Chapter 88

Seeing Wu Jinsong stepping out, Meng Yu suddenly knew that Guo Yunting was out of play, so he had to curl his lips and walk back.

"No, Wu Jinsong, I'm with Fang Chuan, I'm sitting with him." Guo Yunting smiled, waved his hand, and walked to Fang Chuan.

"What?" Wu Jinsong was stunned for a moment, and then his face became very ugly. Just now, he was acting in front of Fang Chuan.

Now, it is really unreasonable for Banhua to sit in front of that poor ghost!

"Guo Yunting said that she and Fang Chuan are together. What does this mean? Are they two in love?"

"Impossible, Guo Yunting is so beautiful, how can he look at Shangfangchuan, a guy with a shameless appearance and no sense of existence?"

"Maybe it's a little connection, who can tell."

Everyone also felt surprised and couldn't help turning their eyes to Fang Chuan.

"What?" Meng Yu suddenly became angry when he heard Guo Yunting's words. It didn't matter if he lost to Wu Jinsong, because he was not as good as Wu Jinsong.

However, now he Meng Yu actually lost to Fang Chuan, this poor and hopeless Fang Chuan!

He clenched his fists, his eyes almost burst into flames, gritted his teeth and said: "Fang Chuan, this bastard, how does he hook up with work flowers? I want him to look good!"

"Yes, why can he hook up the class flower!"

"Brother Meng, we will make him look good later."

"Correct!"

The people next to Meng Yu were filled with righteous indignation. In fact, they also felt shameless.

Their psychology is the same as Meng Yu, Fang Chuan is inferior to them, they should not be favored by Guo Yunting.

When Wu Jinsong saw Guo Yunting walking towards Fang Chuan, his face was dark, his eyes seemed to flash with a ruthless light, and he strode to catch up.

"Yunting!" He grabbed Guo Yunting's wrist, "Come on to me. I know you work in the jade industry. I have some connections. I will give you a good job at that time. Go to Fang Chuan. When you go, he can't guarantee what he can help you."

"You said Fang Chuan can't protect herself?" Guo Yunting raised her brows and felt a little funny. She had a good relationship with Prince Wang, and talked with Secretary Wang about starting a company. People who could make tens of millions of dollars casually could not protect themselves.

"Isn't it?" Wu Jinsong smiled faintly, "To be honest, it is a pity for a beautiful woman like you to be with him. Only a person like me can let you get the life that a beautiful woman deserves!"

As he said, he was going to take Guo Yunting to his table.

"Wu Jinsong, please let me go." Guo Yunting retracted her wrist quickly, trying to get rid of Wu Jinsong's hand, but Wu Jinsong didn't want to let it go.

This is where Wu Jinsong has become accustomed to the second generation of rich and domineering.

"Wu Jinsong!" Fang Chuan couldn't stand it anymore, and walked over directly, grabbing Wu Jinsong's wrist and lightly holding it, "Let go."

"Ah." Wu Jinsong snorted and let go of his hand subconsciously.

Fang Chuan pulled Guo Yunting behind him with a faint smile: "Everyone is an old classmate. It is her freedom for Guo Yunting to sit there."

"You stop me?" Wu Jinsong's eyes flashed fiercely.

"It depends on what you think." Fang Chuan smiled, turned around and took Guo Yunting's hand, went to his table, and sat beside him.

"Fang Chuan!" When Wu Jinsong saw Guo Yunting obediently let Fang Chuan hold his hand, his eyes almost burst into flames.

Others were shocked when they saw the scene in front of them. They didn't expect that Fang Chuan, a little-known little figure, could hold Banhua's hand.

Seeing everyone discussing, Wu Jinsong knew that he was a little overbearing just now and would make people gossiping, so he hummed coldly and returned to his table.

"Fang Chuan, are you with Beauty Guo?" Nie Wenxing looked at Fang Chuan in surprise.

Fang Chuan shook his head: "No, I'm just friends with her."

"Really?" Nie Wenxing smiled, and his good friends held hands. He looked at Guo Yunting's face again, but he was shy.

He couldn't help being surprised. This was obviously the rhythm that Guo Meili liked Fang Chuan, but Fang Chuan had not yet agreed.

He looked at his good brother once again, and faintly felt that Fang Chuan was not as simple as it appeared.

After a while, everyone who was coming also came. Song Xiaolong did not come, which was what Fang Chuan expected.

"Okay, everyone is almost here, monitor, let the waiter serve." Wu Jinsong snapped his fingers, as if he was instructing monitor Ma Rui.

Ma Rui was easy-going and didn't care, smiled, and went out to let the waiter serve.

Not long after, the waiter brought the dishes up, and with a few glasses of wine, there was a little awkward atmosphere before, and suddenly became active.

"Juanzi, come with me to Fang Chuan's table." Meng Yu took Du Lijuan's hand and the two came to Fang Chuan together.

He deliberately didn't let go, and smiled at the other Chuan said: "Fang Chuan, come to me to toast you a cup. Back then, I only dared to write a love letter. I didn't even dare to confess back then. Now I can get the favor of Guo Meili, not bad!

Fang Chuan had a drink with Meng Yu, and said something casually.

"Juanzi, you were Fang Chuan's goddess back then, you saw him today, should you also toast Fang Chuan a bar?" Meng Yu pulled Du Lijuan's hand.

Du Lijuan was a little embarrassed, but seeing Fang Chuan, who liked herself back then, looked indifferent to herself, and felt uncomfortable.

She quickly poured a glass of wine and said: "Fang Chuan, I toast you."

"Okay." Fang Chuan didn't care. For Du Lijuan, it was just a memory. He smiled and had a drink.

Meng Yu said again: "In your relationship, one drink is not enough, at least three glasses."

"But..." Du Lijuan is not very good at drinking, a little unwilling.

Meng Yu squeezed his hand and glanced at Du Lijuan: "But what is it, you should drink three glasses!"

"Okay." Du Lijuan nodded and drank three more glasses with Fang Chuan.

Meng Yu’s friend, friend and friend, saw Meng Yu’s point, and he was going to pour Fangchuan’s wine to make him embarrassed and hurried over.

One by one made a lot of excuses and kept drinking with Fang Chuan. Fang Chuan also refused to come and poured a cup of wine into his mouth.

He is a cultivator of the third level of qi refining, not to mention the true qi, it is said that he is not drunk in a thousand cups, and he can use the true qi to force alcohol out of the body.

So, why would he be afraid of these people drinking?

"Let's go too." When Wu Jinsong saw Meng Yu's move, he also smiled, so he took the wine glass and came over with a few people to drink with Fang Chuan.

"Fang Chuan..." Guo Yunting looked anxious.

"Old Fang, don't drink it." Nie Wenxing met, and while persuading Fang Chuan, he picked up the cup and said, "I will drink with you."

"Haha, Nie Wenxing, you have to drink and wait a while, but we have to respect Fang Chuan's wine and go aside!" Wu Jinsong was not polite at all.

Meng Yu also said: "Fang Chuan is our role model, self-reliant, how can we not toast him?"

They sang one and continued to find Fang Chuan for a drink.

Fang Chuan saw it, but smiled: "It's boring to use a cup. Blow the bottle. How about three bottles per person?"