At the same time, he extended his hand amidst the sound of washing leaves and the phoenix's voice: "Hello, I'm Yuan Shan, a friend from Nanfu, played together since childhood."

"The voice of Phoenix Leaf."

Ye Fengsheng didn't shake that hand, just nodded with a smile in response.

Twice, extending a hand was ignored, inevitably giving Qiu Yiming some unwanted thoughts. Yuan Shan jokingly complained: "Too much, Nanfu, aren't you going to handle him?"

Song Nanfu said awkwardly: "That's just how he is; he doesn't even bother with me normally."

"It's okay. Let me tell you, men don't usually get this. The more you give them, the more they act out, and you need to...!

Yuan Shan pulled Song Nanfu to the side, leaving Qiu Yiming and Qiu in their own unique space.

Qiu Yiming took two glasses of red wine from a passing newbie while asking, "Are you Nanfu's boyfriend?"

Ye Fengsheng looked into the eyes filled with jealousy and aggression from someone who had never even mentioned him, asking:

"What's your name?"

"Shen Song."

In my head, Ye Fengsheng said, "He's just accompanying me to the party tonight, that's all."

Given enough time, Ye Fengsheng really didn't want to waste your time, and after this sentence, he could clearly feel Shen's tense body relaxing, while his gaze was no longer as hostile as before.

Qiu Yiming handed the red wine to Ye Fengsheng: "Since you're Nanfu's friend, you're our friend too."

Ye Fengsheng didn't respond because he knew these two couldn't handle this alone. If not, he could have directly said it in front of Song Nanfu. There's no need to separate Song Nanfu.

That's inconvenient. Qiu Yiming saw Ye Fengsheng's expression, casually handed the wine glass to Shen Song. At the same time, he opened his mouth, saying: "We grew up with Nanfu, Nanfu is our good friend, but he never mentioned you. Where did you grow up?"

"Looking at you, you shouldn't still be a student, right?"

On the other side, Shen Song timely said, "Nanfu has a sense of propriety in these matters. How could she bring a student to the autumn wine party?"

Although this was affirmed, he always looked at Ye Feng's voice inquisitively, as if searching for his presence late at night.

Ye Fengsheng not only didn't speak but also looked back at Song Nanfu, who delivered mountain ginseng, making Shen Song and Qiu Yiming even more curious about him.

Qiu Yiming took a sip of red wine, placing a very casual image in the glass, asking: "Are we meeting for the first time?" Why do I feel you seem to have a huge enemy with us?"

Finally, he focused on the two people in front of him. Ye Fengsheng looked into their eyes. After a moment, he said, "Is trying it this way boring?"

He had a strange look. Qiu Yiming didn't want to use anything to answer this question for a moment.

Ye Fengsheng said: "If there's nothing else, can you disappear before me? I don't have much time to deal with you two boring people."

Shen Song was somewhat annoyed, somewhat fond, and said, "You're Nanfu's friend, so our respect for you is the least. Apart from that, you can't control me. If you want me to disappear, you can only disqualify yourself."

"Yes, or do you want to tell us more about Nanfu's thoughts that no one else knows?"

The words, though arrogant, were also focused.

Shen Song's action, about to taste the wine, stiffened. Through the bumpy wine glass, he could clearly sense the change in Qiu Yiming on the side, then his slightly closed eyes betrayed Qiu Yiming's heart.

Friends who played together all knew this was a sign of Qiu Yiming's anger.

What surprised Shen Song was that Qiu Yiming didn't directly confront but instead mockingly drank the bright red liquid in his cup. Then he said to Ye Fengsheng, "It's okay if there's water in my brain. The important thing is whether you've done something excessive to Jiayi."

"After all, it's a man; there's no need to hurt a girl due to misunderstandings. You're Nanfu's friend tonight. As long as you apologize to Jiayi, we'll take you as a friend. Everyone's in Fanghai, there's always a chance to cooperate someday, right?"

Here, Qiu Yiming extended his hand towards Ye Fengsheng with a surprised look in Shen Song's eyes.

To him, it seemed completely unbelievable. Not to mention friends of Nanfu, even Qiu Yiming's friends, except for classmates who played with him, dared to make a penalty with him without any pain and itch. Others, even if they insult his father, wouldn't hesitate to hurt his face.

Of course, Qiu Yiming considered it another matter.

Now it's the Qiu family's party. He's just an invitee. Moreover, this person is a friend of Song Nanfu. He would be moved by those around him and affect relationships between friends, so he could only endure.

But after tonight, there's something else.

As long as this person is still in the market, as long as he doesn't leave the market for a day, the opportunity for revenge will never be lost. Since this is the case, why rush to offend Qiu Qun while making complaints at this time?

Without a hint of a false smile on his face, Qiu Yiming's extended hand froze in mid-air.

"Aren't you suitable to work with me?"

Ye Fengsheng's half-raised hand, which he couldn't see, gently said: "If you know nothing, you can stand up for others. Who would dare to work with someone like you because you think there's no straw before your grave?"

"Enough!"

A deep voice shouted this sentence, and Qiu Yiming's face had completely darkened.

No matter what he thought, Yiming had always been a polite customer, talking to this stranger, but the effect was clearly unacceptable. He always appeared in the public eye as a handsome young man, and now he was on the edge of explosion.

Ye Fengsheng was lazy, ignoring Qiu Yiming's anger, having nothing to do with himself. It was natural for people to insult others. Furthermore, expressing emotions on one's face wasn't necessary.

How quickly did Qiu Yiming realize this? Soon, Qiu Yiming regained his expression, indifferently looking at Ye Fengsheng. "Fine, you'll have to pay the dust fee first."

"I hope you can be as good as your posture." Ye Fengsheng turned around indifferently, seeing the woman with the microphone sarcastically speaking.

In his view, he loved killing the most. Qiu Yiming glanced at Ye Fengsheng's back, remained silent for a long time, controlled his temper, smiled at Shen Song, then turned to the other side and said to the article talking with Song Nanfu: "Let's go, we're leaving first."

Wen Wenyu grabbed Song Nanfu's hand, pointing out the direction they were heading. He said, "Let's go together, there are many friends."

Then he noticed the atmosphere was a bit uncomfortable, thought of something, and heaved a sigh before saying: "Nanfu, what's with your boyfriend, so arrogant, not even afraid of Shen Song and Yiming, his vision is quite high, huh?"

Song Nanfu saw a trace of embarrassment in his eyes and said: "He's a bad-tempered person. Don't take it seriously. I won't go there. Please help me enjoy with those friends."

"No," he said.

Wenshan was anxious: "Why, your people have arrived. Why don't you say a word to them yourself? We haven't been together for a long time. Today is the most homogeneous time for people."