She feels very good, everything is good, good-looking, and has a good figure. There is no reason why men don’t like it.

However, many people often don’t like such girls. Not to mention that girls don’t like them, boys won’t like them either. However, she doesn’t know.

Chen Bingjing brought the juice to Wen Zeyang again, smiled sweetly at Wen Zeyang and said, "I'll give you juice."

"I'll get it for you." Chen Bingjing knew that it was difficult for her to sit here, so she just came to deliver juice.

"Thank you." Wen Zeyang politely said thank you to Chen Bingjing.

Chen Bingjing actually wanted to sit with them, but they didn't ask her to sit down. She felt quite embarrassed: "You're welcome, then I'll go find my mother."

"Yeah, go." Ruan Bingyue nodded.

Chen Bingjing smiled awkwardly and left.

"Oh, look, look... I've been giving you a drink." Gu Chuxue said deliberately sourly and warmly.

Wen Zeyang glanced at Gu Chuxue: "Sister, you did it on purpose."

"Do you think I can drink it?" Wen Zeyang knew that if she drank the juice sent by Chen Bingjing, she would probably make her think about it again and think too much, so Wen Zeyang would not drink it.

"Actually, this is also someone else's kindness. If you want to drink, just drink it. Just treat it as the waiter." Song Tingting said with a smile.

"Hahaha... You are so cruel, you compare her to a waiter." After hearing Song Tingting's words, Gu Chuxue slapped the table and laughed, completely ignoring her image.

"Sister, sister... don't do this, don't do this, image, image, or image? You often say that you are the eldest lady of the Wen family and the eldest grandmother of the Yi family. Are you like this? Tsk tsk..." Wen Zeyang smiled.

"There's no way. Tingting's words are really funny. I really think they are so funny, hahaha..." | After Gu Chuxue finished speaking, she couldn't help laughing.

Finally, Wen Zeyang shook his head, then called the waiter and asked the waiter to get a glass of juice for him to drink.

At this time, he really wanted to drink some juice, but he didn't drink the juice sent by Chen Bingjing.

"Actually, if you want to drink, you can drink what she brought. Why not? It will definitely be embarrassing for her like this." Ruan Bingyue looked at Wen Zeyang with some confusion and said.

"I would rather embarrass her than make her feel that I am interested in her." Wen Zeyang said with certainty.

"Uh..." Ruan Bingyue seemed to make sense when she heard Wen Zeyang say this.

If Wen Zeyang drank the juice sent by Chen Bingjing, maybe Chen Bingjing's self-righteous woman would think too much, and she would think Wen Zeyang was interested in her.

Therefore, although Wen Zeyang did this a little hurtful, it was right to do it, and it was also good for Chen Bingjing.

"Uh, yes, yes, you said it right... you said it right." Ruan Bingyue smiled at Wen Zeyang.

"Isn't it said, just treat it as the waiter. Whatever she likes to think is her business. Besides... Even if you don't drink her juice, she has always been self-indulgent to think she can marry you." When Gu Chuxue said this, she was full of sarcasm.

"The waiter is actually still paid." Song Tingting said another thing that made Gu Chuxue hilarious: "Tsk... can you stop saying such interesting words? I... I can't help but slap the table and make it hilarious... My brother blames me for not being able to look like it anymore."

"Hahaha... OK OK OK OK I won't say it anymore, but don't you think what I'm talking about is the truth?" Song Tingting asked at Gu Chuxue.

Gu Chuxue nodded: "Yes..."

"But, sister-in-law, are you unhappy? Let's say that Chen Bingjing?" Gu Chuxue took into account Ruan Bingyue's feelings at this time.

Although everyone doesn’t like Chen Bingjing, how come Chen Bingjing is Ruan Bingyue’s cousin, and their dear cousin, they are worried that Ruan Bingyue will be unhappy when they talk about Chen Bingjing in front of Ruan Bingyue.

Ruan Bingyue smiled: "No, no unhappy, I know you are just talking, it's okay."

"That's good, I know that my sister-in-law is generous. If my sister-in-law is unhappy, I will definitely not let us continue talking." Gu Chuxue also knew Ruan Bingyue.

Ruan Bingyue smiled at Gu Chuxue.

"Yes, if my sister is unhappy, I wouldn't dare to say it any longer." Song Tingting also smiled.

Although Chen Bingjing left here, she looked at Wen Zeyang from time to time.

After all, Wen Zeyang is such an excellent man with a radiant light on his body, so many women are staring at Wen Zeyang at this time.

When Chen Bingjing turned to look at Wen Zeyang again, she found that the waiter brought another glass of juice to Wen Zehaoyang, and Wen Zeyang pushed the glass of juice she brought to him aside. It seemed that she had never moved.

This made Chen Bingjing feel a little uncomfortable.

If he doesn't drink it, it's okay, but Wen Zeyang wants to drink juice, but he doesn't drink the juice she brought, and asks the waiter to get another glass. This... what's this?

This made Chen Bingjing feel particularly uncomfortable.

However, she wanted to fight for it again, but she didn't want to give up so soon.

Chen Bingjing thought to himself, and then he would try to see what his attitude was.

If not, there are still a bunch of rich second generations. The rich young master is waiting for her, what are you afraid of?

Chen Bingjing is thinking now that she can’t marry Wen Zeyang, and it’s the same for marrying other wealthy families. Although her power and wealth are not as strong as the Wen family, she will never have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of her life, and she will wear gold and silver.

The same, the same.

You must be content and never have too high requirements.

Time passed slowly.

It was about six o'clock, and it was over and it had been half a day, but it was so tired of Ruan Bingyue.

At the end, Wen Zehao and Ruan Bingyue were both at the door to see the guests off and were about to stand again. Wen Zehao felt sorry for Ruan Bingyue.

"Does your feet still hurt?" Wen Zehao always remembers whether Ruan Bingyue's feet hurt.

"It's okay." It actually hurts, but if you say it, it still hurts. So Ruan Bingyue didn't say it directly, not letting Wen Zehao worry about him.

"You, I know when I look at your expression. It must still hurt. Looking at your face with your eyebrows locked, you know when you feel pain. You even say it's okay." Wen Zehao looked at Ruan Bingyue with heartache and said.
Chapter completed!