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In the banquet hall.

As the two main characters of this banquet: the Zheng Feiyue who saved others and the Zhu Xiaofeng who was saved, they had already been completely reduced to marginal figures.

The main characters were Wang Youhan and Zhu Lan.

It was said that one mountain doesn't allow two tigers. Similarly, a single dining table couldn't accommodate two beautiful women.

Needless to say, Wang Youhan had lost once since she was young, and when she was still with Zheng Feiyue at the KTV, she had encountered a woman who did not pale in comparison to him in all aspects.

Although Zhu Lan's awareness of attack was not strong, but she was not willing to be behind people. Besides, she was the main sponsor of the banquet today. How could a random person steal the limelight from her?

Thus, the two women began to fight openly and secretly.

At first, the reason for their struggle was related to Zheng Feiyue, but not long later, the topic shifted to the women. Wang Youhan brought up her alma mater with a face full of pride, while Zhu Lan was very confident in her height.

In the end, the two of them began to talk about the topic of "who has more suitors". Their intentions were quite clear, and it could be said that this old lady wanted to prove that she had more charisma than you!

Not only that, they also had two bottles of red wine.

Zheng Feiyue and Zhu Xiaofeng who were listening at the side were dumbstruck.

One was the CEO who looked elegant and proud in Zheng Feiyue's eyes, the other was the pure and warm elder sister in Zhu Xiaofeng's eyes, at that moment she was like a man who drank too much … He was bragging.

That's right, they were really bragging.

When Zhu Lan said that she was going to college, for the people chasing her to go from Zheng Dazhang to the Yellow River, she was definitely drinking too much. Wang Youhan's alcohol tolerance was a bit stronger, she did not blow too much – her pursuers only lined up on four streets.

In the end, both women said they were tired and drunk, and they panted and glared at each other.

Zheng Xinyue who had been playing flat metal all this while stood up, and said to his brother: "In a while, who will you send home?"

Swish swish!

Two pairs of beautiful and blurry eyes looked at the same time.

Zheng Feiyue: "Little sister, why did you suddenly ask about this?"

Zheng Xinyue said: "It's soon over, I still need to go back to school to read."

Zheng Feiyue, "..."

Who should he send home first?

This answer would either kill or cripple anyone, it was a good thing that Zheng Feiyue was smart, he laughed: "Haha, my car is big, let's go everyone, let's go together!"

"Bang!" "Bang!"

The two women fell down one after the other. Not only did they drink two bottles of red wine, but they also drank the beer on the table.

"Brother-in-law, awesome!" Zhu Xiaofeng stood up and gave Zheng Feiyue a big thumbs up.

Regardless of where he stood, if it was Zhu Xiaofeng, Brother-in-law's operation today, he felt that this would be the pinnacle of his life.

"Cut the crap, pull your sister and send the two of you back first." Zheng Feiyue felt a headache.

Driving on the road, Zheng Feiyue looked at the women sitting in the back seat, and was extremely glad that he had bought a big carriage. If the car had been a little smaller, it might not have been able to make it back today.

He first sent Zhu Lan to the school's teachers' apartment, and then put his sister down while he was at it. Then, he prepared to send the CEO back home.

The question of deja vu came up again.

He didn't know where the president's house was?

Following the principle of being responsible and thrifty, Zheng Feiyue carried Wang Youhan to her house and threw her fiercely onto the bed, revealing an excited smile.

"Next, I have to do something exciting."

Zheng Feiyue rubbed his hands together, went to his sister's room and took some tools from her, then laughed mischievously as he pounced towards Wang Youhan who was unconscious on the bed.

Five minutes later.

Zheng Feiyue looked at Wang Youhan who had been cut into two ponytails, and excitedly took out her phone and started to work hard to take pictures. Not only her, but the two of them was also taken together.

After shooting the two ponytails, Zheng Feiyue changed their shape to "Single ponytail version Wang Youhan", "disheveled version Wang Youhan", "big bright version Wang Youhan", "cute looking version Wang Youhan".

After "things", Zheng Feiyue looked at the collection of Wang Youhan on her phone and clicked her tongue, "As expected of the goddess, she's always so beautiful no matter how you try … This cute one is not bad. Let's make an emoji pack first. "

All this while, Zheng Feiyue had an idea which was to store the normally serious and upright Great Leader into his own phone as if he was "easy to get along with".

Today, he had finally realized this thought, and he felt his mind and body relax, even more so than that.

"Have a good night's sleep, I'm going to work." Zheng Feiyue patted Wang Youhan's face, and warned him not to take advantage of's predicament, and turned around and left as though she was enduring the pain.

An unknown amount of time passed.

Wang Youhan slowly woke up and saw a very small room. On the head of the bed, there was a photo of Zheng Feiyue taking a selfie, the grin making him look like a big wolf.

"Why am I in this guy's house?"

She shook her head, then realized that her hair was disheveled, as if she had undergone some intense and unspeakable exercise, but there was nothing unusual about her body.

It was a familiar feeling.

"Forget it, I won't think about it." Wang Youhan took out her phone and immediately called Zheng Feiyue.

She muttered, "What did you do to me? Why does my hair look like a chicken coop? "

Zheng Feiyue smiled shamelessly and said, "Open your WeChat."

Wang Youhan blurrily opened WeChat to find that Zheng Feiyue had sent his a folder. She opened it to take a look, and it was as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water over his head, instantly clearing everything out.

"Zheng Feiyue, I will kill you!" Wang Youhan gritted her teeth.

"..."

Another sunny morning.

Zheng Feiyue was called "Meeting" by Wang Youhan as he went to his office. In the next half an hour, the two battled until one side was completely drained of energy.

"Delete my expression bag!" Wang Youhan sweated profusely and grinded her teeth.

Zheng Feiyue chuckled: "It's impossible to delete it, it's impossible to delete it in this lifetime. He had no motivation to go to work, nor did he have the money to spend. He could only take out his boss's expression bag to take a look, and only then could he maintain the appearance of a worker. The Leader is beautiful, the expression bag is also beautiful, I really like it. "

"Die!"

Ten minutes later.

Wang Youhan calmed down a little. Some people would not easily let go of their words and only wait for a chance to delete the pictures on his phone.

Suddenly, Wang Youhan thought of something, and said: "I almost forgot, yesterday, President Zhao of the Charity Association invited you to participate in the Hope Primary School's cutting and cutting event next week. He didn't have your contact information, and asked me to notify you."

Zheng Feiyue said: As long as the money is in my account, then there is no need for me to go.

He was different from those wealthy merchants who relied on charity to maintain their social image. Zheng Feiyue sincerely wanted to help the kids in the mountain area.

"It's best if he comes out." Wang Youhan slowly said: "As the biggest contributor to the Hope Project, if you do not appear, it will make things difficult for the charity headquarters. After all, the media will be present."

Zheng Feiyue still didn't really want to go.

"I'll go when the time comes." Wang Youhan said indifferently, her big eyes lit up.

Zheng Feiyue replied without thinking: "Since that's the case, then let's go together.