C10 Don't Drive Me away Okay

Fu Yuan's expression worsened. Zhou Yu, who had been muttering to himself, opened his hazy and intoxicated eyes and saw a man standing in front of him. He seemed to have suffered some sort of provocation as he suddenly let go of Jiang Wang Shu and pounced towards Fu Yuan, muttering, "Do you dislike me too? Do you think I'm dirty too? But that wasn't my fault. Why didn't you want me? "Why?"

Jiang Wenshu reacted and tried to hold her back, but he couldn't. Zhou Yu dived into Fu Yuan's embrace, hugging his waist.

"Zhou Yu …" Jiang Wangshu tried to break her arm, but this drunken woman's strength was not to be underestimated. She was also afraid of hurting Jiang Wangshu, so of course she couldn't get any results.

Fu Yuan glanced at Jiang Wenshu. She hadn't expected such a thing to happen. She looked at him, at a complete loss. She was extremely anxious.

He tried to break Zhou Yu's hand, but the woman's hands were tightly clasped around his waist. The moment he moved, she would scream out loud, and there were a few passersby by the river.

"Zhou Yu, wake up. It's time for us to go back." Jiang Wenshu still couldn't tear himself away from her. His tone was helpless.

Zhou Yu choked with sobs, "No, I'm not going back, I want to stay with you. Please don't chase me away, okay?"

"Let go!"

He grabbed at the back of his waist and used a bit more strength to pull her away. His suit jacket was rubbing away his tears and the mixture of rouge and lipstick, which he could no longer take. He took it off and casually threw it into the trash can by the side of the road, gritting his teeth as he asked Jiang Wangshu, "Is this your colleague?"

Jiang Wenshu nodded. "She …" That's why it's like this. "

Not daring to waste any more time with him, Jiang Wenshu propped Zhou Yu up and looked at the suit jacket in the trash can. He then asked, "Do you have a social event today?" "Then the clothes …"

"It's not important, I'll help you send her back first. You can't handle her by yourself."

"I can do it, but your social interaction is more important."

A taxi just happened to drive over. Jiang Wangshu stopped it, and without caring about Fu Yuan's expression, he first sent Zhou Yu to the taxi, then turned around and said his farewells, "I'll send her back. Your clothes …" If you still have the time, why don't you go back and change your clothes. I'll be leaving first, you … Being able to socialize is being able to socialize, don't drink too much alcohol. "

He caught a glimpse of him fumbling for a cigarette in his pocket and added, "Don't smoke that much."

The red taxi quickly disappeared from his sight. Fu Yuan lowered his head to smell his scent. He frowned. Just as he was about to send a message to Meng Fan, Meng Fan's message arrived.

I'm almost there. Where are you?

He canceled the call for another day, jabbed his finger at the screen, and replied in three words: We're on our way.

In any case, he had already promised her that he would. It wasn't good to just temporarily leave the pigeons there, so after paying her a visit, he wouldn't owe her anything, saving her the trouble in the future.

The two arranged to meet in a restaurant. Little Ding had been ordered by Ji Lang to order a couple's restaurant. There were only two seats in the restaurant. When the waiter saw the handsome couple, he warmly welcomed them and asked if they had an appointment.

Fu Yu An gave his name, and the waiter quickly led the two to their seats. There was an exquisite round table made of marble, and a candlestick. There was even a bouquet of roses where Meng Fan was seated.

Ji Lang was a considerate person, but Fu Yuan didn't expect that this man was so considerate that even roses were arranged for him.

It was supposed to be a simple meal, but with Ji Lang playing with it, the matter became complicated. It was a couple's restaurant, and it was also a rose.

Fu Yu An frowned, not knowing how to explain everything.

In his heart, Meng Fan was overjoyed the moment he entered the restaurant. He had thought that he had forgotten about her, but this arrangement seemed to be premeditated. Whether he was truly passionate or just acting cold, she was starting to have a hard time figuring it out.

The waiter brought the menu for them to order, and when Yu An asked what she wanted to eat, Meng Fan shook his head. "It's my first time here, so I don't know what's good." He then asked the waiter, "Do you have any recommendations?"

The waiter said there was a new couple's dinner, which tasted good, and suggested they try it.

Fu Yu An's frown deepened. Just as he was about to explain, he didn't expect Meng Fan to be faster than him. He smiled and explained to the waiter, "You're mistaken. We aren't a couple. We're friends."

When he said the two words' friend ', Meng Fan raised his eyebrows and looked at Fu Yuan. Although he clearly explained it, his eyes clearly showed his feelings.

The relationship between a man and a woman was never monotonous. The waiter clearly saw it and immediately understood what was going on. He then recommended another set of dishes.

Actually, what to eat wasn't important. What was important was who to eat with. Meng Fan was so engrossed with his food that he paid all his attention to Yu An. Naturally, he wanted to recommend something to eat.