Chapter 653

Anyouqi can't return to God for half a day. She looks at Ling Zhenyu with some bottomless eyes.

Although he was close to her, he was close enough to hold him with an outstretched arm.

However, she did not dare to reach for it.

She would never know what was in the mind of the man she called "husband" in front of her.

It's not that he doesn't want to know, but his heart is too far away.

What did he say just now?

"Pour the wine for Madame Ling."

Perhaps aware of her trance, Ling Zhenyu again beckoned for a waiter.

In particular, the word "Madame Ling" is specially stressed -

but the stress is full of irony.

Looking at Ling Zhenyu, she didn't mean to give up. An Youqi's voice trembled: "Zhenyu, I can't drink so much."

Ling Zhenyu lowered his eyes and didn't look at her. The wrinkles between her eyebrows deepened a little. She asked faintly:

"can't I drink? Do you want to change the wine? "

The atmosphere of the crowd was stiff again.

No one is a fool. You can see that general manager Ling is not right today. He speaks and does things with anger.

Only Mrs. Ling responded with a smile. She thought that the husband and wife were deeply in love, but she didn't expect that she would also eat shriveled.

Rao is so, some people still bravely handed over the steps:

"general manager Ling is also joking. How can Mrs. Ling drink so much wine that it's too late for her to feel heartache, right

"Yes, yes, Mrs. Ling has such a noble status. You don't need to drink so much. Don't pour, don't pour."

The words of the crowd undoubtedly put a lot of pressure on the waiter.

Lingzong does not speak to stop, the speed of pouring wine dare not slow.

In particular, more and more people were persuading, and the waiters were also a little empty. The wine bottle in his hand was slightly shaking, and the red wine was inadvertently spilled out.

"Pa!"

The marble table top was clapped.

The glasses on the table were shaking.

The waiter's hand trembled, and the wine bottle in his hand didn't catch it, so he threw it out in an arc -

a few drops of red wine formed a parabola and flew towards Ling Zhenyu.

The hearts of the people trembled.

The president is in a rage.

At present, the waiter has to be eaten alive and taken out to feed the fish.

The waiter was so scared that his legs were soft and his waist couldn't straighten up. He rubbed his cold sweat and begged:

"Mr. Ling, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I-I'll compensate!"

Pay for it?!

It's easy to say.

Not to mention the cost of Ling Zhenyu's suit, he can't even afford the maintenance fee.

In this case, the word "compensation" is even more ironic.

There were even people breathing air-conditioning in the hall. Everyone looked at the waiter's younger brother as if they were looking at a dead man.

An Liqi clenched her fist and was about to get up when Fang Qingchen pressed her arm. She heard a voice of consolation in her ear:

"and so on."

"Oh, look at Mr. Ling's face, that little brother is very hard. Even if he can save his life, he can't help being beaten."

"Just a few drops of red wine, absolutely not!"

Anliqi pursed her mouth and complained, and her eyes looked straight at Ling Zhenyu. In fact, she didn't know the bottom of her heart. She did see the situation of Ling Zhenyu's white knife stabbing out in a rage.

She prayed in her heart that he would never be such a violent man!

The air pressure in the clubhouse was getting lower and lower. In the end, there was no whispering, and everyone's breathing was very careful.

Angyouqi looks pale and opens her mouth to ease the atmosphere. However, seeing the goblet in front of her, she lowers her head and stirs her fingers together. Her heart rate accelerates a little.

In such a quiet and strange situation, it seems that only Ling Zhenyu becomes indifferent.

He slowly picked up the goblet in front of him, slowly unfolded his index finger and middle finger to make a scissor shape, and passed the glass column with a clear light. The red wine in the cup like silk and satin came to his lips in a twinkling of an eye.

Cold thin lips gently opened, chin slightly raised, the throat slowly moved a few times, half a cup of red wine was thus poured into the mouth.

The thin, colored lips were slightly pursed, and the cup was put back on the table.

The whole action is natural, and each step is elegant and noble -

there is no sign of anger.

However.

In fact, when the last drop of red wine was swallowed in his mouth, everyone swallowed his saliva.

It's hard to understand.

The pressure is high.

I'm sweating.

"Keep pouring."

The four words, like a sharp arrow, pierced the shackles of the air in the club.

Everyone took a breath with this sentence.

After the trance, everyone looked at each other, all in the aftertaste of the words just said by general manager Ling.Keep pouring?!

What does that mean?

Why don't you go after the waiter?

You really don't have to investigate?!

An Liqi inhaled deeply, the smile of the corner of her mouth slowly expanded, and excitedly thumped on the table:

"I knew that he would not be so stingy."

Lu Tian also shook his head:

"Tut, Ling Zong is really unpredictable. In that case, someone did something wrong, and he must be severely punished. Why didn't he have any reaction? Look at the drop of red wine in his white shirt, how conspicuous, tut, really like cinnabar mole..."

Words did not finish, he received a look in the eyes of Fang Qingchen, the words behind can only be swallowed into his stomach.

"Mr. Fang, I knew that Ling Zhenyu would not be such a jerk. He and Sun Jian didn't give up. In fact, it was because..."

Before the end of the conversation, her pretty face had dropped slightly, and her cheek was as red as a ripe tomato.

With the waiter so generous, only to Sun Jian not let, fool can know that Ling Zhenyu is to vent her anger.

Originally floating in the heart of anyouqi wisps of jealousy, now immersed in a Wang Qingquan, the rest of the sweet water.

The rest of her eyes noticed the change in the expression of the little woman, and Ling Zhenyu's radian at the corner of his mouth finally eased. He watched two waiters pour a circle of red wine around the table in front of him.

A cup full of red wine in the light of the shadow of the flashing light.

Red wine is pleasant, avoid drinking too much.

However, an Youqi and Sun Jian, who are full of color, are afraid to swallow their mouths.

"Zhenyu, this..."

Before finishing, the waiter who just sprinkled the wine said respectfully:

"Mr. Ling, the wine is ready."

A wave of hands, Ling Zhenyu squinted at two waiters carrying bottles to leave.

The round marble table top is smooth enough to reflect the human figure, and a circle of cups are evenly placed on it, like a booth.

What's different is that the other exhibits are very pleasing to the eyes, but today's wine makes everyone shiver.

The more she tugged at her heart, the tighter she was, the more red her fingernails fell into her palms. She blinked her wet eyes and shyly opened her mouth:

"Zhenyu, I'm not very comfortable today, this wine..."

Without giving her a chance to finish, Ling Zhenyu shook his head slightly, and there was no trace of temperature in his voice:

"no one forces you. How much you drink depends on Sun Zong's sincerity."

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