Chapter 539

Dada dada——

A rush of high heels was particularly abrupt in the quiet corridor of the hotel.

In a box, Zuo zhangang finished a meal and dealt with the guests. He drank a lot of wine on an empty stomach. Now he sat in a chair and made a pot of hot tea to kill the smell of wine.

Let the waiter serve a few more dishes and think about how much to eat, otherwise he can't stand stomach disease.

With a bang, the door was roughly pushed open.

To be exact, it was knocked open.

Zuo Zhan looked at the panting young woman at the door in surprise. Her white cheeks were slightly red, her delicate makeup was sweating, and a pair of watery apricot eyes looked at him.

At the moment when the four eyes handed over, there was silence.

"That, you..."

Zuo Zhan continued to drink tea, and there were creases between Qingjun's eyebrows.

"... are you Zuo Shao? Zuo Zhan is you, right?" The woman finally said a complete sentence.

Zuo Zhanqing raised his cold eyes and hardly looked at her, but he nodded his head slightly and said slowly, "what's up?"

"Ah, it's really you. You look... Very handsome." The woman looked at Zuo Zhan for a moment.

This is like the market's eye for choosing pets, which is really unpleasant.

Zuo Zhan's only patience has also run out. Just about to open her mouth to chase people, the woman came up and said, "my name is Xia Qianqian, and my father is Xia Maochang."

Zuo Zhanwei thought and said "Oh" softly.

The woman wondered, "you don't want to say anything more?"

Zuo Zhan feels that this person is very impolite. The Xia family is also a wealthy family. The two companies occasionally cooperate. When they have a private relationship, he also calls Xia Maochang to say uncle Xia. The only only only daughter is so ill educated, but Xia Qianqian... Zuo Zhan's fluctuating thoughts think of a person.

Liao Jiangcheng.

After listening to Rui Shen's report before, someone introduced the daughter of Xia family to Liao Jiangcheng. I don't know how they developed, but at this time, Xia Qianqian appeared in front of him. Is it because he inspired others to write another article?

With this idea in mind, Zuo Zhanqing said, "Uncle Xia's daughter, Miss Xia, what are you doing?"

"Expensive..." Xia Qianqian pursed his lips. He seemed to dislike this way of speaking, took a deep breath, pulled his chair sideways and sat down on the left side. "Let's say, Shiwei Shiqi and I are classmates, and my father and uncle Zuo are also old friends. From many angles, it seems that I should call you brother Sheng."

The left corner of his lips was slightly tilted, and he was silent like a smile.

"Then I'll talk straight, brother. Do you have an appointment?"

Zuo Zhan, "..."

He boasted that he had read countless people in his life and met all kinds of people, but he was the first to be so direct.

Should I admire the girl's courage, or should I say she has a simple mind?

And outside the box.

Yan Shiwei looked at the figure in the crack of the door in surprise. A black line appeared on her helpless face. She stepped back in embarrassment and fear and made a phone call on her mobile phone.

"Jianghu emergency, asaki, come to Baiyue right away... Don't worry about anything. Anyway, if I want to ask about Xia Qianqian later, I'll say it's your idea. I'll transfer you when I bring it back..."

After closing the line, Yan Shiwei's heart is still hanging in the air.

What should she say about Xia Qianqian? When her friends get together for dinner, Xia Qianqian runs next door to 'harass' her brother. What's the matter?

In the box.

"Brother, will you make an appointment? You're giving me a happy word." Xia Qianqian blinked his big eyes and looked at Zuo Zhan.

Zuo Zhan took a cigarette, took out the lighter to light the fire, and then played ash in the ashtray. "Either even his first name and last name, or he's called brother Zhan."

"Well, brother Zhan."

"No appointment."

Xia Qianqian's lost face was not covered up.

"Go out and take the door, thank you."

"Hey, brother Zhan, you see, I'm not bad, am I? If you want to worry about something later, it's OK. Our two families are equal. My father won't trouble you. As for me... I haven't planned to get married and won't ask you to be responsible, let's make an appointment!" Xia Qianqian had seen Zuo Zhan's photos from financial magazines a few years ago, and he liked them out of control. Otherwise, why do you want to be a best friend with Yan Shiwei? Not to get close to her brother.

It's also a coincidence. While having dinner with Yan Shiwei, Xia Qianqian overheard the news of Zuo Zhan's divorce. Xia Qianqian doesn't want to miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The light smoke came out of his left mouth, and he narrowed his eyes, "you want to have sex with me, do you know me?"

"Of course..."

Halfway through, Xia Qianqian was silent.

She just likes the men who occupy this section on the left. She doesn't know much about others.

"Come on, let me introduce you to someone." Zuo Zhan took out his mobile phone and called up a picture.

Xia Qianqian looked at it and said, "this is not that..."

"Yes, that's her." Zuo Zhan had a cigarette in his mouth. "Let me tell you a story about me and her."

……

Later, for more than an hour, Zuo Zhan talked while eating and motioned Xia Qianqian to have dinner from time to time. He told a long story slowly.

Xia Qianqian was absent-minded from listening carefully at first, and then speechless. This is not a bold courtship or a disguised date with her. She has nothing to sit here and listen to others' scattering dog food '.

She heaved a long sigh and interrupted Zuo Zhan's words with a gesture. "Brother, no, brother Zhan, you just want to tell me that there is someone in your heart and we can't make an appointment, right?"

"I hear it."

Xia Qianqian, "..."

Inside and outside, she came here to be funny, didn't she!

She got up in shame and anger and threw a sentence, "sick!" He left with his bag.

Zuo Zhan scratched his lower lip. He didn't know who was ill.

Such a heartless thing... It seems that Liao Jiangcheng doesn't have a good eye for choosing women.

Facts have proved that Liao Jiangcheng has nothing to do with this woman, because someone is around him now

Liao Jiangcheng was covered with water mist. He tied a bath towel at random around his tall and strong waist, maintaining the posture of rubbing his short hair with a towel in one hand and holding the bathroom door just opened with the other hand. He was expressionless and frowned slightly.

In front of him, song Xintian, who was hot, was looking at him with expectation on his face. In his beautiful eyes, he burst out shy flowers, stretched out his slender jade hand, and his voice was weak, "Er Shao, i... I want to accompany you."

Straightforward, clear and concise.

"I don't want to." Liao Jiangcheng is also clean and tidy.

It's normal for men to be lecherous, but if they think about that all day, it's a complete waste, so he's always fantasizing about making wishes. He's ashamed to think about it.

Why are you thinking of her again.

Liao Jiangcheng frowned angrily, strode around the woman in front of him and said, "get out."

Song Xintian was stunned and didn't move.

Slowly turned back and looked at the man who had walked to the French window. His height, legs and strong body were perfect as any catwalk model. The fierce animal tattoo on his back was vivid, which set off the rampant human evil spirit, as if he showed the domineering ruffian spirit in his bones incisively and vividly.

She swallowed her saliva inexplicably. Everyone has a love for beauty. The second is the man she only wants to sleep. This is very normal. Song Xintian did some psychological construction and went back to the past.

"Er Shao, you like making wishes." Her direct tone brought certainty.

Liao Jiangcheng was slightly stunned, grabbed his hair and turned to look at her.

"But she doesn't like you, and it's impossible for you." Song Xintian looks straight at the man in front of her and has clean eyes without fear. "As long as she is still alive for a day, she will not forget her parents' death. Although Mr. Liao has passed away and the grievances are over, the psychological burden will follow her all her life. Maybe one day she will be moved by your sincerity, but it's not worth putting all her hopes on her alone."

"Are you sure you want to defend yourself for her?"

When song Xintian said this, she had already put her hand around his neck in the man's threatening eyes, and slowly stood on tiptoe and kissed him.

Liao Jiangcheng's body suddenly froze. It's not song Xintian's behavior. There are more women throwing themselves into her arms. He's not surprised. It's just that he has been abstinent for so long and is about to become a monk. Is it just for... Her?!

"Er Shao..." Song Xintian couldn't get a response for a long time, and her whisper voice was more aggrieved.

Liao Jiangcheng quickly calmed down. He brushed away the woman in front of him, pointed to the direction of the big bed, and said a word on the sliding Adam's apple——

"Take it off!"