! If Mr. Wen is really too idle, Li won't mind finding something for you.
Do it!”
The man's hawk-like eyes looked sharply towards the opposite side. He casually pulled out a white tissue on the table and slowly wiped the blood on his hands.
The VIP seats were some distance away from the other ordinary seats, but after the fierce quarrel and Li Jingyuan losing control in an instant and crushing the glass, people who were closer noticed the clues, and because of the two iceberg kings of hell, they did not dare to come forward to ask, so they could only ask frequently
Looking back, whispering.
Soon, the atmosphere in the seats became unusual.
At the same time, someone notified the group of toasters. Manager Zhao's expression suddenly changed, and Feng Jiaren's beautiful eyes froze. After exclaiming, she immediately sent someone to find the medical kit and hurriedly walked towards Li Jingyuan.
In the seating area, the eyes of two men as noble as gods met, as if they were hiding murderous intent, and they refused to give in. When Wen Changxun heard this, he instantly exuded a terrifying aura. He couldn't help but think of the farce five years ago. If it weren't for
He hesitated, now would Gu Liangyan still be the "family matter" that this man kept talking about?
Manager Zhao and his team hurried over and shouted: "What's going on? Mr. Li, please take your hands, hurry up, and get the medical kit!"
Even though they have a lot of dissatisfaction in their hearts, the current cooperative relationship has not yet been established, and both of them are still valuable. Manager Zhao suppressed the anger in his heart and looked at Li Jingyuan with a worried expression.
However, since so many people's attention has gathered, he needs a reasonable explanation to whitewash the situation.
"Both of you are good friends of mine, Mr. Zhao, and also my honored guests in Anyang. After all, both of you are leaders in Anyang's business community. Is there any conflict that needs to be reconciled?"
Li Jingyuan sneered, his eyes still tightly grasping Wen Changxun's watery blue eyes.
He said: "There is nothing to mediate. Young Master Wen and I hit it off as old friends and chatted a few more words."
Wen Changxun's eyes were cold and he did not give in. However, after Manager Zhao came back, he immediately put away the terrifying aura of aggression on his body for a moment, as well as a certain aura that was not inferior to Li Jingyuan.
He nodded calmly and added: "Indeed not."
There is nothing to mediate.
It's not that there are no contradictions.
Their conflicts cannot be reconciled, and they are unwilling to mediate.
The people around looked at each other suspiciously, and the corners of their eyes trembled slightly.
Still feeling like old friends at first sight? You’re lying to a child!
Although they didn't know about the rift between the two, everyone was well aware of the relationship between the capitalists and couldn't help but complain in their hearts.
Feng Jiaren hurried forward with the medicine box, her beautiful eyes full of reproach and distress. She tremblingly wanted to hold the man's hand, but before she could say a word, she was pushed away by Li Jingyuan with undisguised disgust.
She staggered and screamed, with tears of grievance in her eyes.
There was no extra glance from the man, only playful glances from the people around him.
How much shame would she, the dignified eldest daughter of the Feng family, have to lose for this man?
Feng Jiaren was immediately ashamed, covered her face and left.
The atmosphere immediately became awkward. Manager Zhao smiled brightly, waved his hand towards the unimportant spectators, and gave his assistant a look.
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, the dinner continues, everyone has a good meal and a good drink."