Rebirth of the ugly girl

Chapter 50
Jian Jiayang didn't seem to notice Zhang Lan's ugly expression, and raised his head casually to Shen Ting: "Why don't you eat it? I specially left a few pieces of meat for you. It won't taste good when you get old."

When Shen Ting heard this, she didn't say anything, she just glanced at Zhang Lan in embarrassment, and stretched out her chopsticks to scoop up meat from the pot.

Zhang Lan was very sensitive, and immediately felt a sense of being looked down upon by her. He didn't want to leave, and it didn't matter if he didn't leave. For a moment, he stood there with an extremely ugly expression.

As a bystander, Fang Kelu saw everything in her eyes. She couldn't read well, but her brain moved extremely fast, and after a few back and forth, she guessed everything completely.

This girl likes Jian Jiayang, she looks like she is a rich girl in her clothes, she looks so handsome, she is liked by everyone everywhere.

Regarding this matter, Fang Kelu was very happy to hear it, it would be great if this annoying rich girl could chase this kid away.

Seeing Shen Ting and Jian Jiayang getting closer and closer, the two cooperated tacitly and almost became friends who talked about everything.

Fang Kelu knew very well that many couples started as friends and slowly established their relationship. She felt a sense of crisis, but she couldn't blatantly intervene, she could only worry on the sidelines.

Fang Kelu has [-]% indifference to Zhang Lan, but if she can catch Jian Jiayang, she won't have much opinion of her.

It was a good treat for dinner, but on the way, he met Zhang Lan, who was looking for trouble. Shen Ting's appetite was halved. He only ate a few mouthfuls of food, wiped his mouth, got up and got dressed.

"Waiter, pay the bill." In front of Zhang Lan, Shen Ting called out to the waiter in the distance, bowed her head and took out a card from her wallet.

Seeing her movement, Jian Jiayang smiled and pressed her hand back, and took out his wallet from his pocket, "Don't, you take the joke seriously, I'm here, how could I let you treat me."

Zhang Lan's teeth are about to be gritted, how does that sentence "I'm here" sound like, why does it have a taste of pampering, Shen Ting is really good at it, she is so ugly, she doesn't know what kind of despicable method she used. It's really shameless to be attracted to Jian Jiayang.

"I've said I'll pay the bill, are you not giving me face?" Zhang Lan pushed back Jian Jiayang's hand, not seeing Jian Jiayang's frown for a moment, walked back to his seat, took out a card from his bag, and two He held it between his fingers and handed it to the waiter, "Here, take it and brush it."

"Aren't you happy that someone is willing to pay the bill?" Fang Kelu grabbed Shen Ting's shoulder and took it out, then looked back at Jian Jiayang, "Why are you standing there, why don't you leave?"

Good upbringing was there. Although Jian Jiayang felt uncomfortable, he still nodded to Zhang Lan and the female students at the table, "You guys eat, we will go first."

Looking at his back, Zhang Lan was so angry that he threw his newly purchased mobile phone on the table, and a girl on the table sighed regretfully.

Zhang Lan was in a fit of anger, and immediately vented all her anger on her, "What are you doing! I can drop my phone whenever I want, why the hell are you sighing? Don't think that after playing behind me for a few days, you treat yourself as a It's just me, you're just Miss Ben's dog."

This is true, it is no longer a question of whether it is serious or not. In the public, the girl who was scolded by the scolded girl first blushed, and endured it so hard that she did not let the tears fall.

The girl's companion pressed her hand under the table tightly, telling the girl to hold back, and don't offend Zhang Lan unless it is absolutely necessary.

After hanging around with Zhang Lan for so long, they are too aware of the influence of her family.

Ordinary people like them can't compete with the Zhang family at all. It's fine if they don't play with Zhang Lan before, but now they have taken so many things from her, how can they easily turn against her? What if she tells them to return all the things before? Go back, what do they give back?

"I'm sorry, Zhang Lan. Xiaoqin's boyfriend just broke up with her. He's been restless recently. What made you angry, you don't remember villains, so don't take it to heart."

Zhang Lan dismissed them coldly, "It's really a wise choice for your boyfriend to break up with you."

The girl bit her lower lip tightly, pinching her palms red, lowered her head, tears finally flowed down.

Shen Ting left the hot pot restaurant, and smiled apologetically at Jian Jiayang, "I'm sorry, I chose the wrong place. I will definitely treat you to dinner another day. You choose the place."

Jian Jiayang looked at her raised hair due to static electricity, and wanted to help her smooth it with itchy hands. He caught a glimpse of Fang Kelu who was standing next to him, gave up his thoughts, and smiled at her: "We have been together for so long, we are considered good friends. Friends, if you are so polite to me, I will be angry."

Being with Jian Jiayang, it seemed that he would never have to worry about the silence and the stiff atmosphere. Shen Ting suddenly felt better again, and looked down at his watch. It was past eight o'clock, and it was almost nine o'clock.

A car in the distance saw them waiting on the side of the road. The driver looked over and honked his horn twice.

Shen Ting looked over and waved to the car. The driver understood her meaning and the car drove towards them.

Looking up, Shen Ting said to Jian Jiayang: "It's getting late, your house has access control, so I won't see you off."

While speaking, the car stopped by the side of the road. Jian Jiayang gestured to the driver, signaling him to wait a moment, took off the scarf around his neck, and wrapped the scarf around Shen Ting's neck with a dazed expression. , and tie a knot.

Jian Jiayang's heart beat a little fast, he pretended not to care and waved his hand at Shen Ting, "It's cold, you should go home as soon as you get a taxi, don't stay outside, I'm leaving." He opened the car door and got in.

The driver started the car. Jian Jiayang stretched out his hand and shook out the window again. Through the rearview mirror, he saw Shen Ting wearing his scarf and waving his hand in the direction of the car. A happy smile overflowed from his lips. What are you happy about.

"This kid!" Fang Kelu muttered, wanting to take off the obtrusive scarf, looking at Shen Ting's red nose, she gave up again.

Holding Shen Ting Weiliang's hand, Fang Kelu pulled her forward, and said loudly while walking: "Okay, don't think so much, he won't be cold when he gets in the car, there is no other meaning in wrapping you up."

Shen Ting came back to her senses, it was okay if she didn't explain, but the more she explained, the more chaotic she said, she suddenly felt dumbfounded, if she didn't say it, she really didn't expect this.

The reason why Shen Ting was in a daze was because, in just a few minutes, the favorability value had risen by nearly 10 points. She didn't seem to have done anything just now. Why did the favorability value rise so quickly?

It wasn't until he reached the front of the villa that the smile on Jian Jiayang's mouth slowly dropped.

The driver saw him smiling all the way, thinking that he was driving a fool, and was worried all the way, until a hundred-yuan bill was handed over to him, then he smiled, "Thank you, I'll find your change..."

"No need, thank you for your hard work, buy a cup of hot tea for the rest." Jian Jiayang got out of the car, thinking about how he would lie about coming home so late if he met his mother later.

(End of this chapter)