Wife and daughter died, the scumbag is celebrating the birthday of Bai Yueguang's child

Chapter 169 You Meet My Requirements Better Than in the Photo

The dinner venue was changed to a more upscale restaurant, which was relatively more private.

As soon as you enter the door, you will feel a sense of luxury and extravagance.

Inside the box, the long table was decorated quite tastefully.

As soon as Xue Man entered the room, he kissed a few foreigners on the cheek and then sat down politely.

Lin Zhiyi followed silently behind him. Just after taking two steps, a tall figure suddenly blocked his way.

"Hi, miss."

Hearing the voice, Lin Zhiyi looked up and found that it was one of her favorite Italian designers.

mark.

Taken from the Bible, it is a very traditional and common name in Italy.

But his designs are very novel and impactful.

It is said that his designs all come from his own muse.

He should be a loyal person.

Lin Zhiyi looked at the person who greeted her and felt a little flattered. When she was about to reach out her hand, the other person just hugged her.

When his hand slid down her shoulders and back, she shrank inexplicably, feeling a little uncomfortable.

But thinking that foreigners’ etiquette was different, she did not refuse.

But when she saw him kissing her on the cheek, she subconsciously raised her hand to stop him.

Fortunately, Xue Man stepped forward to block him and gave him a gentle hug.

"Mark, long time no see. I saw your new product some time ago. It's perfect."

"Thank you, this lady is..." Mark pointed at Lin Zhiyi.

Xue Man deliberately blocked Mark and introduced him casually, "My intern, come on, sit down and have a couple of drinks."

Mark hummed and sat down with Sherman.

Lin Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief, but she felt like someone was staring at her. When she looked up, she saw nothing unusual.

The party started and the participating designers started talking.

Xue Man had been in a bad mood recently because of his divorce, but now he was smiling.

Seeing that she was happy, Lin Zhiyi did not go up to disturb her and sat quietly at the end.

Suddenly, a glass of wine was handed to her.

Mark on the other side smiled and raised his glass: "I have seen your work, you are very talented, and I look forward to your future works."

"Thank you."

Hearing his idol’s high evaluation of him, Lin Zhiyi raised his glass and drank the wine.

After drinking, Mark went to chat with other designers.

Lin Zhiyi didn't care, but a few minutes later, she felt an... inexplicable excitement in her body.

But it wasn't that kind of excitement. It was like a roller coaster, with my body rising up little by little.

The strange feeling made Lin Zhiyi immediately realize that something was wrong, and she looked at the empty wine glass in front of her.

There was still some light orange liquid from the fruit wine left on top.

She propped herself up and looked at Mark again. Across the decoration on the table, he avoided everyone and gently raised his glass to her with a meaningful smile on his lips.

Lin Zhiyi understood something instantly.

Her heart beat faster and faster because of the excitement, and even her body was somewhat out of control.

She was really afraid of doing something in public, so she could only get up secretly while everyone was chatting.

As she walked out, holding onto the table, a hand grabbed her arm.

"Lin, what's wrong? Are you drunk? Can I help you get some fresh air?"

Lin Zhiyi raised her eyes and met Mark's smiling face.

She opened her mouth to call Xue Man, but found that her first sound came out in a strange single tone. If she opened her mouth again, people would definitely notice something was wrong.

Moreover, Xueman was surrounded by several designers and might not be able to hear her voice.

She could only grit her teeth and try to control her body away from Mark.

But as soon as she moved, Mark's grip on her increased a little, but his tone remained gentlemanly.

"let's go."

Lin Zhiyi could only watch him lead her out of the room.

Mark did not take her out of the restaurant, but went to the box at the end of the corridor.

Lin Zhiyi was placed on a chair by him. As her body was out of control, she had no way to resist. She just raised her head and looked at the lamp in a trance.

The feeling inside the body is like a roller coaster, throwing you into the sky again and again.

She knew that this metaphor was messed up, but that was how she thought.

Comfortable and weird.

Mark looked at her for a few seconds and said, "Are you excited? Are you comfortable? You meet my requirements better than in the photo."

photo?

condition?

What do you mean?

Lin Zhiyi didn't have time to think about it, she just saw Mark open the bag that he had put into the box in advance with satisfaction.

After Lin Zhiyi saw clearly what was inside, she struggled in fear.

Mark approached Lin Zhiyi with a smile, holding the things in his hand.

……

box.

The person who came to welcome Gong Chen was the old man's cousin, who is also the current person in charge of the mine.

According to seniority, Gong Chen has to call them fifth uncle and sixth uncle.

So after entering the door, the two elders and their families did not stand up.

After all, their youngest son is old enough to be Gong Chen's father.

The emperor is far away and this is not the capital, so it is not Gong Chen's turn to make the decision.

"Here you go, sit down."

Uncle Wu glanced at Gong Chen and Song Wanqiu behind him and pointed to the very end.

Song Wanqiu looked at the position and frowned slightly.

Seating is very important at banquets.

No matter what, today Gong Chen and she are both the host and the guest, so how can they sit at the end?

"Third Master..." she said dissatisfiedly.

"sit down."

Gong Chen calmly pulled Song Wanqiu to sit down.

The dishes on the table had obviously been touched, and there was only half a bottle of wine left.

The Sixth Uncle threw the tissue he used to wipe his hands on the plate full of bones and said casually, "Your Fifth Uncle and I were hungry, so we ate a little. You are a junior, so you won't mind."

Leftovers, leftovers and leftover wine, this was not a welcoming party at all, it was clearly a show of power to intimidate Gong Chen.

Gong Chen was unusually calm: "It's okay, I'll ask the waiter to bring a bowl of bird's nest porridge. Wanqiu has caught a cold, so it's better for her to eat something hot."

Hearing this, Song Wanqiu's cheeks flushed and she said shyly, "Third Master, I'm fine."

Uncle Five and Uncle Six immediately set their eyes on Song Wanqiu.

"Everyone said you two were in love, but we didn't believe it. I didn't expect you to be so in love. It looks like we're going to have a wedding banquet soon."

"Excuse me, both of you." Song Wanqiu did not deny it and really enjoyed this kind of gaze.

When the bird's nest porridge was served, Gong Chen deliberately felt the temperature before handing it to Song Wanqiu.

Song Wanqiu started eating with a happy look on her face.

Uncle Five and Uncle Six looked at each other and signaled the waiter to pour wine for Gong Chen.

"Gong Chen, although the Liu family can no longer be relied upon, you don't have to worry too much about the mine. We can't let a junior like you and your fiancée work so hard, right?" said the fifth uncle.

"Oh? What are the two uncles going to do?"

Gong Chen moved the wine glass but did not drink it. Instead, he considerately picked up some food for Song Wanqiu.

Uncle Six said indifferently: "Find a few people to secretly force the family members to sign a document admitting that they violated the rules. After they have cleared themselves of any connection, they can just give them some money."

"how much is it?"

"With this document, the most we can do is give them some humanitarian expenses. It's useless even if they want to sue us to death. They are just country folk who can only do hard labor. How can they understand the law?" Uncle Six laughed and didn't care.

Uncle Five was more steadier and didn't say anything, but he also agreed with Uncle Six's approach.

In comparison, Uncle Five is a bit more difficult to deal with.

Gong Chen remained silent, his calm expression making it impossible to read his face.

At this time, the box door was pushed open.

Chen Jin walked over to Gong Chen and whispered in his ear: "Third Master, the people over there said..."

Suddenly, his dark pupils were like thick ink that could not be dissolved, and a faint red flashed in his eyes. He looked sinister and cold, revealing a bloodthirsty danger that was chilling.

He stood up and said, "Excuse me."