She thinks she is very good, everything is good, good-looking, good figure, there is no reason why men would not like it.
However, many people don't like girls like this, not to mention girls don't like them, boys don't like them either, but she just doesn't know.
Chen Bingjing brought the juice to Wen Zeyang's side again, and said to Wen Zeyang with a sweet smile, "Here is the juice."
"I'll get it for you." Chen Bingjing knew that she couldn't sit here, so she just came to deliver juice.
"Thank you." Wen Zeyang politely said thank you to Chen Bingjing.
Chen Bingjing actually wanted to sit with them, but they didn't ask her to sit down, and she felt quite embarrassed: "You're welcome, then I'll go find my mother."
"Well, let's go." Ruan Bingyue nodded.
Chen Bingjing smiled awkwardly, and then left.
"Oh, look, look...they brought you some drinks." Gu Chuxue deliberately said sourly to Wen Zeyang.
Wen Zeyang rolled a blank look at Gu Chuxue: "Sister, you did it on purpose."
"Do you think I will drink it?" Wen Zeyang knew it in her heart. She knew that if she drank the juice Chen Bingjing sent, she would probably let her fantasies and overthinking again. Therefore, Wen Zeyang didn't drink it.
"Actually, this is also the kindness of the family. If you want to drink, you can drink it. You can treat it as a waiter." Song Tingting said with a smile.
"Hahaha...you are so cruel, compare her to a waiter." After hearing Song Tingting's words, Gu Chuxue patted the table and laughed, completely disregarding her own image.
"Sister, sister... don't be like this, don't be like this, image, image, image, do you want to be like this? You often say that you are the eldest lady of the Wen family and the eldest mistress of the Yi family. Are you like this? Tsk tsk... "Wen Zeyang smiled.
"I can't help it, Tingting's words are really too funny, I really think it's too funny, hahaha..."|Gu Chuxue still couldn't help laughing after she finished speaking.
In the end, Wen Zeyang shook his head, then called the waiter to bring him a glass of juice again.
At this time, he really wanted to drink some juice, but he didn't drink the juice Chen Bingjing sent.
"Actually, if you want to drink, you can drink what she brought, why not drink it, you must embarrass her like this." Ruan Bingyue looked at Wen Zeyang with some doubts and said.
"I'd rather embarrass her than make her think I'm interested in her." Wen Zeyang said with certainty.
"Uh..." Ruan Bingyue seemed to have a reason to hear what Wen Zeyang said.
If Wen Zeyang drank the juice that Chen Bingjing sent, maybe a self-righteous woman like Chen Bingjing would have to think more, thinking that Wen Zeyang was interested in her.
Therefore, although Wen Zeyang's actions hurt a little bit, they were right and good for Chen Bingjing.
"Uh, yes, yes, you are right...you are right." Ruan Bingyue smiled at Wen Zeyang.
"Didn't I just say it, just treat it as the waiter brought it, what she likes to think is her business, besides... even if you don't drink her juice, she has always been pretending to be affectionate and thinking that she can marry you. "When Gu Chuxue said this, it was full of sarcasm again.
"The waiters are actually paid." Song Tingting said something that made Gu Chuxue burst into laughter: "Tsk... can you stop saying such interesting things, I... I can't help but want to slap the table and burst out laughing ...My brother is blaming me for not having an image again."
"Hahaha... okay, okay, I won't say anything, but don't you think what I said is the truth?" Song Tingting looked at Gu Chuxue and asked.
Gu Chuxue nodded: "Yes..."
"However, sister-in-law, are you unhappy? Are we talking about Chen Bingjing like that?" Gu Chuxue took Ruan Bingyue's feelings into consideration at this time.
Although everyone didn't like Chen Bingjing, how could Chen Bingjing be Ruan Bingyue's cousin, cousin? They said Chen Bingjing in front of Ruan Bingyue, and they were worried that Ruan Bingyue would be unhappy.
Ruan Bingyue smiled: "No, I'm not unhappy, I know you're just talking, it's okay."
"That's good. I know sister-in-law is generous. If sister-in-law is unhappy, she won't let us continue talking." Gu Chuxue also understands Ruan Bingyue.
Ruan Bingyue smiled at Gu Chuxue.
"Yeah, if my sister was upset, I wouldn't have dared to say it." Song Tingting also smiled.
Although Chen Bingjing left here, she looked at Wen Zeyang from time to time.
After all, Wen Zeyang is such an excellent man who radiates light all over his body, how many women are staring at Wen Zeyang at this moment.
When Chen Bingjing turned her head to look at Wen Zeyang again, she found that the waiter brought another glass of juice to Wen Zehaoyang, and Wen Zeyang pushed the glass of juice she brought to him aside, apparently without moving.
This made Chen Bingjing feel a little uncomfortable.
If he doesn't drink it, that's okay, but Wen Zeyang wants to drink juice, but he doesn't drink the juice she brought, and asks the waiter to get another glass, this... What is this?
This made Chen Bingjing feel particularly uncomfortable.
However, she wanted to fight for it again, and didn't want to give up so quickly.
Chen Bing thought quietly, and then he will fight again to see what his attitude is.
If it doesn't work, there are still a bunch of rich second generations, rich sons waiting for her, what are you afraid of.
Chen Bingjing is thinking now that she can't marry Wen Zeyang, and it's the same to marry other wealthy families. Although the power and wealth are not as rich as the Wen family, they will have enough food and clothing for the rest of their lives, and wear gold and silver.
Same, all the same.
To be a human being, you must be content and happy, and you should not have too high requirements.
Time passed slowly.
At about six o'clock, it was probably over, and it took half a day, but Ruan Bingyue was exhausted.
At the end, Wen Zehao and Ruan Bingyue saw off the guests at the door, and had to stand again. Wen Zehao felt sorry for Ruan Bingyue.
"Does the foot still hurt?" Wen Zehao always remembered whether Ruan Bingyue's foot hurt.
"It's okay." Actually, it hurts, but how about it, it still hurts, so Ruan Bingyue didn't say it directly, so as not to make Wen Zehao worry about herself.
"You, I can tell by looking at your expression that it must still be in pain. I can tell by looking at your tightly locked eyebrows that it hurts, and I still say it's okay." Wen Zehao looked at Ruan Bingyue distressedly talking. Ruan Bingyue knew that no matter what she could not hide from Wen Zehao, she smiled mischievously at him: "It's okay, it's really okay, such expensive shoes are very comfortable to wear, only a little pain, really It's just a little uncomfortable."