恩，谈论的话题跟她有关。                                                                                有个年轻小姑娘，神情傲慢，“诶，你这晚礼服在哪买的？”言语间都是挑衅。                                                                                苏韵笑笑，没吱声。                                                                                心道，我跟你无冤无仇，你吃饱了撑的？                                                                                可事实证明，有些人就是吃饱了撑的，没事找事。                                                                                那小姑娘不让了，声音提高：“哎，跟你说话呢？”                                                                                苏韵笑说：“在网上淘的，188，要吗？要的话，我送你一件。”                                                                                小姑娘吃瘪，面红耳赤。                                                                                苏韵转身离开。                                                                                林樾这边，才喝了两杯，就被袁颖拽走。                                                                                “哎哎哎，你放开我，干嘛呢！”林樾语气很不悦。                                                                                到了一个角落，袁颖才松手，语气不善：“你跟那个女人玩真的？”                                                                                林樾整理了下衬衫，抬眸：“说话好听点，什么叫玩？苏韵可是我妈看中的儿媳妇，你觉得我会玩她？”                                                                                袁颖呆了数秒，惊诧道：“是小姨看中的？怎么可能？”                                                                                “有什么不可能？