Chapter 125

When it comes to injections, Qin Yanran recently wanted to do a lift. She felt that her face shape was not delicate enough and had a tendency to droop.

"Xiaojin, I'm going to try this one."

She handed the mobile phone to Song Jin to see, micro plastic surgery is very popular now, but the old aunt is not very concerned: "if you need to go, pay attention to safety."

"Well, I've made an appointment."

She then secretly looked at the location of Lu Nanyu. She couldn't hear him. She took back her cell phone with a smile.

At noon, in order to treat Qin Yanran well, Song Jin specially let the kitchen make a full dinner. Once again, Qin Yanran was so shocked that she had no words. She just wanted to take a picture secretly to show off later.

The long table, from one end to the other, was full of delicacies, countless delicacies, some of which she could not name at all.

Song Jin put two bottles of red wine on her hand. She looked at the bottle and found that she couldn't take down a few hundred thousand bottles.

Lu's luxury once again tickles her heart and hair. Under Song Jin's persuasion, she has long forgotten that she can't drink.

This wine has been treasured by Lu Nancheng for many years. Today Song Jin takes it out with his consent, but there are additional conditions. She can only drink one cup.

She poured herself a cup of old wine and sipped it gently. The liquid flowed gently on the tip of her tongue, with its unique mellow aroma and wine flavor. After swallowing it, she tasted it carefully. It is indeed a good wine that Lu Nancheng has kept for many years.

After Qin Yanran took a sip, she immediately realized the difference between good wine. She half narrowed her eyes and took another sip. What she used to drink was like chicken ribs, which could not be compared with her. All of a sudden, she improved her taste buds and requirements.

Today, although Lu Nanyu is not in a good mood, he is also considerate in etiquette. Let's raise our glasses.

Qin Yanran looked at the table full of delicacies, a bit unable to start, Song Jin warm hospitality.

Lu Nancheng doesn't speak much. It's more like the background. Even in the face of a table full of delicious food, she just concentrates on eating an ordinary fried dish in front of her. Qin Yanran can't understand it.

If you think about it, I'm afraid you've eaten too many delicacies and vegetables occasionally.

Under Song Jin's warm hospitality, Qin Yanran ate a lot of seafood and drank more than half a bottle of red wine. She had a good amount of wine, but she underestimated the age of the wine. The dinner was not over yet. Her white face was slightly red, the wine began to rise, her eyes were blurred, and she was a bit dizzy.

She was flustered and asked the servant to pour her a glass of water, but Song Jin was still pouring wine for her. The way she tried to persuade her to drink fell into Lu Nancheng's eyes and Lu Nanyu's eyes.

"Xiaojin, I can't drink any more."

"The last one."

There was only a little wine left in the bottle. Song Jin poured it all into Qin Yanran's glass: "that's it."

Qin Yanran had some difficulties in advancing and retreating, and some greedy cups. At last, she drank all of them. Just as the servant poured water, she gulped down, but it didn't help much. The wine all poured up, which made her feel a little uncomfortable and unable to maintain her elegant appearance.

She leaned back in the chair and looked at Song Jin with bewildered eyes. Her admiration was expressed directly.

"Xiaojin, your necklace is so beautiful."

"Well, your necklace looks good, too."

She politely praised each other, but let Qin Yanran heart depressed: "my money is not worth, I'm afraid it's not worth your change."

It's very disrespectful to say it directly, but Qin Yanran, who is not very sober, added: "I don't know when I can buy it."

Lu Nanyu's attitude towards Miss Qin became more and more ha ha. I'm afraid it's not suitable for him.

Song Jin eyes sly glanced at Lu Nanyu, concerned mouth: "Yan Ran, you drunk."

"I'm not drunk."

She tilted her head and looked at the dishes all over the table. She belched with wine, without the elegance and dignity of a celebrity.

Song Jin timely put forward: "Nanyu, you take Yanran upstairs to have a rest."

"Good."

She couldn't go back immediately. She was so soft that she was caught in a chair. Lu Nanyu pulled her up and helped her to go upstairs.

Song Jin looks at her like a play, but she finds Lu Nancheng staring at her.

She held her chin and blinked: "Mr. Lu, are you full?"

"Your friendship with Qin Yanran is really impressive."

With irony in his words, Song Jin explained: "should the guests like me? Lu Nancheng, your hospitality is not very polite."

Lu Nancheng takes a breath and doesn't argue. People with clear eyes can see that Qin Yanran likes red wine very much.

Song Jin is too lazy to talk to him, so she gets up and goes upstairs.

She was standing at the top of the stairs on the second floor, listening to the voice of the third floor.

At the moment, Qin Yanran is lying on the sofa in the reception hall. The sofa under her is not as big and soft as her home. It's hard for her to compare when she lies on it. In addition to the simple decoration in front of her, what she has been hiding in her heart comes out in the spirit of wine.

"Nan Yu, you are much more low-key than I expected."Lu Nanyu said with a smile, "what do you imagine it to be like?"

"Lu family is a rich family. You should be a rich man. You can't afford to eat and wear as much as ordinary people."

he did not speak quietly, but Qin Yan Ran to Tucao: "you make complaints about your house."

"What do you like?"

She looked up and thought, "at least let people see that every inch is gold."

"What kind of life do you want?"

"There are so many servants, so luxurious."

Lu Nanyu turns around and laughs louder. She already knows that 90% of her love for herself is based on Lu's wealth, and the remaining 10% is him.

Jiang Yun's daughter-in-law is such a person. He thought she was different from Mrs. Qin, but now it seems to be the same.

Qin Yanran didn't know what she had said at all. She was still murmuring about the discomfort of sleeping on the sofa. Lu Nanyu's eyes flashed over her reddish face and told the truth after drinking.

Song Jin is resting downstairs. Looking at the passing of time, she is in a hurry. She runs downstairs to the kitchen and cuts the fruit.

In the reception hall on the third floor, Lu Nanyu stands in front of the window with her pocket in her hand. Qin Yanran lies on the sofa without any image, and her high heels are kicked to the ground.

"Sister in law."

Song Jin put down the fruit plate, glanced at her state: "no nonsense?"

Lu Nanyu nodded. Those words were not nonsense, they were true.

"That's good. If she's noisy and you call me, I'll be downstairs."

Qin Yanran, who is sleeping, hears Song Jin's voice and opens her eyes vaguely. She happens to see her standing in front of her. She has changed a suit of clothes and accessories, which suddenly stimulates her nerves. She struggles to sit up: "Xiao Jin, I really envy you."