Chapter 1204: I'm not sure, you're worried (eight shifts)

Luo Mengfang's feet stopped and looked back at Sang Qiu. She was always gentle and kind, and she suddenly became tough. "Sang Qiu is right. You must be married too. The matter between you and my husband is not a young age. I don't think it is necessary. Let's continue, you will live your life and we will live our life."

"My husband has a very happy life now, you are worried about it if you don't have a good time."

After Luo Mengfang finished speaking, he sarcastically smiled at Sang Qiu, and pulled Qin Jianan away quickly.

Sangqiu stood on the spot with a very ugly face, but what right does a hillbilly have to look down on her?

She is now Mrs. Su of the top five giants, she is no longer the one to look down upon!

"Humph!"

Sang Qiu snorted coldly, then turned and got in his car to leave.

After not seeing Sang Qiu's figure, Qin Jianan held Luo Mengfang's hand and whispered, "I'm wronged you."

How could he not know what Sang Qiu meant to come forward? Years ago, she didn't look at him, and she couldn't wait to stay away from him. Now she suddenly came forward. He knew everything!

"Don't be wronged, I know that your heart is with me!"

Luo Mengfang smiled softly at Qin Jian'an, and the two smiled at each other.

"Let's go, it's too early, go shopping for groceries."

Luo Mengfang smiled softly, Qin Jian'an nodded, and took Luo Mengfang's hand, "Mengfang, meeting you is the blessing I have accumulated in my last life."

Luo Mengfang glanced at the hands held by the two of them. If she changed to the usual, she would have pulled it back shyly, "No, meeting you is the blessing I have accumulated in my last life."

A few months ago, she thought that she would be ruined in this way all her life. If it weren't for Qin Tianyue, if it wasn't for Qin Jianan, how could she have this happiness now.

Qin Jianan squeezed Luo Mengfang's hands and stopped talking. The two looked at each other like this, with a touch of warmth permeating them.

As night fell, a high-end restaurant in Beijing had already parked a lot of vehicles. Sang Qiu took Su Zhengyang’s hand and entered the restaurant. There was a middle-aged man with a medium build beside them, and a middle-aged man beside the middle-aged man. A charming girl who seems to be only eighteen or nine years old, the girl intimately held the middle-aged man's hand and spoke softly.

Sang Qiu's delicate eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and a light of disgust flashed under his eyes.

In the box, Su Zhengyang held up a glass of wine and toasted the man, "Mr. Mi, about the contract!"

The middle-aged man laughed loudly and answered Su Zhengyang in substandard Mandarin, "Mr. Su, let's not talk about the contract during the break."

Su Zhengyang smiled reluctantly. This rice is always the boss of the M country's Mi's consortium, and has a high status in the M country. If he can cooperate with him, the Su family will be even better.

Mi is always very temperamental. On the surface, it seems that he wants to cooperate with the Su family, but secretly let people link the Mo group, which is clearly beating him in the face of the Su family.

Even if he is energized, he must treat Mr. Mi well. This cooperation must be successful, and must be successful.

"Good, good, let's drink a few more glasses of rice."

Su Zhengyang raised the wine glass in front of him. Originally, his brother Su Zhengqi was with Mr. Mi today. Su Zhengqi could only receive him personally because of temporary incidents.

"Good, good! Or Mr. Su happy!"

Mi Zong smiled happily. The young and charming girl beside him poured wine for him herself. Mi Zong, who was already a little drunk, looked at the girl with a squint, and stretched out her hand to pat her hip.