After eating hot pot, Meng Jianwan sent a message to Song Yu, and he replied that the dinner there was not over yet, so she drove the car downstairs of the hotel without so much patience and time to wait.

Meng Jianwan sent a message to Song Yu: "I've arrived. If you don't get out within five minutes, I'll leave first. You can find a way to go back by yourself."

Three minutes later, Song Yu came down, with a black coat hanging from his arms, straight trousers wrapped around his straight and slender legs, the suit buttons were buttoned up, and upwards was a touch of snow-white shirt collar, with sharp Adam's apple, clear jaw, and gold-framed glasses exquisite and expensive.

She looks so handsome, but she always treats her as a driver. Meng Jianwan complains.

Song Yu let out a low voice and got into the passenger seat. Worried that she was dissatisfied, he turned his head and looked over: "Or I'll drive?"

"Aren't you socializing?" Meng Jianwan sniffed and smelled the faint smell of wine from him, and it was white wine. "You dare to drive when you drink."

"I didn't drink it." Song Yu's smell of alcohol was affected by other people drinking at the dinner party. "I said my wife didn't let me drink, so they didn't dare to let me drink it."

Who hasn't heard of Meng Jianwan's reputation circle? The three words "tiger" are not enough to describe her fierceness.

Meng Jianwan: “…”

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Chapter completed!