Song Xiang really admired Suman. No matter what the occasion, she could deal with it calmly and with a straight back and a strong front.
Gong Shiheng sat down, poured a glass of wine for Suman, "You're promoting me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Xiang immediately noticed that Li Ying's expression turned cold and her eyes looked strange.
She suspected that Li Ying was interested in Gong Shiheng yesterday, but now that she saw it, she was almost inseparable.
What to do about severe cold?
Forget it, it’s natural that no one loves him.
I was laughing at Shun Han in my heart, but when I raised my head, I met the cold and stern eyes.
Song Xiang: "..."
She straightened her back, closed the menu, and said without fear of death: "I want a mango sticky rice dish."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was silence on the table for a moment.
Except for Suman and Gu Wanru, everyone else knew that Yan Han was allergic to mangoes.
Yan Han had a grimace on his face and was releasing cold air from head to toe. It was like a mobile air conditioner.
Suman didn't know and asked for a glass of mango juice from Song Xiang.
The mango has a strong flavor, and as soon as it is served, the whole space is filled with fruity aroma.
Song Xiang looked like he didn't know anything about it, took a big spoonful into his mouth, and enjoyed it very much.
Yan Han's brows were piled up, and he drank two sips of tea in a row, but the smell of mango still made his brain hurt.
Song Xiang had just been defeated by him, and now he took advantage of the large number of people to take revenge unscrupulously. Anyway, it was just a smell, and he would not die.
The two competed silently.
But Li Ying kept staring at Suman and said in a bad tone, "You are so young, I heard you are already the director?"
Suman took a sip of juice and said, "If I had Miss Li's fate, I would have been the director five years ago."
Everyone: "..."
Suman is really amazing, and Gu Wanru looks particularly weird sitting next to her.
Li Ying snorted and really wanted to say that Suman was shameless.
Next to her, Nian Anxi poured her a glass of juice and spoke first: "I heard that you are going to participate in the national standard recently?"
Song Xiang listened and immediately felt something was wrong, but Suman had already spoken.
"Yes, making preparations."
Nian Anxi smiled and looked at Yan Han, "Li Han, you really shouldn't have teased Song Xiang today. You almost delayed other people's important events."
Song Xiang swallowed the mango in her mouth hard, already anticipating what Yan Han was going to say next.
Sure enough, Yan Han didn't even raise his eyes. He opened his thin lips and uttered a few words, "That's the national standard."
The implication is that not everyone can do it.
Song Xiang gritted his teeth, a little annoyed, lowered his head and took two tablespoons of mango rice into his mouth.
She didn't want to argue, but she couldn't stop Suman's mouth, let alone Nian Anxi's.
Nian Anxi smiled helplessly and glanced at Yan Han with a slightly annoyed look, "The important thing is to participate."
Join your sister!
Song Xiang cursed in her heart. She used to regard Nian Anxi as her goal, but now it seems that Nian Anxi is not much higher than Wenxin.
She didn't speak, but Gu Wanru, who had been silent, spoke.
"Does this young lady think we are overestimating our capabilities?"
She spoke straightforwardly, her tone was light, and her emotions could not be heard. She was not looking for trouble, but she was really unfriendly.
Nian Anxi was stunned for a moment and quickly patted her forehead, "Sorry, sorry, I said the wrong thing. You shouldn't say such unlucky words before bidding."
She turned to look at Song Xiang, clasping her hands together, "Don't take it to heart."
Song Xiang took out a tissue and wiped the corners of her mouth casually, "It's just one sentence, Sister An Xi is too nervous."
Suman chuckled, "That's right, it's like it was just a joke."
There are three women in one drama, let alone five women on the table now. The atmosphere is so strange that it almost explodes.
Yan Han circled his mouth with one hand, coughed twice with an ugly expression, and forcefully broke the silence.