Feng Yu glanced at the woman coldly...

A woman with an ordinary and vulgar appearance actually wants to compete with An Lan?

He glanced at her contemptuously and then looked away, pausing when he saw her eyes.

Under the dim light, he did not see her appearance clearly.

But when those bright eyes touched, they felt a little familiar.

Lan Xin’s eyes are very beautiful, like a dark night with thousands of stars gathered, and each look is full of charm.

At this moment, the charming eyes flashed with a cold light, looking at him coldly.

In an instant, Feng Yu was a little dazed, and An Lan once looked at him with such a cold look.

Feng Yu stared at her tightly, his low voice emanated from his throat, mixed with a domineering aura.

"come over."

An Lan remained motionless.

Seeing this, Wang Hai was anxious and pushed her and said, "Why are you still standing there? Come over and pour wine for Mr. Feng!"

An Lan had no expression on his face and coldly spoke up to Feng Yu, "No interest."

As soon as these words came out, the temperature in the air seemed to drop a few degrees. Wang Hai took a breath and gritted his teeth with a pale face and said, "Lan Xin, what are you doing? Hurry up and apologize to Mr. Feng!"

As he said that, he bent down to Feng Yu to apologize and said, "Mr. Feng, I'm sorry. It may be the first time Lan Xin has seen you too nervous, don't be angry."

Feng Yu ignored him and leaned lazily on the sofa, his dark eyes still staring at her.

At this moment, he was just looking at the woman directly.

The blue heart is very tall, about 1.7 meters tall, with a simple and neat look. Under the tight shorts, a pair of white and slender legs, long hair is tied up high, and his facial features are very delicate and beautiful. His face is pure and innocent, and his face exudes a youthful atmosphere.

But he was still concerned with those eyes.

Wang Hai's cold sweat was flowing down, and he pushed An Lan violently, and An Lan couldn't help but take two steps forward.

She stood in front of the coffee table, looked at Feng Yu coldly, and still said nothing.

"Why are you still standing stupidly? I have paved the road for you. Think clearly for yourself. If you miss this opportunity, you will never be the next time." Wang Hai gritted his teeth behind him with regret.

If he hadn't been afraid of being dragged out to chop by Feng Yu, he would have wanted to come forward to serve him personally, but this woman had some trouble playing with this trick.

An Lan was urged to feel a little impatient. She frowned and said coldly: "I can't pour wine, and I won't be able to accompany me. Please find someone else."

Hearing this, Feng Yu raised his eyebrows, wrapped his hands around his chest to look at her, and a sneer appeared between his lips.

Over the years, he has seen too many women who want to lean on him and climb onto the bed. He has attracted him with enthusiasm or pretentious aloofness, but he has never seen anyone like her.

Her cold eyes and disdainful lips were telling him that she didn't want to take him.

Wang Hai was so scared that he wanted to kneel down. He didn't care about anything else, and grabbed An Lan's hand and roared: "Lan Xin, what are you doing? Do you want to kill me? You knelt down and begged me to give you a chance, so I paved the way for you. What's your point now?"

"You, believe it or not, I will drive you out, so that you will never have a chance to turn over in your life!"

An Lan's hand was so painful that it was grabbed by him. She frowned and pulled out her hand, and said coldly while moving her wrists: "Now I don't want this opportunity. If you want to get to the post, wash it and deliver it to the door. I won't be with you!"

Feng Yu looked at the woman in front of him in disguise. Her chin raised slightly and her thick eyebrows were somewhat like the delicate girl he had seen.

"You, you..."

"Now I'm telling you clearly that I'm going to quit."

After An Lan finished speaking, she didn't even look at Feng Yu, pushed Wang Hai away and walked out the door quickly. She didn't want to stay here for a moment.

Wang Hai was pushed and staggered back, his face swelling like a pig's liver, and he roared behind him: "Lan Xin, you will regret it! I will call my colleagues to boycott you now, and you will never think about surviving here again."

An Lan, who walked to the door, held the door handle in his hand and replied coldly without looking back—

"casual."

After saying that, she opened the door without hesitation and ran out, as if someone was chasing her behind her.
Chapter completed!