Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

At six o'clock in the afternoon, An Nansheng arrived at the place where he had agreed to meet Shen Yitong on time.

Song Ke parked the car in front of the hotel, and immediately the doorman in charge of parking came over to help An Nansheng open the car door.

It was a bit of a coincidence that the hotel Shen Yitong booked was Jinzun.

Jinzun is the highest-star hotel in Fengcheng, and no one knows who Shen Yitong is going to entertain.

As soon as I got off the bus, I suddenly heard a vulgar whistle behind me, and it came in a roundabout way.

There are actually gangsters sneaking into a place like Jinzun.

She ignored him and walked into the hotel in her high heels.

"This beautiful lady... Holy shit, is that you?"

An Nansheng turned around and saw a somewhat familiar face.

Isn’t this the guy that Chen Zheng threw out at the last cocktail party?

The man who was trying to strike up a conversation with her was extremely disgusted when he saw her face. He just wanted to strike up a conversation, but he didn't expect to meet the woman who embarrassed him last time again.

Fengcheng is not a small city. How come he met this woman twice in the two times he came here recently?

"Heh." The guy rolled his eyes and strode away.

In An Nansheng's eyes, his behavior was so childish that it could not be described in words, so she naturally didn't bother to argue with him.

After An Nansheng answered the phone, he went upstairs to the private room. The man chatting animatedly with Shen Yitong at the huge dining table was the same guy as before.

"Nan Sheng is here, come over here, let me introduce you to a friend."

Shen Yitang enthusiastically introduced the two of them:

"Young Master Cheng, this is Miss An Nansheng, the president of the An Group I mentioned to you. She is well-known as the youngest president in Fengcheng."

"Nan Sheng, this is Cheng Ran, the crown prince of Hengyu Group, Young Master Cheng."

In fact, An Nansheng was famous in Fengcheng not only for being the youngest, but also for being the most famous title: "Beautiful CEO." However, Shen Yitang loved her, and of course he couldn't use her beauty as a gimmick when introducing a young man.

An Nansheng couldn't help but open his eyes wide and look at the man carefully.

He turned out to be the prince of Lingcheng Hengyu Group. She was really short-sighted. She thought he was some useless prodigal son.

He quickly extended his hand: "Hello, Master Cheng, I'm An Nansheng."

Cheng Ran glanced at the fair and slender little hand and sneered:

"I don't dare to shake hands. I don't dare to shake hands at all. What if your lover throws me out again? I won't lose face, will I?"

Shen Yitong's face was full of confusion: "Have you... seen it before?"

An Nansheng withdrew his hand, not feeling embarrassed, and said with a smile:

"I met him at a cocktail party. It was a misunderstanding."

Cheng Ran immediately said, "That's not a misunderstanding. Not only did you splash wine all over me, but your lover even had someone gag me with a rag and throw me out of the party. I'm petty, and I'll remember this for the rest of my life."

Shen Yitong was shocked and asked An Nansheng:

"Is there still this?"

An Nansheng simply explained:

"It's really a misunderstanding. Master Jiu doesn't know Master Cheng."

An Nansheng didn't expect that the man who was trying to strike up a conversation with her was actually such an important person. However, even if he had known this, the result might not have changed. The glass of wine would definitely have been spilled.

She didn't want to say too much to Shen Yitong. After all, this person was the one Shen Yitong wanted to introduce to her. She couldn't say that this bastard was shameless and incompetent. It was just for Shen Yitong's sake that she decided to pretend to be the grandson today.

So he laughed and said:

"That's how it is: there's no friendship without fighting. So, I'll drink three cups as an apology. What do you say?"

Cheng Ran snorted, "How can three cups be enough?"

He casually picked up a bottle of white wine and placed it in front of An Nansheng: "Drink it, and I won't bother you about the cocktail party."

This bastard who got struck by lightning!

That's 53-proof liquor. Can she still stand after drinking a bottle?

"Young Master Cheng," Shen Yitong pulled An Nansheng, naturally standing on her side: "This bottle is too much. For my sake, let's forget about it. I will definitely accompany you for a good drink later."

As soon as he finished speaking, An Nansheng grabbed the bottle and drank it.