He is more fickle than Fengyue

The exaggerated yet familiar voice was like a basin of cold water pouring down from head to toe, making Boyan cold from the beginning to the end.

Looking again, in the colorful light, there were about a dozen people sitting on the sofa, and they were all her classmates in school. Everyone's eyes fell on her at this moment.

The scene was once embarrassing to the extreme.

Bo Yan turned her head and left, eager to escape.

"Don't go, Bo Yan." Wang Shiqi rushed up and grabbed Bo Yan's arm to stop her from leaving. "We are all old classmates. We haven't seen each other much in the past few years. Finally, we have the opportunity to get together Together, why did you run away when you saw us?"

And another classmate, Zhang Kelan, cooperated with Wang Shiqi, and directly blocked Bo Yan's body, one in front of the other, sandwiching Bo Yan's body in the middle, making her unable to advance or retreat, "That's right, since you're here , let’s play together.”

Song Qianqian smiled and patted the empty sofa beside her, "Sister, these old classmates haven't seen you for a long time, and they miss you very much, don't you want to stay and catch up with everyone?"

Before coming, Bo Yan had an ominous premonition.

After all, according to the rules of Chunjiang Huayue, there has never been a reason for one waiter to serve two private rooms, unless there are guests who order.

Sister Zhang told her that it was because she was short of money, so she found more work for her to make more money. She believed it, but unexpectedly, it was Song Qianqian who came to her and deliberately brought a bunch of classmates to humiliate her.

But I have to say that Song Qianqian was very successful, because these old classmates couldn't believe that Miss Bo, who was married so well in the past, has now fallen into such a dusty place. They all look at each other, whisper, and look at Bo Yan. The different eyes are really wonderful.

The lights above the head were flickering, but Bo Yan's face was hidden in the dark, with thick eyelashes under the corners of the eyes, casting a thick shadow, "Sorry, I still have work to do, so I won't accompany you to catch up on the old days."

"Eat and drink well, have fun, and just pretend that I...haven't been here before."

Rao Boyan is considered humble, but as Song Qianqian's good sisters, Wang Shiqi and Zhang Kelan naturally couldn't let Boyan go, blocking her way, "Boyan, after all, the classmate relationship for many years, everyone I'm keeping you open, are you not giving face?"

Bo Yan tried her best to restrain herself, "Please step aside, don't delay my work."

"What if I refuse to let it?"

Back then in school, they wanted to make friends with Bo Yan, but Bo Yan always looked high on the top and looked down on their attitude at all. Now it's better, 30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, the humiliation they suffered at the beginning, is it true? It may be easy to let it go.

Bo Yan frowned slightly, obviously impatient, "Get out of the way."

Not only did Zhang Kelan refuse to let her go, but she also hurled insults at each other. Bo Yan couldn't bear it any longer, so she stretched out her hand and pushed her away, trying to escape from this ghostly place that suffocated her.

Wang Shiqi was one step ahead of her, closing the door of the box with a "bang" before her, "Bo Yan, don't be shameless, do you think you are still the old lady of the Bo family?"

"It's a joke, the Bo family has long since fallen into disrepair. In Nancheng, everyone shouts and beats you like rats crossing the street, and your husband, who was snatched by tricks, doesn't even care about you. From the beginning to the end, Young Master Lu only thinks of you. We Qianqian, you Boyan are nothing."

Bo Yan's heart twitched suddenly, because Wang Shiqi's words were indeed correct, the wounded person did not see blood, but the knife was cut on the heart and lungs, "Are you finished? If not, tell me quickly, so I can leave early."

Wang Shiqi was stunned for a moment, she never thought that Bo Yan would have such an attitude, she thought that Bo Yan should be so angry that she jumped, but Wang Shiqi was very upset that Bo Yan didn't have it, "You can't go, Bo Yan."

"Originally, Qianqian reserved a seat for you and kindly asked you to sit next to her and chat with everyone happily, but you insisted on toasting instead of fine wine. Since you don't want to sit and talk to us, then Kneel down and serve us tea and wine, serve us well."

"I'll apply for a replacement for you." Bo Yan's lips were tightly pressed, and Wang Shiqi smiled, "Bo Yan, the rules of Chunjiang Huayue, are you here too short, and you are not familiar with them, do you want me to let you Zhou Rong came to teach you?"

"In Chunjiang Huayue, the customer is God. If we don't ask, you are not eligible to apply for a replacement. This is your job, and you can't refuse it, unless you don't want to work here anymore."

At this moment, Bo Yan really wanted to break the jar and quit.

She couldn't stay in such a horrible place with Song Qianqian for a second.

Rather—

"Boom, boom, boom!" There was a knock on the door of the box.

Zhou Rong pushed open the door, her eyes fell on Bo Yan, "Miss Bo, Mr. Lu just called and asked you to take good care of Miss Song."

The blood in Bo Yan's whole body suddenly went cold at this second.