Some people are destined not to be lost in public. The dance floor was full of people, but when Lan Jingyu walked in, he was very eye-catching.
He was still holding the cat, and he had a different kind of tenderness about him, which was somewhat incompatible with the ambiguous atmosphere of the midnight show.
Li Ying was holding on to the wall. She was standing higher than the dance floor. She could clearly see Lan Jingyu's target by squinting.
In the centermost booth, Jiang Ancheng was sitting with a girl in his arms, and Gong Zheng was sitting on the sofa opposite.
Lan Jingyu suddenly appeared, and the surrounding warblers dispersed instantly, not daring to get close.
With a careless smile on his face, Jiang Ancheng looked at the visitor approaching, casually let go of the girl in his arms, and stood up with the wine glass in hand.
From Li Ying's perspective, as soon as Jiang Ancheng stood up, Lan Jingyu put his feet on the coffee table in front of him, pushed the coffee table against his legs, and forced Jiang Ancheng to sit back on the sofa.
People around looked at each other, and the music on the stage was a little too loud.
Lan Jingyu stepped on the coffee table with a very rude force.
The white cat lay on his shoulder, rubbing against his neck so softly that he could still free his hands to stroke the cat through his coat.
One side is lazy and gentle, the other side is fierce and strong. The two temperaments appear at the same time, and they are not inconsistent, but overflow with some soft beauty.
Li Ying stood up and watched, taking in the entire picture.
She clicked her tongue and muttered out of pure appreciation, "This guy is really handsome..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Gong Zheng stood up in the booth and went up to grab Lan Jingyu, probably to try to persuade him to make peace.
There were too many people around, and Li Ying couldn't see clearly.
She stepped on her feet again and again, but still couldn't see. She curled her lips and could only turn around.
Putting his hands behind his back, he hummed a tune and walked upstairs. Thinking about Lan Jingyu's character, it was only normal to go back to settle accounts with Jiang Ancheng.
She walked along the corridor, looking for her room.
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downstairs
"I didn't touch that little girl. Are you pretending to be so excited?" Jiang Ancheng said mockingly.
Gong Zheng clicked his tongue and stopped Lan Jingyu, urging him to shut up.
"Acheng, you know who passed it. If Luo Xu wants to save her, let her come back on her own and send you back to test her. What's the point?"
Jiang Ancheng raised the corner of his mouth, leaned back, and looked up at the expressionless Lan Jingyu, "If I hadn't come back first and seen you being held by another woman, it would have to be Ah Xu. Do you think she can
I can bear it."
Lan Jingyu: "Whether she can stand it or not has nothing to do with me. If you feel sorry for her, just marry her instead of letting her come out and be disgusting."
"you!"
Jiang Ancheng didn't expect him to speak so heartlessly, and his face darkened, "Are you and that girl serious?"
Lan Jingyu: "Is it true or false? Do I need to report it to you?"
Seeing that tensions were about to escalate again, Gong Zheng came out to smooth things over and said to Jiang Ancheng: "Ayu is single and innocent with the little princess. Why are you messing around?"
He pushed Lan Jingyu and said, "You should stop saying a few words. We are all brothers. Why are you acting like enemies?"
"Come on, come on, sit down, it's been a long time since we last met, let's have a drink."
It was rare for Lan Jingyu not to give him face. Not only did he not sit down, his attitude towards Jiang Ancheng did not change at all. He said coldly: "Give her a message. Whether I have someone now or not, it has nothing to do with her. She also needs face."
If you have the ability to cut my face with a knife, don’t even think about turning around!"
After he finished speaking, he walked out of the crowd arrogantly regardless of Jiang Ancheng's reaction.