monopolize her

Ge Tianhai was running out of business and wanted to ask her for help.

— This is to be expected.

Ge Tianhai fell in love with him, and specially brought a little girl with bright eyes and bright teeth to beg her.

——This is unexpected.

At that time, Wen Yuran followed the waiter around the splashed sandalwood screen, casually walked into the dining room compartment, and saw a little girl sitting beside Ge Tianhai.

The leather boots under Wen Yuran's feet paused.

"Boss Wen!" Ge Tianhai was originally talking to the little girl with a straight face, but when he looked up, he saw her coming, and hurried up to meet her.

He smiled all over his face, bowed his body, and was extremely enthusiastic: "It's been a long time since I saw you, Mr. Wen is really getting more and more elegant!"

"Uncle Ge." Wen Yuran shook his hand lukewarmly.

His eyes slowly fell on the little girl.

Ge Tianhai quickly reacted, and introduced: "This is my niece, her surname is Ning, and her name is Ning'an."

Ning An combed her twin ponytails, lowered her head, kept silent, her skin was too white, two bundles of black hair naturally hung in front of her thin shoulders, her clothes were neat and clean, she still looked like a student, shy and well-behaved.

In the upper class circle, Wen Yuran's sexuality has never been a secret.

Ge Tianhai came to ask for help, and he brought a pretty girl with him, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Wen Yuran's eyes turned around Ning An's body twice, then retracted, with a cold attitude.

There was heating in the restaurant, Wen Yuran took off the black fur coat casually, the waiter quickly took it and hung it on the coat rack for her.

Wen Yuran was wearing a custom-fit long sweater with soft curves. On the earlobes were platinum earrings from a famous designer. It was simple and cool, very elegant.

Her curly hair was loose and neatly done.His brows are dull, and there is no emotion in his eyes.

Ge Tianhai couldn't see through Wen Yuran's mind, and didn't know whether she was satisfied or dissatisfied with the little girl, so he felt a little uneasy, and seeing that Ning An had kept silent, he began to wink at the little girl anxiously.

Ning An seemed to be in a daze and didn't respond.

Ge Tianhai became anxious, and quietly bumped the little girl with his arm.

Only then did Ning An raise his head stiffly, glanced at Wen Yuran briefly, then lowered his head again, and called out in a low voice, "Boss Wen."

Wen Yuran noticed that the little girl's fingers had been holding the edge of the dining table, her fingers were turning white, she seemed to be extremely nervous.

This reaction made Wen Yuran feel a little funny.

When the food was served, Ge Tianhai opened a bottle of dry red.

Ning An still lowered his head, didn't speak, didn't touch his glass, and sat upright like a statue.

Ge Tianhai couldn't force the little girl again in front of Wen Yuran, so he could only let Ning An dry, while toasting, he eagerly made friends with Wen Yuran.

A sentence of greetings floated around lightly, slowly approaching the topic.

"Mr. Wen is really capable and has a high wrist. He can control a large group in his 20s. If I have one-tenth of Mr. Wen, I won't be like what I am now..."

Ge Tianhai sighed again and again, saying that he misread the market at the beginning, and now he has lost face to others, and the contract he negotiated before will be scrapped if he wants to, but he finally took a decent project, and the capital chain is broken again. It's so bleak, the wine and meat friends are gone, and I can't afford to lose when I get older. I really don't know what to do in the future.While complaining, he covered his face and looked at Wen Yuran, hoping that she would show some affection and give him a hand.

But Wen Yuran listened quietly all the time, and occasionally spoke, but only expressed condolences without pain.

Wen Yuran was deliberating.

"Sending charcoal in the snow" is also a kind of human investment, and she is considering risks and returns.

After the confrontation of the last ten sentences, Ge Tianhai still didn't get a firm promise, and he became anxious.

Ge Tianhai gritted his teeth, and gave Ning An a stern look: "Ning An, next time, toast President Wen."

A moment of silence.

"Yes." Ning An agreed in a low voice.

Wen Yuran raised his eyes and looked at Ning An calmly.

Ning An paused for a long time, finally stood up, picked up the wine glass, and slowly moved it to Wen Yuran.

The little girl was wearing white sneakers, tall and tall, with two shiny black ponytails.

Wen Yuran smiled: "How can anyone toast with their heads down?"

After the voice fell, there was no movement.

After a few seconds, Ning An finally raised his head little by little, revealing a pale and beautiful face.

A pair of eyes are also black and bright.

"Mr. Wen, I respect you." Ning An's voice was very stiff, as if it took a lot of effort to say these words.

The little girl held the wine glass in a standard posture, but she pinched it too hard, her finger bones turned white. She moved the wine glass to her lips, raised her head, raised the foot of the glass, and the scarlet liquid sank little by little.

Soon, the wine glass was empty.

Ning An put down his wine glass and looked at Wen Yuran.

Wen Yuran chuckled, and then drank the red wine in his glass slowly, which was the end of the toast.Ge Tianhai breathed a sigh of relief.

"How old is it?" Wen Yuran asked her.

"Nineteen." Ning An replied in a low voice.

"be in college?"

"Well, sophomore."

Wen Yuran nodded, his thoughts wandered elsewhere, and he didn't speak again.

Ning An returned to his seat.

The atmosphere fell into a brief silence.

Ge Tianhai started to wink at Ning An again.

Ning An ignored it.

Ge Tianhai could only cough, and said to himself: "Ning An is studying in S University now, and his grades are very good."

The reason why he said this was because he knew that Wen Yuran had also read it at S University.

But Wen Yuran didn't talk to her.

Ge Tianhai paused for a moment, then took the opportunity to add: "Actually, this child Ning An is quite pitiful. Dad is seriously ill. It seems to be a tumor. I don't know if it will be cured..."

He said, listen to Wen Yuran.

The red liquid remaining on the walls of the glass pools downward.

Wen Yuran stared at the wine glass without saying a word.

But the heart is transparent.

Five years ago, Wen Yuran's father fell ill. Wen Yuran was supposed to study at S University, but was forced to drop out of school halfway to take over the family business.

Wen Yuran has always had two regrets in his heart - the unfinished university and his father who died of illness.

That's why the little girl brought by Ge Tianhai was studying at S University and had a sick father.

Attack the heart first.

Ge Tianhai really put his mind to it.

It's just that this kind of thinking was calculated on her father who died of illness, and after seeing it through, it was strange to her.

If Wen Yuran had thought about helping Ge Tianhai before, now he doesn't have any.

Just in time, Wen Yuran's cell phone rang.

"Sorry, I'm out to answer the phone."

Wen Yuran got up, left the cubicle, stepped on high-heeled leather boots and walked outside the restaurant.

The cold wind hit his face, and the slight drunkenness dissipated.

She picks up the phone.

It was the voice of his younger brother Wen Qu, weak and weak, with a hint of coquettish grievance.

"Sister, I got into trouble..."

Wen Yuran glanced at the time, it was past nine o'clock in the evening, which was Wen Qu's usual evening self-study time.

"What's the matter?" Wen Yuran asked.

"The teacher said that he would invite parents... Yes, it was about copying homework. The teacher was very angry and said that he would deal with it seriously..."

"Copy homework?" She frowned.

"Well... I lent my homework to a good friend to copy, and my good friend lent it to his good friend, and his good friend lent it to his good friend's good friend... the homework in the last half of the class was exactly the same ..." Wen Qu's voice became smaller and smaller.

Wen Yuran laughed: "Don't be nervous, you can call my assistant and let him go there when he is free."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Yuran suddenly felt a little tired, rubbed his temples, stood in the cold wind for a minute, and then went back to the previous cubicle.

Arriving at the position, a thin voice came from behind the screen——

"Are you a fucking idiot? What's the matter? If you take the initiative, you will die? Your father is still lying on the hospital bed, and if he doesn't make a fortune, he is making a fortune? She Wen Yuran is just a bitch, and she can't treat you like that." So, you're fucking afraid of shit, isn't it just..."

Wen Yuran paused.

There was no rush to get in.

Ge Tianhai's voice continued, explaining what was there and what was not, and persuading the little girl to seize the opportunity to make a fortune, and by the way, give him some pillow talk.

Maybe it was because of the alcohol, he didn't know what he was talking about, and he didn't control the volume, and what he said later became more and more dirty and outrageous.

There was no reply from Ning An for a long time.

Wen Yuran listened for a while, then simply walked in.

When Ge Tianhai saw her coming in, he immediately woke up and coughed a few times with an ugly face: "Boss Wen is back..."

Wen Yuran didn't look at him, his eyes fell on Ning An.

Ning An changed positions.

The one who was originally sitting next to Ge Tianhai was now next to Wen Yuran.

The little girl still lowered her head heavily and said nothing, but her position is enough to explain a lot.

Wen Yuran is not going to waste any more time.

"The assistant called just now. There is a problem with the project. I have to rush over and have dinner with Uncle Ge another day." Wen Yuran lied without changing his expression.

As she spoke, she steadily poured herself a glass of wine and drank it clean, giving her the last trace of decency.

Ge Tianhai's face turned pale all of a sudden. He opened his mouth and struggled to say, "Boss Wen... look at that..."

"I won't interfere with your own business." Wen Yuran narrowed his eyes and smiled, speaking slowly and clearly, "I wish you good fortune and a bright future."

After speaking, Wen Yuran put down his wine glass, took down the fur coat from the coat rack, turned and left.

The leather boots were kicked on the ground, and the black long fleece socks wrapped the slender legs. When walking, they were not in a hurry, seven points elegant, three points calm, with a slim back.

Ge Tianhai was so angry that his lips trembled a little, his throat twitched a few times, and swear words rushed to his mouth, and he swallowed them again.

Beside him, Ning An raised his head at some point and stared at Wen Yuran's back for a long time.

As Wen Yuran walked out, he called the driver.

The driver said that he was in the parking lot 100 meters away, and he would be here in about 2 minutes.

So, she hung up the phone, put on her coat, and stood at the intersection to wait.

Wen Yuran expected that someone would chase her out - she was Ge Tianhai's life-saving straw, so she had to fight until the last second.

However, she didn't expect that the person chasing after him was not Ge Tianhai, but Ning An.

The little girl ran out without a coat on, and her hair was a bit messy.

After a short period of embarrassment, Ning An stood still in front of Wen Yuran, and called out in a low voice, "Boss Wen."

It was cold outside, and the little girl was wearing a soft white knitted woolen sweater, but she didn't even shiver at all, as if she was not afraid of the cold at all.

His face was still fair and clean, without any blush.

The little girl is good at drinking.

Wen Yuran asked her: "Ge Tianhai asked you to chase him out?"

The little girl nodded her head.

"Aren't you his niece?"

"No, I just recognized it yesterday." The little girl answered frankly.

"Why did you meet him?"

"He owed our family a sum of money. After my father fell ill, I wanted to ask him to get back the debt. He said he had no money to pay back, but he could take me to see a kind person. Then I came over."

This is the longest sentence the little girl has said so far. It is clear and clear without hesitation.

It was as if she herself had been tricked.

Wen Yuran listened, but didn't believe it.

At this time, a car pulled over to the side of the road, and it was Wen Yuran's driver who arrived.

Wen Yuran took one last look at Ning An.

Ning An's performance at the dinner table really failed, and now Ge Tianhai is angry again, if Wen Yuran drives her back again, her fate will not be so good.

Although Ge Tianhai was down and out, he still had the ability to torment a little girl.

Of course, none of this has anything to do with Wen Yuran.

Wen Yuran was not in the mood to meddle in other people's business, and wanted to sympathize with her, before turning around and getting into the car.

But halfway through the turn, he was met with resistance.

The action stopped.

She looked down—

It turned out that Ning An grabbed the hem of her coat.

Wen Yuran frowned and tugged.

Didn't move.

Ning An grasped it tightly, even harder than when pinching the wine glass before, so hard that his finger bones trembled slightly.

This hand looks thin, why is it so strong?

Wen Yuran raised his eyes.

I saw the little girl's bright black eyes staring at me intently.

Like a child begging for candy.

The author has something to say:.

Ning An is attacking, attacking is attacking~

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【The author's advance receipt】

"Addicted to Narcissism" (seeking advance receipt)

Jian Le is a well-known problem student in the school, and rumors about this person have been circulating recently.

Rumor has it that Jian Le's grades have improved.

Rumor has it that Jian Le started to like looking in the mirror.

It is rumored that Jian Le often stares at the mirror fascinatedly for half an hour, and she is suspected of suffering from narcissism.

In the face of all kinds of rumors in the school, the problem student Jian Le expressed that she was innocent——

Inexplicably, another soul lived in her body, and this soul was obsessed with her beauty.

#I know I'm pretty, please put down the mirror, okay#

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