After her death, the crazy boss killed all the villains and committed suicide

"Jiarou,"

Zhou Yue, dressed sweetly in a light pink mini dress, sat on the sofa chair next to Song Jiarou, looking at Pei Yu opposite her.

"Why is Mr. Pei here?"

She lowered her voice.

"A lot of people just asked me about Mr. Pei's identity."

Pei Yu looked at Zhou Yue with a neutral gaze.

Zhou Yue avoided Pei Yu's gaze and touched the hair on his arm.

This man was obviously good-looking and his expression wasn't vicious, but he always gave her an inexplicably gloomy feeling.

"is it?"

Song Jia gently shook the red wine glass in her hand, her voice soft and calm.

"Then what did you say?"

"Of course I didn't say anything until you introduced yourself."

There was a hint of flattery subconsciously in the depths of Zhou Yue's eyes.

The curve of Song Jiarou's lips deepened, and she raised her exceptionally clear eyes to look at Zhou Yue.

"You picked a good dress. It suits you very well."

"is it?"

Zhou Yue's attention was diverted instantly. She adjusted her skirt and smiled.

"Thanks to you, Jiarou, otherwise I wouldn't be able to buy this haute couture."

Even if she can buy it, she may not be able to afford it.

Song Jiarou looked gentle.

"As long as you like it."

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Pei Yu's eyes. He picked up a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and looked towards the direction of the banquet entrance.

"Of course I like it,"

Zhou Yue affectionately put her arm around Song Jiarou.

"Jiarou, it's great to have a friend like you. You don't even know..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a sweet female voice.

"Miss Song?"

Song Jiarou turned her head, narrowed her eyes at the person in front of her, and had a faint and decent smile on her face.

"you are?"

"I'm Jiang Tian,"

Jiang Tian looked at Song Jiarou with curved eyebrows and said seriously.

"I've always heard of Miss Song's name, but after seeing her today, she's even more outstanding than the rumors said."

Here comes another one.

Pei Yu exhaled the smoke from his mouth, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

Ginger sweet?

Song Jiarou felt like she had heard this name somewhere before, but she couldn't remember it for a moment.

Looking at Jiang Tian's obviously flattering look, Zhou Yue secretly rolled his eyes in his heart and moved closer to Song Jiarou to introduce her in a low voice.

"This is Mrs. Lu's cousin."

Luo Yang's cousin came to please her deliberately?

interesting.

Song Jiarou's expression did not change. There was a hint of deep meaning in her eyes as she looked at Jiang Tian, ​​and the smile on the corner of her mouth was gentle and kind.

"It's Miss Jiang, please take a seat."

Zhou Yue knew that Song Jiarou looked kind but was not easy to approach.

Seeing her attitude towards Jiang Tian, ​​he was surprised.

Luo Yang's identity is indeed useful.

Jiang Tian didn't want to admit it, but she had to.

"Then I would rather obey your orders than be respectful."

She adjusted her skirt, sat down next to Song Jiarou, and began to compliment Song Jiarou's dress and jewelry in a familiar manner.

As long as he could become good friends with Song Jiarou, he would not only be able to effortlessly integrate into the circle of top families in Kyoto, but he would also be able to get in touch with Song Sili first.

As for Luo Yang.

Jiang Tian snorted in his heart, and there was a hint of resentment in the depths of his eyes.

Song Jiarou smiled indifferently and responded to Jiang Tian's compliments from time to time.

It doesn't look very warm, but it doesn't seem offensive either.

Only she herself knows what she is thinking at this moment.

Zhou Yue's heart was filled with alarm and he immediately started to speak to divert Song Jiarou's attention.

Really noisy.

Pei Yu put out the cigarette in his hand and walked away expressionlessly.

Song Jiarou looked over.

"Mr. Pei, the banquet is about to start. Where are you going?"

Pei Yu glanced at Jiang Tian and Zhou Yue, his narrow and long almond-shaped eyes showing a somewhat cold smile.

"Go out and get some peace and quiet."

As soon as he finished speaking, he walked away with his long legs without waiting for Song Jiarou to answer.

Zhou Yue: …

Jiang Tian:!

Could your disdain be any more obvious?

Song Jiarou curled her lips and smiled, her voice gentle and easing the atmosphere.

"Mr. Pei has this temper, you don't have to mind it."

Zhou Yue curled the corners of his mouth and said nothing.

The embarrassment on Jiang Tian's face had eased and she smiled.

"Who is this Mr. Pei?"

Zhou Yue thought Song Jiarou would not explain anything to Jiang Tian, ​​but it was beyond her expectations.

Song Jiarou looked at Jiang Tian and did not introduce Pei Yu's identity, but said another sentence as if chatting.

"Mr. Pei is from South City."

Nancheng?

Jiang Tian thought of Luo Yang, and the corners of her mouth subconsciously curled down.

No wonder it's equally annoying.

"I heard that Sister Luo Yang is also from South City,"

Song Jiarou took in Jiang Tian's expression. Her slender fingers slowly stroked the goblet in her hand, her voice soft and slow.

"Do you think they happen to know each other?"