Chapter 58

The visitor knocked at the door before opening the door.

Walking in front is indeed yuan yuan, and behind him is a man, about 30.

Wearing a suit and coat, his hair is meticulously wiped behind his forehead, his sword eyebrows, stars and eyes, and his nose is high, which is also an uncommon good appearance.

South Vietnam stood up and quietly glanced at the grand scene.

Yesterday's Chu ye and today's all have something to do with him.

Sure enough, do handsome guys play with handsome guys?

Ren Ran has seen both the live broadcast of South Vietnam and the stage of South Vietnam. It will be cold to see the private South Vietnam face to face. It's rare to be stunned for a few seconds.

"South Vietnam, Hello, meet again!" Ren Jiayuan walked quickly to Nanyue, looking a little excited.

Nanyue smiled at her: "Hello, Yuan Yuan."

"My full name is Ren Jiayuan, Jiajia of the award, yuan of new year's day."

Ren Jiayuan, like a little adult, shook hands with South Vietnam, and then lowered his voice mysteriously.

"You are beautiful again today!"

South Vietnam blinked: "today, I really put on a very beautiful makeup."

Speaking of make-up, Ren Jiayuan remembered the so-called insiders who broke the news when he brushed his microblog this morning.

But before she could speak, she was patted on the head.

"Hello, Miss Nan. I'm Ren Ran, Yuanyuan's father." Ren Ran stretched out his hand and added, "burning fire."

"Hello, Mr. Ren." South Vietnam also stretched out its right hand and took it back after holding it gently.

Ren Huo only felt that the touch in his hand was very delicate and soft, like a breeze, which was difficult to grasp.

Realizing that a faint line of sight swept over, he put down his hand and smiled: "please sit down. The road was a little blocked when we came, which kept you waiting."

"It's all right. I just came here." South Vietnam sat down again.

Ren Jiayuan naturally sat close to her, while Ren Ran sat next to Sheng Jingheng.

Then, Nanyue heard that Ren Jiayuan was very careful and restrained and shouted "second cousin".

Ren Ran also had a simple chat with Sheng Jingheng. The tone was casual, which showed that the relationship was not general.

Nanyue has no intention of exploring the specific relationship between them. Like Ren Jiayuan, Nanyue is clever and exchanges eyes from time to time.

Then someone knocked at the door and came in to serve.

In addition, a bottle of red wine and a bottle of milk were served.

Seeing Nan Yue looking at the waiter opening the bottle to sober up, Ren Ran asked, "Miss Nan, can you drink?"

South Vietnam pondered, nodded and said, "you can try it."

"Wow, I'm not the only one drinking milk," Ren Jiayuan said, but there was nothing he could do. "Why do you happen to be eighteen?"

Nanyue smiled and teased her: "I've been eighteen or nine months."

Ren Jiayuan snorted and went to open the milk bottle.

When he woke up, Ren Ran asked the waiter to go down. He took the bottle and poured a cup for Nanyue first.

It's said to be a cup. In fact, it's less than one third. The red wine is pure and delicious. Once you smell it, you're a little drunk.

Ren Ran looked at Nanyue with a smile, shook his glass strangely, smelled the wine, and then frowned slightly.

Then, he remembered to look at the people around him and raised his eyebrows to indicate: "do you enjoy your face today?"

Sheng Jingheng stretched out his hand and moved the goblet to his side. The answer was self-evident.

Ren Ran smiled helplessly: "you can say two more words occasionally. Don't always be so boring."

"OK." Sheng Jingheng answered simply, but he didn't spit out more words.

Looking at the two of them, Nanyue and Ren Jiayuan couldn't help smiling at each other. After laughing, the latter shrugged his shoulders, saying that they were no longer surprised.

After pouring the wine, we finally came to the point.

Ren Huo picked up his glass and looked at South Vietnam: "I was on a business trip last week, so I've been putting it off until now. Thank you for stopping the old lady and calling yuan back. "