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

Lin Zhiyi had experienced Song Wanqiu's private viciousness in her previous life.

She switched between the two faces with ease, and her acting was flawless.

In her previous life, Lin Zhiyi would have tried every possible means to explain, but now she found that there was no need to go through so much trouble to deal with Song Wanqiu.

Just go crazy.

Lin Zhiyi put down her phone, picked up the boiling hot coffee pot and turned around suddenly.

"You're such a slut with your mouth, haven't you been burned enough?"

"Miss Song, do you want to experience being tortured by a madman here?"

"I lost my salary, but you lost the face of yourself, the Song family, and the Third Master. Can you afford it?"

Sure enough, when Song Wanqiu saw the coffee pot, the muscles on her face trembled instinctively and her foundation almost shook off.

She immediately took two steps back, her eyes glaring: "Lin Zhiyi, don't be too proud, do you think you won?"

"In the end, didn't the Third Master think of me and destroyed all the evidence in your hands?"

"He loves me, that's why he does this. As for you... he just thinks it's fun to give it to you for free."

Hearing this, Lin Zhiyi clenched his teeth and swallowed back the bitterness that was rising in his throat with hatred.

Yes.

What Song Wanqiu said is absolutely right.

But she doesn't care whether Gong Chen loves her or not!

Lin Zhiyi smiled slowly, and the hand holding the pot handle moved: "It's not like you to show your cards so soon. Are you afraid of me? Don't worry, I look forward to you being my little aunt more than anyone else. How much fun it will be then?"

"You!" Song Wanqiu didn't even bother to pretend, and glared at her fiercely, "Lin Zhiyi, you'd better not mess around, otherwise I will let the Third Master destroy you."

Lin Zhiyi moved closer to her with the coffee pot, then lifted the coffee pot during their secret contest.

Song Wanqiu is also a ruthless person. She doesn't move, betting that Lin Zhiyi won't dare to do anything wrong.

But her eyes still revealed her fear.

Who can be crazier than a certified madman?

This is enough for Lin Zhiyi.

The moment the coffee was poured, Song Wanqiu paused for a moment, and Lin Zhiyi smiled and moved the coffee pot, pouring a cup of coffee into her cup.

"Song Wanqiu, I'm going to say this to you too. You don't want to be thrown out of the Gong family's gate next time, do you?"

"Is there anything else? If not, I still have to make coffee for others."

Lin Zhiyi raised his hand and waved.

Song Wanqiu's chest heaved and he left with gritted teeth.

She never loses!

And will never lose to Lin Zhiyi!

……

Lin Zhiyi came out with the coffee, and Song Wanqiu slowly stood up.

"Today is the first time for the three of us to arrive here. Why don't I treat you tonight so that we can get together and get to know each other better?"

The crowd cheered.

Someone asked, "Miss Song, will the Third Master come to accompany you?"

Song Wanqiu raised her eyes to look at Lin Zhiyi and smiled proudly: "Of course, he was the one who asked me to treat everyone to a meal."

"The restaurant that San Ye went to must be expensive, right? Where is it?"

"You'll know when you arrive."

Song Wanqiu kept the secret.

After finishing a day's work, Bella had to rush to meet Xueman who was on a business trip, so she left first.

Finally, Song Wanqiu brought everyone to the restaurant.

Yiyuan.

One of the most profitable restaurants under Gong Chen's name.

Yi is named after his mother. The whole restaurant is designed like a Jiangnan ink painting, with beautiful artistic conception everywhere.

The guests who can come here are either rich or noble.

As soon as everyone got off the car, they were stunned by the magnificent plaque above their heads.

Someone who knows the market exclaimed: "It's really thanks to Miss Song that we can have dinner in such a high-end restaurant today."

The person next to him pushed: "What Miss Song? That's the future boss lady."

Song Wanqiu covered her lips and lowered her eyes shyly: "Don't talk nonsense, it's not yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, the waiter ran out quickly and took Song Wanqiu's bag.

"Ms. Song, still the same as before?"

This short sentence is enough to show that Song Wanqiu is not only a regular customer, but also receives special treatment here.

Song Wanqiu raised the corner of her eyes and glanced at Lin Zhiyi who was standing at the edge. When she spoke again, she had a bit more composure and style of a hostess.

"I'm treating you today, and I asked the chef to keep an eye on it for me."

"Yes, the box is ready for you, please."

The waiter leads the way.

Song Wanqiu kept giving instructions as they walked, and her familiarity made everyone envious.

When she reached the door of the box, she asked, "Everyone is happy today, let's drink something. I remember that the Third Master has put a lot of good wine in the underground wine cellar."

Chen Huan said worriedly: "This, this is not good, right? Third Master's wine is not cheap, right?"

Song Wanqiu smiled casually: "Third Master often brings me here and always lets me take whatever I want. I don't really know the price, but I broke a bottle before and they said it would cost hundreds of thousands. Third Master didn't say anything, he was just worried that I would get scratched."

"Hey, how come you ate a big mouthful of dog food while talking? Why don't you thank the boss lady?" a colleague joked.

"Thank you, boss lady."

"Don't do this, I won't talk anymore."

Song Wanqiu's face was blushing, like a shy girl, but her eyes were fixed on Lin Zhiyi.

As if declaring her sovereignty.

Lin Zhiyi looked at her and smiled twice along with her colleagues.

She doesn't even care about Gong Chen, so how could she care about her, the future boss lady?

At this time, Chen Huan moved to Lin Zhiyi's side and grinned.

"I really envy Miss Song, but Zhiyi, you definitely don't envy me. Your boyfriend must be very good to you, too."

"I don't have a boyfriend." Lin Zhiyi emphasized.

"Then your neck..."

"Dog bites."

Lin Zhiyi muttered something and quickly went to find a seat to sit down.

When the wine was delivered, the waiter specifically introduced the type and origin of the wine in front of everyone, and of course its value.

"16 Romanee-Conti, three hundred thousand."

"..."

Everyone exclaimed, and held the wine glasses with great caution.

Song Wanqiu seemed to be used to big occasions. She raised her hand and waved, "You're welcome. Drink as much as you want."

Colleagues began to toast Song Wanqiu with one glass after another.

Soon, those who could not drink much became drunk and spoke more boldly.

"Miss Song, didn't you say that the Third Master would come with you? Why hasn't he arrived yet?"

Song Wanqiu held up her chin and said drunkenly, "How can we drink and chat freely if he comes? That's why I asked him to arrive later."

As she spoke, she took out her cell phone and made a call in front of everyone.

Everyone held their breath and stared at her expectantly, only Lin Zhiyi lowered her head to eat her food.

Yiyuan is truly the most profitable restaurant, with great views and the dishes are exquisite and delicious.

If it weren’t for Song Wanqiu, she wouldn’t be able to eat such expensive food by herself.

Song Wanqiu on the opposite side saw that Lin Zhiyi was eating enthusiastically, so she deliberately raised her voice.

"Third Master..." Song Wanqiu's delicate voice seemed to be covered with a layer of honey, "You can come now."

The colleagues were so happy to hear this, but even so, they couldn't help but envy Song Wanqiu.

Song Wanqiu bit her lip and whispered, "I did drink a little. Don't worry, I still have you even if I get drunk. Don't... be like before... um..."

She looked at everyone with wet eyes in panic, then covered her lips and stopped talking.

Everyone here is an adult. What else can handsome men and beautiful women do after drinking?

Especially seeing Song Wanqiu's blushing face, some single men and women felt embarrassed to listen any further.

Lin Zhiyi was drinking the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall in her hand. It was delicious, so delicious!

It was so delicious that she didn't even notice Song Wanqiu stood up and staggered to her side.

"Waiting for you, hurry up."

Lin Zhiyi almost vomited.

But surprisingly, as soon as Song Wanqiu hung up the phone, Gong Chen pushed open the door of the box.

Isn't this too fast?

If you don’t know, you might think Gong Chen is waiting outside the door.

The man was dressed casually today, wearing a khaki windbreaker, a thin black turtleneck sweater underneath, and dark grey trousers.

Simple and sophisticated.

With a handsome and dangerous face, as he approaches step by step, no matter how simple his clothes are, they can't hide his intimidating aura.

Song Wanqiu fell into his arms and said coquettishly, "Third Master, I'm a little sleepy. Take me back to bed."

Take me back, this word is used very well.

When everyone saw Gong Chen, they all stood up and said, "Third Master."

Gong Chen glanced at everyone indifferently, hummed lightly, and then his eyes fell on Lin Zhiyi who was eating quietly.

Lin Zhiyi didn't look at him and continued eating.

Gong Chen supported Song Wanqiu and prepared to leave.

Lin Zhiyi was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when Chen Huan beside her smiled secretly.

"Zhiyi, you and the Third Master are wearing the same clothes. You both wear black turtlenecks, but... he definitely doesn't use them to cover up dog bite marks as you said."

Lin Zhiyi almost smashed the bowl.

Gong Chen behind her stared at her with a dangerous look for a full ten seconds before leaving.