Chapter 589 (1/2)

When Mr. Smith saw song ran, he did not worry about his wife's feeling standing beside him. His eyes were always shining.

Ms. song's glasses of red wine are not as beautiful as those I've seen in front of me for two months

A man always stops talking, but this does not affect his desire to express. After speaking, the smile on his face becomes more obvious and the wrinkles around his eyes are gradually deepening.

Song ran took the glass and raised her hand slightly. ”Mr. Smith is also elegant. Miss Yan has a good eye.”

Yu Guang specially swept the woman standing beside her, and saw that she was still smiling, and there was no half of displeasure on her face.

The irony in her words could not have been unnoticed.

So he stopped, narrowed his eyes and politely said, ”I heard that Mr. Smith's recent business focus is in Kyoto. When he is free, I'll let you know. I'm ready to prepare in advance and give you a good reception.”

Speaking of the business in Kyoto, Mr. Smith's face was obviously a little surprised. But for a moment, after Yu Guang noticed his wife's face, he gave a rather official smile, ”definitely, definitely...”

It can be seen that, as Shan Rao guessed, Smith himself is not familiar with the business in Kyoto, and all this is more likely to be the master of Miss Yan alone.

After presumably getting the information he wanted, song ran Lin narrowed his eyes a little before saying goodbye. He gave a shallow look to the woman who was looking at everything beside him. Then he laughed softly, ”then I'll excuse me first.”

After that, he nodded a little, and then he raised his feet to the depth of the banquet hall.

Mr. Smith's brows began to wrinkle when the figure disappeared in the crowd. He exchanged English with the woman next to him and asked her what she meant by Miss Song.

”Do you know the status of the Song family in Kyoto and even in China?” The woman raised her eyebrows and replied haughtily to the man's question, ”I took most of their lost trade business for you in less than two months It's natural that she wants to explore you. ”

As she spoke, she shook the empty glass in her hand, and her eyes gradually showed arrogance and indifference.

”I don't intend to spend too much time here.” A pair of dark blue eyes of the man trembled, then spread out his hands, eyes infiltrated with dissatisfaction, ”your recent thoughts are really more and more.”

”OK...” Then, without waiting for the next man to say anything, she interrupted with a very impatient frown, ”this problem, I will explain to you slowly when I go back.”

She turned the glass with half empty hands for two times. She saw a man walking in the other direction not far away from the wall of the glass stained with wine. She daubed her delicate red lips and suddenly put a hook on it. ”Honey, I'm going to see an old friend.”

Shan Rao finally found the dark blue figure in the crowd. When he was raising his feet to catch up with him, he was stopped by a hand that had come out of his guard.

He lowered his eyes, first looked at the blood red shining nails, and then recognized the tattoo on his wrist, a delicate peach blossom fan.

So you don't have to look up to recognize people, staring at the tattoo shallow a hook lip, ”Miss Yan.”

That's what he called her.

But for a moment, he looked up again, looked at her in the eye, and then changed his mouth, ”no, it should be Mrs. Smith.”

In the face of the sarcasm in Shan Rao's words, Mrs. Smith did not change her face. She slowly took back the arm that was raised in the air, and raised her eyebrows and eyes. ”How can I find your miss song?”