Chapter 517: You can call me Chuan
Chapter 517: You can call me Chuan
No way, who made Yuxuan not want to offend Jin Yanchuan, who has such a mysterious identity and background.
The less trouble, the better.
I could only squeeze a smile reluctantly, and said softly: "Mr. Jin, no one makes me angry, you worry too much."
"I don't like you calling me Mr. Jin," the man raised his watch and glanced at the time, then signaled the waiter to clean up the red wine poured on the tablecloth. "Either change the name or don't call me."
Yuxuan pursed his lips, thinking how could there be such a difficult person in the world.
Are you polite?
Is it good to be respectful?
She whispered that he was Mr. Jin. Why is he dissatisfied?
Change the title, is it possible to call him Yanchuan?
Uh.
She is sick.
Taking a breath, the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually faded, and his voice became colder: "Then what should I call you?"
A gloom flashed across Jin Yanchuan's eyes, and he chuckled lightly, "You can call me Chuan."
"Huh?" Yuxuan was shocked that the bus was about to fall onto the dining table.
Mr. Jin, you are really familiar with it.
Want me to call you, Chuan?
Isn't it so ambiguous?
Hehe, it doesn't exist.
She just smiled without speaking.
"Why, still angry?"
"Mr. Jin..."
"You said don't call me Mr. Jin."
"Jin Yanchuan."
"Um."
Yuxuan: "..."
She found out that she had really met an opponent.
Looking at the entire Shanghai city, which rich man can make her feel tricky?
Jin Yanchuan had only met twice, and Jin Yanchuan had already left her choking silently.
But Yuxuan cared about his status and power, and couldn't say too much, and couldn't make the scene too ugly.
Can only stare, cursing inwardly.
"Since you don't want to call me Chuan, don't force it." The man squinted at her coldly. Under the bright light, Ying Leng's face became more and more engraved, "Anyway, don't let me hear the words of Mr. Jin anymore. "
Yuxuan smiled.
Isn't it pretty eye-catching, knowing that she is lying.
But why did he only hear the false sentiment of ‘Mr. Jin’?
She is always pretending to be so pretentious!
Blame her for her acting skills.
Yuxuan took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and smiled, "Chen Lin said that you live in Canada all year round. I think I haven't offended you. Can you talk to me and get along normally?"
She had to look like a hillbilly.
Arrogant and arrogant.
He leaned languidly on the back of the chair, with a bit of ambiguity: "Well, you didn't offend me."
Yuxuan was surprised, "Then why..."
"I can't understand you."
Yuxuan suddenly became speechless.
If you wear a pair of glasses on the bridge of your nose, it will definitely collapse.
Can't you understand that she still asks to eat together?
Looking for abuse? !
I really want to shake my head and leave!
She thought so, but she didn't have the guts to do that, because she didn't show him a good face anyway.
He didn't care much.
The dazzling and extravagant crystal lamp casts down light, and Jin Yanchuan has a handsome face against the light.
"Shi Yuxuan, I advise you to take back what you said before. It is too early to love or not to love, or to like it."
Yuxuan smoked angrily: "You don't know anything, why do you say that?"
Jin Yanchuan raised his hand, shaking the goblet with his long fingers casually.
The red liquid, under the dazzling light, was strange and unclear.
"I don't know, but—"
The red wine entered his lips, his expression and tone remained as cold as ever, "Many things are just what you think."
Constricting his narrow eyes, his eyes fell on Yuxuan's shoulder, the maple leaf tattoo.
That's Canadian, Sugar Maple.
It's his too, Sugar Maple.
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