"Today you deliberately brought him to slap Hua Shao in the face!"

"If this is the case, something big will happen!"

Hearing this, those young people who just came in immediately looked at Ye Hao meaningfully.

Everyone was looking at Ye Hao, as if they wanted to see if what the Givenchy girl said was true or not.

After Zhang Ziyi was stunned for a moment, she came to her senses and said, "Misunderstood, you all misunderstood!"

"He's just someone I know from work."

"I brought him here today because of work. I hope he can open his eyes and gain insights."

"Also, he is not from Yanjing, you understand me."

"Even if I'm looking for a boyfriend, it's impossible to find someone who doesn't have a Yanjing account."

Hearing Zhang Ziyi's description, a group of people looked at Ye Hao with a lot of disdain and contempt.

Obviously, they all understood that Ye Hao was an outsider.

And outsiders, in the cognition of these second-generation ladies, are synonymous with old hats and bumpkins.

"Boy, although I don't know where you came from."

"However, let me remind you."

"What Hua Shao dislikes the most is to see a man who doesn't know what to do, leaning in front of Zi Yi, and the toad wants to eat swan meat."

The Givenchy girl approached Ye Hao, warning with her nostrils.

"I don't care what kind of relationship you have with Zi Yi."

"But remember, you are not only not qualified to be Zi Yi's boyfriend, you are not even qualified to be her friend!"

"From now on, you have to keep a distance from Zi Yi, don't want to eat swan meat, understand?"

"Otherwise, you may be hit by a car and die when you go out. You don't even know what happened, understand?"

Speaking of this, the Givenchy girl had a proud look on her face.

Zhang Ziyi hurriedly came over, and said in a low voice: "Ye Hao, this person Sun Rong never speaks through her head, so don't take it to heart."

"And she's not malicious"

"Malicious?"

Ye Hao smiled lightly.

"She really didn't mean any harm."

"She just looks down on me."

"Just, do you think I care?"

"Does the real dragon care about the roar of the ants?"

Ye Hao shook his head, didn't look at Rong Sun, but picked up the teacup by himself. JrNovels.com