Perfect Feast

Chapter 70 Toxic in Wine

Not long after, the little girl came in with a tray, put down everything Liu Yang wanted, and finally put a small black porcelain bowl and a small plastic bucket like a wine urn in front of Sun Qingmei. .

Until this time, Sun Qingmei raised her head, looked at Liu Yang and asked, What do you think of this place?

Liu Yang said noncommittally: It seems to be interesting... But no matter how good the place is, you have to be in a good mood...

You mean to say that no matter where you are, whether you are happy or not, the key is who are the people around you? Don't you? Sun Qingmei twisted her body, stared at Liu Yang with faint eyes, and then said: Who are you? For insulting my husband and brother-in-law, and scolding my elder sister and mother-in-law, not only did I not blame you, but I invited you over for a drink, isn't it possible to express my sincerity?

You... what did you say? At this moment, Liu Yang was really dumbfounded.

Hmph, what are you talking about? Don't you really know that I am not only Sun Zhuoqun's daughter, but also Zhang Yimin's daughter-in-law and Zhang Wei's wife? Could it be that you deliberately targeted me today and deliberately reminded Mayor Zhang to distribute relief funds? Isn't it because of this reason?

Liu Yang also just heard that she is Sun Zhuoqun's daughter today, but he really didn't know that she was Zhang Yimin's daughter-in-law and Zhang Wei's wife.

Perhaps, when Yang Qiqi mentioned her to herself again, she was afraid that mentioning that she was Zhang Yimin's daughter-in-law would arouse the anger in her heart?

Sun Qingmei, who was sitting in front of her, seemed to be a completely different person from when she saw her at noon today. She was wearing a black short-sleeved dress. Under the dim light, it was difficult to conceal the beauty of her fair skin, pink face and peach cheeks.

Those standard almond eyes looked at him, as if there was a faint haze, more like a pool of autumn water. Sun Qingmei frowned faintly, and her plump red lips were tightly pursed. It was hard to tell whether she was angry or just telling the facts that happened today.

What? I have nothing to say? Still think I shouldn't be so direct? Sun Qingmei smiled lightly, reached out and grabbed the plastic bucket on the table, and poured a full bowl into the black porcelain bowl I couldn't tell what color the liquid was, so I picked it up and drank it in one gulp.

I don't care what you think, I just want to say that I didn't deliberately arrange for someone to say that... I said that the people below did something wrong to please me, believe it or not? Putting down the porcelain bowl, Sun Qingmei Staring at Liu Yang, he said eagerly.

You should tell Mayor Zhang about these things, right? Is it true or not? It's none of my business?

While speaking, Liu Yang picked up a large pancake, reached out for a green onion, dipped it in some yellow sauce, rolled it up slowly and carefully, pinched it with three fingers and brought it to his mouth, opened his mouth suddenly and bit it hard. Take a sip: Well, it's delicious, I haven't tasted this taste for a long time...

Liu Yang's eating appearance of a starving ghost with a gluttonous one is disgusting. Sun Qingmei couldn't help but frowned, and said coldly: You...are you still the deputy director of the office? You can just slap your mouth when you eat, It seems like someone is robbing you...

While talking, she poured another bowl, picked it up and drank it slowly.

Baha...it's delicious, it's really delicious. If you don't believe me, you'll know if you try it... Actually, it doesn't matter if I believe it or not, as long as Mayor Zhang believes it. Baha...I want to say, I don't Knowing that you are Zhang Wei's wife, do you believe it or not? Liu Yang took a bite of pancake roll with scallions, and another mouthful of stick rice porridge, and said to Sun Qingmei inarticulately.

Hmph... It doesn't matter if you know it or not. I didn't come out to you today to prove something to you? It's just like what you said, it doesn't matter if you believe it or not... But, I just want to know, are you Want to see me unlucky? Since you don't know that I am Zhang Wei's wife, why would you do this?

Liu Yang shook his head while eating: What did you say? How did I do it? I don't know what you said...

Hehe... there is no impenetrable wall in the world. An hour ago, in the lobby on the first floor of the second building of the guest house, what did you say to someone, did you forget it so quickly? Sun Qingmei sat up straight, and suddenly Stretching his neck forward, he stared at Liu Yang and said, Let me say one more thing, although I am Zhang Wei's wife, I am not from the Zhang family, and I am not involved in the Zhang family's affairs...

What does she mean? Could it be that she overheard everything I said to Liu Guangping?

No, at that time only Liu Guangping's little secretary was standing outside the door, and there was no one around at all? Was it the little secretary next to Liu Guangping who leaked it, or did someone else eavesdrop and then spread it to Sun Qingmei's ears?

If even Liu Guangping's secretary is Sun Qingmei's, then Liu Guangping is really a dead dog who can't stand up to the wall.

While thinking about it, Liu Yang grabbed another scallion and a piece of pancake.

While scrolling, he said, Major Sun, I really don't understand what you're talking about. I'm Mayor Zhang's secretary. Liu Shu. Ji came to report to Mayor Zhang. I just told him that the leader I've already rested, let him come over tomorrow morning, other things...even if I say something, it's just from the perspective of benefiting the work and thinking of the victims. I really don't understand, County Magistrate Sun, you are so What do you mean?

Sun Qingmei did not speak, but stared at Liu Yang with piercing eyes, and suddenly smiled and said, Oh? That would be the best...Director Liu, do you think I asked you to come out today to beg for your mercy?

Surprised, Liu Yang stopped what he was doing, looked at Sun Qingmei and said, Magistrate Sun, what are you talking about? We are neither a system nor have mutual affiliation. Even if we are working It's normal for the higher-ups to have different opinions. Different views on work, even if it's a blush and thick neck, doesn't mean personal grievances, don't you think?

Speaking of this, Liu Yang shook his head and smiled, and continued: Besides, you are a majestic county magistrate, a cadre at the department level. I am just a small secretary, at best a deputy department department. Even if you can't control me , but your family still has two members of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee. One of them is the deputy secretary in charge of personnel affairs, and the other is the secretary of the political and legal committee in charge of public security. If you really want to clean me up, it’s not a matter of one sentence? So? ... Anyway, if there is any personal grievance between us, I should beg you to let me go, why would you beg me for mercy?

Listening to Liu Yang's words, Sun Qingmei's eyes narrowed slowly, and she grabbed the black porcelain bowl and took another sip without saying a word.

The young man in front of him is very good-looking and handsome in terms of body and face. However, what he said was really annoying, with an air of not wanting to be beaten.

It seemed that he still underestimated him.

I always feel that he used to be a handyman in the office, and he has only been Zhang Jing's secretary for three days, and he himself does the job, but he can't talk about Zhang Jing's real intentions from him? Unexpectedly, this guy deliberately irritated people with his words, but he did not leak anything. He talked for a long time, but he didn't get anything useful out of her mouth.

Hmph, I wasn't joking what I said just now, do you really think that I will be afraid of Zhang Jing's hand?

Want to kill me? She's still a little tender.

Just like you said, no matter how bad it is, there are two members of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee in my family, so I don't believe that she, Zhang Jing, can do anything excessive.

I just think it's fine if I don't tear myself apart with Zhang Jing, because if this matter is really resolved through the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee, even if I can't do anything to myself, it will be bad for me in the end.

I don't want to be an enemy of Mayor Zhang, but if you really force me to treat you as an enemy, that's what you asked for...

Thinking of this, Sun Qingmei couldn't help but smiled, and said lightly: Maybe, maybe I was wrong. I'm sorry, Director Liu, I shouldn't have said that...

Hey...uh... Liu Yanggang pouted his mouth and took a bite of the pie. Hearing this, he couldn't help but stare at Sun Qingmei with wide eyes, thinking that this woman must have taken the wrong medicine, right? How dare you apologize to me?

Sun Qingmei leaned forward, grabbed the porcelain bowl of stick noodle porridge in front of Liu Yang, picked up the plastic bucket to pour wine into the bowl, and said, Anyway, it's for your own use, you Just use this bowl as it is. This is the black rice wine brewed by the club itself. It tastes good... Come, I respect you...

She raised the black porcelain bowl in her hand, and touched Liu Yang with a ding, her sexy red lips were tightly pressed together, making her plump and more attractive.

Perhaps, the style designed by Taoyuan people is to create this hazy atmosphere. With her movements, the skirt of her chest was stretched further by the fullness inside, but under the dim light, Liu Yang could only see a piece of snow-white crystal, and nothing else could be seen.

But the more this is the case, the more mysterious it is in people's hearts.

Liu Yang opened his mouth, seeing that she didn't say anything, he could only drink the fine wine in the bowl in one gulp, a clear fragrance spread from the mouth to the whole body, making people tremble.

Good wine, really good. The wine was really good, and Liu Yang had to praise it.

Sun Qingmei smiled lightly and said: Since you agreed, Director Liu, let's have another bowl, let's talk about wine tonight, and we won't go home until we're drunk...

Talk about drinking? Is this word used in the wrong place? Sun Qingmei, the head of a majestic county, can speak so poorly? Picking up the wine bowl, Liu Yang was still thinking about it.

But he didn't expect that just now, Sun Qingmei's lips were tightly closed, and she didn't drink that bowl of wine at all. His wrist holding the wine bowl trembled, and half of the bowl of wine was poured out. Liu Yang felt that something was wrong and his mind was getting more and more heavy. Before he could react, he heard a bang, and his hand The wine bowl inside fell to the ground, and the person also lay down on the table and passed out.

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