Do not go to the galaxy

Chapter 82 She Doesn't Like To Show Off
"No?" Zuo Xingyun turned his face and glanced at her: "I don't want to go, but Shi Nian Anfei wants to invite me to come together. If you say anything, it will be the first dinner of the partners. The hospitality is hard to refuse."

Xiang Wan was not surprised when Nian An got in touch with him privately, and he didn't bother him to join the dinner, but he simply didn't know where he made a mistake. Judging from his usual 'everyday schedule', there wouldn't be any. If you have time to join in the fun, just think that he has taken the wrong medicine.

Just came out to have a light meal, this guy is still dressed in a serious way, a spotless white shirt, black trousers, thanks to the hot weather, he wears a tie unruly, two shirt buttons are undone, sexy Adam's apple and collarbone Looming, barely a little bit casual, it doesn't look that difficult to get along with.

Along the way, Xiang Wan was looking at the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and finally, while waiting for the traffic lights, he couldn't help but reached out and took them off for him.

Zuo Xingyun dodged subconsciously, but he didn't completely dodge, and Xiang Wan easily succeeded.

"It's too serious to wear glasses. It's better to take them off. Are you seriously short-sighted?"

Zuo Xingyun didn't seem to have recovered from her actions, so he paused before saying, "I'm not short-sighted, I don't have a prescription."

"Then why are you wearing it?" Xiang Wan tried it on in front of her eyes as if she didn't believe it.

Zuo Xingyun didn't say a word, and Xiang Wan didn't ask any further questions. He folded his glasses and hung them on the collar of his shirt.

When we arrived at the restaurant, Shi Nian'an saw that Zuo Xingyun had really come, and joked: "It's rare, you really came, it's really not easy to have a meal with a big man like you."

Zuo Xingyun responded with a half-smile expression.

When Yan Qing didn't see him, Xiang Wan asked, "Your brother hasn't arrived yet?"

"We're on the way, we can order first." Shi Nian'an generously handed the menu to Zuo Xingyun: "Come on partner, it's the first time we have dinner together, you order."

The restaurant is still Shi Yanqing's restaurant, the place where Shi Nian'an got angry because of packing up last time, the grade is good enough.

The menu went through a process in Zuo Xingyun's hands, and he handed it to Xiang Wan after changing hands: "You order."

When Shi Nian'an looked at the two of them, his eyes immediately became meaningful, and Xiang Wan didn't notice anything, and carefully ordered dishes according to everyone's tastes and preferences on weekdays.

After about ten minutes, Shi Yanqing came late. Coincidentally, he was also wearing a formal suit today, the same white shirt and black trousers as Zuo Xingyun.

In contrast, one is sunny and elegant, and the other is deep and restrained.

Shi Nian'an rarely saw him dressed so formally, and couldn't help complaining: "What did you do before you came to eat? I'm not used to dressing like this."

Shi Yanqing glanced over several people respectively, and then said after sitting down: "I helped my dad meet a client, this is...?"

"He's...my little uncle!" Xiang Wan stumbled through the introduction, not wanting Zuo Xingyun to continue to take advantage of his seniority, but there was no other suitable title.

"I'm not that old; just call me by my name, Zuo Xingyun." Zuo Xingyun retorted half-jokingly.

Shi Yanqing was slightly surprised: "You don't know...the Zuo Xingyun I know?"

"I think it's possible." Zuo Xingyun's eyebrows showed absolute confidence.

"Jiu Yang." Shi Yanqing smiled and looked at Xiang Wan: "There is such a powerful little uncle, why have you never heard of it?"

Xiang Wan smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to respond.Fortunately, Zuo Xingyun didn't carry it today, so he answered the question for her: "She doesn't like to show off."

Although these words sound a bit shameless, no one thinks that he is narcissistic, mainly because he has the capital of narcissism, and there is a joking element.

(End of this chapter)