With a crisp and pleasant "scroll", the rich and mellow wine was enthusiastic and quickly and impatiently kissed every strand of his hair.

As the chosen son of God, the tin foil perm could not react, and the playful hair that was stranded could no longer be played with. They were all wet against his forehead, one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one.

The red wine was still dripping down, ticking along his chin, and after it fell to the ground, it instantly disappeared into the red carpet under his feet, without any trace, but the fragrance of wine was left.

If there is really a chicken that falls into the water, it should be what it looks like in tin foil.

Tin Foil Perm subconsciously raised her hand and touched the strands of hair that had been stuck to her forehead. The fingertips were covered with a sticky touch.

"...Fuck?!" Under the passionate and unrestrained kiss of red wine, the tin foil finally recovered half a beat.

It was at this moment that he saw clearly who the gift of this "God's Gift" was.

It was one of the two protagonists they just talked about.

The gifter of the divine gift stood two steps away from him, playing with an empty glass in his hand. Seeing him looking over, the gifter of the divine gift lifted his eyelids and finally gave him a look.

"Sorry, my hand slipped."

The gift of the God's gift said apologies in a tone that was completely unapologetic, and it also had a silent threat of "If you force me, I will give you another big gift."

Tin Foil Hot: "…"

The tin foil burn looked like it was so angry that it was hot. The chest was undulating and she couldn't speak for a long time.

Hand slip???

Who the hell can slip so accurately with his hands?!

If this is not intentional, it would be unreasonable.

When the boys next to him saw that the signs were wrong, they immediately chose Mingzhe to protect themselves, and set a distance between them and the tin foil hot pot.

However, Lin Er tilted his head and looked at Xie Yan in confusion, wondering why he suddenly couldn't get along with this tin foil.

Xie Yan is not the kind of person who acts casually.

Lin Er tilted his head and looked at Xie Yan, and then looked at the people around him. As soon as she entered the hall, she caught a glimpse of the group of boys. However, most of her attention was on Xie Heng just now, and she didn't hear what the others were saying.

The strong smell of alcohol continued to stimulate the nasal cavity. The tin foil burn finally swallowed the breath that was blocked in his throat. He blew the red wine on his face and said in a furious voice: "Fuck! Are you fucking sick?!"

The movement here immediately attracted the attention of others in the hall.

Ignoring the tin foil's hot hair, Xie Yan only asked: "What did you say just now?"

His voice was calm and cold, with a faint sense of perversion.

There was no expression on his face, and his peach blossom eyes were still born with gentleness, but his eyes were cold.

The tin foil cursed suddenly stopped.

Looking back on the awesomeness he blew out just now, the expression on his face that was burning on the tin foil was a little unnatural. He didn't expect that he deliberately lowered the volume and could be heard by others.

"Just tell the truth." Tin Foil was a little panicked, but he still pretended to be calm. After glanced around, he didn't see the figure of Mr. Lin from Aner, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"What did I say wrong?" Facing my peers, the tin foil was so hot that it felt like I had confidence in an instant, "Isn't this what everyone knows?"

It seemed as if he was afraid of something, he still deliberately concealed the topic of illegitimate daughter and only said the second half of the sentence with unknown meaning.

Xie Yan sneered lightly and spoke indifferently: "Then try to say it again in front of me?"

As the argument arose, almost all the eyes of the audience gathered here.

This is a large-scale dinner jointly organized by the business and government. The families who can come here are either rich or noble. No one knows what these two are fighting against each other, and they dare not intervene rashly.

However, when a young man in a black suit made a fuss here, he immediately pulled over from the greetings, pulled the tin foil that kept wiping the red wine on his face, frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

"Brother!" As if he had found the backbone in an instant, the tin foil burn immediately shouted, "It was him who suddenly poured wine on me, and I didn't know what was going on."

Facing his uneasy brother, the man seemed to have a headache. When he saw that the people in the hall were gradually gathering here, the man frowned even more tightly.

He obviously didn't want to make things worse.

After giving the tin foil a look of calmness, the man then looked up at the boy in front of him.

Lin Er subconsciously stepped forward a few steps and stood beside Xie Yan.

The man did not know Xie Yan, but he definitely knew Lin Er, who frequently appeared at various banquets. He had a little doubt in his eyes. After scrutinizing Lin Er, his eyes fell on Xie Yan for a long time.

Liner knew what he was thinking.

Maybe I think Xie Yan looks familiar.

Unlike Lin Yian, who likes to open the screen everywhere, Xie Heng rarely appears in public unless it is a banquet that has to be attended. However, there are many subsidiaries of Jiaxin Group, and many bosses have dealt with him and know him.

Xie Yan and Xie Heng looked seventy-seven.

But Xie Yan's glasses frame is like a semi-permanent one, and it never takes off anywhere. In addition, the feeling he gives is completely different from that of Xie Heng. If he is not a familiar person, it will be difficult to connect the two of them together.

Sometimes Lin Er also finds it very magical. When Xie Yan put on the glasses frame and took off the glasses frame, he looked like two completely.

He didn't know the other party's background, and the daughter of the Lin family was standing in front of him. The man obviously had some concerns and had not spoken for a long time.

If possible, he really doesn't want to have any relationship with Mr. Lin from Aner.

Because in terms of his experience, those who are concerned about Lin Yian end up miserably.

"Tianliang Wangpo" is already the best ending.

Just looking back at his brother's embarrassing appearance, the man's eyes still became heavy.

The tin foil hot is already impatient: "Brother, what are you looking at? Isn't the fact that it is obvious? It's just that he used the excuse of slipping his hands and deliberately pouring wine on it-"

Pala —!

A crisp sound suddenly sounded, instantly interrupting the tin foil's heart-burning complaint.

This is the sound of a wine glass breaking to the ground.

Because the hall had already quieted down, the sound of the crack of glass seemed particularly clear.

For a moment, whether it was the tin foil hot as one of the parties involved or the people who stopped around to join in the fun, they turned their heads and looked at the source of the sound.
Chapter completed!