Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

The three of us sat at the table, and Han Jeyu sat aside, and Ye Zheng and Shi Ching sat opposite each other.

Han envied Yu for half a day and felt something was missing. "Want some wine? I also have a bottle of good wine! ”

Ye Zheng knew that Shi Nightcold didn't like drinking himself, so he looked at Shi Nightcold next to him unconsciously and said consciously, "I'm sorry, I won't drink. Why don't you two have a drink? ”

Han was somewhat disappointed, but he didn't have to. He looked at the man across the street and asked, “How is Mr. Shi's alcohol? ”

Straight Night Cold didn't know what he was thinking. There seemed to be a layer of invisible mist on his face. Through a few invisible distances, he said softly: “OK. ”

“Okay, I'll go get some wine. Let's have a drink! ”

Han Qianyu quickly grabbed a bottle of wine from next door.

“This bottle of RomaneeConti was sent by a French friend last year and is hard to get! I never could open a bottle! Ye Bai, are you sure you don't want to drink? At home, it's okay to be drunk!” Han envied Yu without dying to persuade him.

Ye Qiao sighed, "My girlfriend doesn't like me drinking. ”

Han envied Yu laughing when he heard it. “What's so strict about it? Anyway, she's not here right now. You're too good! ”

Ye Qiang: “…” The question is, is, is he all right?

Han envied Yu amused her a few words, and then the three of them drank wine and ate hot pot while chatting.

While red wine with a hot pot is a bit weird, what matters is the atmosphere and the three of us don't care.

Most of the dining room is where he talks to Ye Bai, and the man next to Ye Bai rarely opens his mouth and doesn't eat much, he drinks most of the time, and only if Ye Bai helps him clip the dishes, he will eat a few bites.

The man's sharp fingers swayed gently with the red wine glass, and from his taste of wine alone, he felt that Ye Bai's status as a friend was unusual.

The temperament between raising one's hands and throwing one's feet is essentially distinguished from the deliberate training of their artists and the image they display in front of others, which can only be developed by permanently immersing incense pottery in the upstream aristocratic environment of Youwo.

The man's other hand naturally sits on the back of the chair behind Ye Bai, obviously he has been chatting with Ye Bai all the time, the man has never spoken from beginning to end, but between him and Ye Bai there is a feeling that he can't say clearly, outsiders can't get in at all.

“Jiu, eat more, why have you been drinking? Why have you eaten so little?” The bittersweet leaves finally found it as if she was the only one eating them.

Straight Night Cold didn't even clip the dishes himself, and Han seems to have eaten only a few leaves.

Han envied Yu helplessly, “This is what we do in this business. We need to control our diet. ”

Ye Qiang was glad to hear that his chosen profession was brokerage. “You guys are really struggling, you can't even eat enough...”

Han envied Yu shrugged, “I can't help it. To look good on the screen, you have to be thinner than normal people. Those very thin artists on TV that you normally see are almost as thin as wood in reality...”

Ye Zheng nodded, “Yourself too, you are still losing weight after losing so much weight! ”

They were talking, and a cell phone rang.

It's Simone's phone.

Night Cold put down the glass, held up his phone and put it in his ear, "Hello. ”

Night Cold didn't say anything. After listening to the person on the other side of the phone, he said in a low voice, "Call Director Kang first, then I'll be there. ”