Song Ye is not such a warm-hearted person. This time, Chunsui borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, thank Qin Zhan for the celebration banquet in the middle school entrance examination, and thank him for helping him deal with the Leng family, even fighting against the Qin family.

She had known about the relationship between Qin Zhan and the Qin family before, which was a rather delicate situation.

Before he became famous, Qin Zhan was not noticed until he was fifteen years old and was under pressure. He joined the army at the age of fifteen, and he never set foot in the capital for ten years. After he became famous, it was the Qin family who rushed him to come back. contribute.

Qin Zhan has always ignored the Qin family's lobbying, but this time Song Ye knew that he was just a bargaining chip to threaten Qin Zhan when he received the invitation. Otherwise, with such a small role as himself, how can he gain the insight of these top giants.

After all, Qin Zhan was still in the capital and had to go back to his home, after all, it was for her.

It's not that Song Ye didn't know the good or the bad, she kept this kindness in her heart.

It's just, "You didn't eat at night?" Song Ye was a little puzzled looking at the snacks that were slowly being wiped out on the table.

"Well, there are a lot of things to do." Qin Zhan replied, but he didn't say that he came here without even having dinner because Song Ye was here. In Yuncheng, the teenager was also chased and intercepted by killers. After entering the capital, the forces became more intertwined, and the safety of the teenager was even more insecure.

Song Ye is an expert and bold, but he has never worried about this aspect. At this time, seeing Qin Zhan like this, he asked again, "Call the waiter to serve the food?"

Qin Zhan shook his head and said no. She didn't say any more, put down the oil-paper bag and flipped through the magazine. It was about an article about Han Yan leading the design team back to China to make a contribution.

One person eats food, and the other reads magazines. The two-person world that was supposed to be harmonious was broken by the sound of crisp high-heeled footsteps.

Han Yan came over, holding a small piece of cake in her hand, and said generously, "Brother Qin, try the cake I made by myself."

The cake is a model of an airplane, which is in line with Han Yan's career in aerospace design, and she obviously knows how to please Qin Zhan, "Do you remember when you were a child that you wanted to build an airplane when you grew up? Hehe, I didn't expect that I would go down this road."

Use small gifts to evoke memories in each other's hearts and shorten the distance between each other.

If Song Ye had any emotional experience, he would applaud Han Yan's technique at this time.

She has always been a smart woman.

But unfortunately, the man sitting opposite her was a cold-faced and ruthless man.

"I don't like sweets." Ignoring the evoking of this string of good memories, Qin Zhan expressed his taste bluntly without giving face at all.

Han Yan's face froze for an unknown number of times this evening. A trace of embarrassment flashed in her eyes. Her gaze swept across the dazzling oil paper bags on the table, and her heart suddenly felt heavy again.

Sure enough, none of the snacks on the table are sweets.

Song Ye was actually more familiar with Qin Zhan's taste than herself, and this realization made her almost crush the fragile cake in her hand.

Feeling the obvious hostility, Song Ye is really innocent. She doesn't buy sweets because she doesn't like it. Who cares what Qin Zhan's taste is.

"Then what do you like to eat, I'll cook it for you next time." Han Yan still smiled, showing no displeasure at all, as if she was always so good-natured.

However, no matter how good his temper is, if he hits the iron plate, he will inevitably lose his power.

"Miss Han, please don't disturb my meal." Qin Zhan knocked out the opponent perfectly with one blow to Miss Han.

This time, Han Yan's smiling face couldn't hold it any longer, she sat there in despair, holding the cake, staring blankly at the man in front of her.

Miss Han, please don't disturb my meal.

She thought she was close to Qin Zhan, but they regarded her as a stranger at all, and even she was not as good as the cheap and dirty oil paper bags in front of her.

Unable to help, she took a deep look at the inferior food on the table, got up and left.

The beauty shed tears silently, which naturally attracted the concern and greetings of many people.

"Han Yan, don't cry, Qin Zhan has such a personality, and he has always been cold to us."

"Well, don't worry about it. He has been in the team for so many years and has touched more guns than women. Maybe he doesn't know how to get along with women at all."

The above is the comfort of the centrist's position. Han Yan felt a little relieved, and she could find herself a step down.

But there are also some people who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, such as Leng Yuexin, a best friend who has evil intentions, "Okay, Han Yan, you can't fight Song Ye. You didn't see Qu Bai because he was alienated from me? This child's age Although it is small, the means are very clever, you must not confront him head-on."

These words imply that she is not as good as a child. How can Han Yan be convinced? She even defends Song Ye with a smile on her face, but she has another idea in her heart.

After crying here, Qin Zhan also wiped out everything, so Song Ye thought he was reincarnated from starvation.

"You still cherish food." Song Ye raised his eyebrows.

"Sometimes in a team-wuli, food is scarce, and it will become a habit after a long time." Qin Zhan's explanation is enough to let people see how difficult it is for him to fight over the past ten years. .

Wu Xinxin was finally brought over when the things here were cleaned up. She stepped forward and sat on the armrest of the sofa beside Song Ye, patted her shoulder heroically, "Let's go, Ye Ye, let's go kill a game."

"If you hold on any longer, the skirt will break." Song Ye was also convinced. He thought that wearing a skirt with high heels and a narrow skirt would restrain Wu Xinxin a little bit, but he still didn't expect that the skirt would be broken and it wouldn't stop her from being wild. Heart.

"Okay, okay, I'm a good lady, but you have to compare with me." Wu Xinxin held her hands and begged, since you can't single out Qin Zhan, then singled out his brother's head office.

Song Ye's mind moved, nodded in response, and got up and ignored Qin Zhan.

"Then let's start with darts." Wu Xinxin was very excited, and the first choice was darts.

It just so happened that Han Yan and the others were at the bar over there, and the distance was very close. When they saw Song Ye walking slowly, the rest of them frowned, showing their dislike for Song Ye.

Qu Bai and the others came out to cheer, Ning Yifan complained mercilessly, "Hehe, adults bully children, Wu Xinxin, you have grown up."

"Che, I want you to take care of it, my subordinates are defeated." Wu Xinxin disdainfully stabbed Ning Yifan's self-esteem with a single blow.

The latter wanted to refute, but argued unreasonably. After all, in terms of playing, Wu Xinxin has always spared no effort, and she is a bit perverted.

"Haha, self-confidence is good, but don't take it lightly, the kid is not weak." Qu Bai was standing on Song Ye's side at this time.

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