The man didn't pay attention to the faces of Wang Lin and Deng Lijun. He didn't know that he had said the wrong thing and offended someone. He continued to smile and said, "How about I sing a song with Miss Deng?"

Deng Lijun's face was very ugly, but she couldn't say anything.

Wang Lin didn't care about the identity of the other party, and said calmly: "What should I say? Comrade, do you think that I, Sister Deng, are accompanying the singers? Or that I am a singer? At the wine table, just let anyone

If she sings, she will sing?"

"Ah?" The man was a little confused, but he still didn't feel how offended his words were. Then he chuckled and said, "Isn't Miss Deng a singer? Isn't she just a singer?"

Wang Lin asked: "Sir, what do you do? Or what are you good at?"

Someone laughed and said: "His specialty is drafting manuscripts."

Wang Linda said: "So, can you write a manuscript for us to read in public?"

The man was stunned for a moment.

Wang Lindao: "It is true that Sister Deng is a singer, but she is not a singer, let alone a backup singer. When she wants to sing, she can sing by herself. No one can force her, let alone ask her regardless of the occasion.

To respect others is to respect yourself.”

Liu Zhifang said: "Mr. Wang is right, you comrades are too presumptuous! You, apologize to Miss Deng."

Deng Lijun said: "I don't need to apologize! I think this gentleman said it unintentionally. She probably didn't think of me as a showman, right?"

The man blushed, waved his hand quickly, and said: "I don't dare, I don't dare. I respect Miss Deng very much. Really, in my heart, Miss Deng is the well-deserved queen of songs! I did say the wrong thing just now, I

I apologize to Miss Deng and I will punish myself with three drinks!"

He drank three glasses of wine in a row, and his face became even redder.

Deng Lijun looked at Wang Lin with a different look.

This man really understands her heart so well!

Wang Lin knew what she was thinking and could help her out.

Perhaps in the hearts of these people, Deng Lijun is indeed a very famous singer.

But in their view, a singer is just a singer, a person who sings. Of course, his status cannot be compared with those of them, nor can he be as respected as Wang Lin.

Maybe they won't express it, but between their words and actions, they unconsciously reveal a sense of superiority or even subconscious contempt.

Wang Lin made his words clear, which can effectively prevent unpleasant things from happening in the future.

Wine table culture is an indispensable part of communication.

Fortunately, Wang Lin was there, and he blocked everyone's toasts for Deng Lijun.

Wang Lin said that Deng Lijun is ill and has been recuperating from illness. In addition, no matter how much she sings, her voice is hurt, and she cannot drink. Please be patient and considerate.

After what happened before, no one dared to persuade him to drink again.

Wang Lin is the God of Wealth and the boss of Aixiu Group. Everyone here knows his influence and power. It is better not to offend such a person if possible.

Besides, Wang Lin paid for this banquet!

When you are eating other people's food and drinking other people's wine, do you still want to embarrass them?

With Wang Lin's help, the banquet ended happily.

After dinner, it was about seven o'clock in the evening.

Wang Lin declined the enthusiastic invitations from Liu Zhifang and others and did not participate in other programs.

When they first arrived, Wang Lin and Deng Lijun did not run around, but returned to the hotel to rest.

In the evening, Wang Lin came to Gu Qingyu's room.

"How are you feeling? Does your stomach still hurt?" Wang Lin asked with a smile.

Gu Qingyu half-leaned on the bed and said, "It's okay. It's been the last two days and I don't feel much pain anymore."

Wang Linda said: "I can see that your old classmate is interested in you."

"You mean Jiang Weiping?" Gu Qingyu said with a smile.

"Um."

"impossible."

"Why isn't it possible?"

"I've been classmates with him for four years, and I haven't seen him think anything of me!"

"How do you know he didn't?"

"He has never confessed his love to me."

"You don't understand a man's thoughts. When he really likes a woman, he won't confess it casually. Because he is afraid."

"Are you afraid of being rejected by me?"

"I'm afraid that I won't even be able to be friends in the future, and I'm afraid that it will be difficult for me to even see you in the future."

"..."

Wang Lin helped her get a cup of hot water and put it in her hand: "Drink more hot water."

"Thank you." Gu Qingyu took the tea cup, sat up and said, "I still think he can't like me. I don't feel it at all."

Wang Lindao: "Then you realized it later. My eyes can't be wrong!"

Gu Qingyu held the cup with both hands, blew it gently, then took a sip and said, "It's useless even if he likes me. There is no way between me and him."

Wang Lin pondered for a moment and said: "Qingyu, I said a few words, but you must not be angry."

Gu Qingyu's eyes suddenly widened: "If you want me to leave you, then I advise you to stop talking."

Wang Lin laughed and said: "Call you smart, you don't know others like you. Call you stupid, you know what I'm going to say!"

Gu Qingyu bit her lip, her eyes sore: "Do you really want me to leave you?"

Wang Lin wanted to tell her that he did not lack women and could not take care of her for the rest of his life.

When two people got together, it was just a game.

Now there is a very good man who likes her, why doesn't she bravely face a new life?

However, when the words came to his lips, Wang Lin couldn't say them out.

He was just silent.

Gu Qingyu put down the cup, poured it into Wang Lin's arms, and looked up at him: "Wang Lin, the person I like is you, not anyone else. No one can replace your position in my heart."

Wang Lin's hand fell on her body silently, caressing her shoulder, and slowly slid down.

Gu Qingyu was born beautiful, soft and charming, with a natural elegance.

It's not about a woman's beauty that she's born beautiful, it's her beautiful life that's important.

She undoubtedly understands life and enjoys it.

Wearing a pink rose-colored tight-fitting puff-sleeved top and a white floral skirt, her waist was tied into a big bow with a ribbon. Her hair was hanging casually. She was just lying on Wang Lin's lap, showing off her appearance.

Her slender figure is seductive and charming.

Wang Lin's hands roamed around her body, not teasing her, just a caress of the beauty.

To say that he didn't like Gu Qingyu would be a lie.

What kind of elegant woman is Gu Qingyu? Like a beautiful picture, she has unique insights and pursuits of beauty. She is not only beautiful, but also uniquely charming. She knows how to appreciate Wang Lin, and her relationship with Wang Lin is so peaceful

, clear, distant and refreshing.

"Wang Lin, do you think I am a very materialistic woman?" She raised her hand and held Wang Lin's chin.

Wang Lin smiled and said, "Really? I don't think so. You don't ask for much when you are with me."

Gu Qingyu said: "No, I admit it, I am a very materialistic woman. I have very high requirements for choosing a mate. How can I sing a song? She doesn't love rich old men, and she won't marry young men without money."

Wang Linda said: "Well, this is everyone's choice, and you are not wrong."

Gu Qingyu said: "I like you because you are a very successful man, I have to admit this. If you were not so successful, I might not love you so much, and it would even be difficult for us to even get to know each other."

Wang Lindao: "Yes! If I am still a mechanic at Shenfang Factory, why should I know a well-known female host like you?"

Gu Qingyu said: "But you also know that there are many rich men around me. Maybe they are not as rich as you, but what they are willing to give me will not be less than what they have already given me."

Wang Lin hummed, knowing that she was telling the truth.

Before she officially dated Wang Lin, there were indeed many wealthy people around her, including corporate CEOs, private company bosses, and some leaders.

But she refused them all, and only wanted to be with Wang Lin.

Recalling the past, Wang Lin had a smile on his face.

Gu Qingyu said: "I love you, Wang Lin! My love is as clear as glass and as fragile as glass. The glass used to hold tea can be changed again, but there is only one glass used to hold love in a lifetime!

"

Wang Lin was touched by her lingering affection again and leaned down to give her a kiss on the lips.

Gu Qingyu closed her eyes slightly and murmured: "I don't know if you can accept it. I don't think even God will reject the admiration my heart has for you, right? I am like a moth flying towards the stars, and like the night
To be continued...