Xu Wanqing also received an invitation to the birthday banquet of Zhao Youcheng, the CEO of T City Yucheng Group.
This company cooperates with my own company, but it obviously doesn't make sense.
After struggling for a while, she decided to attend.
Tonight, she was wearing an icy blue knee-length dress, with a hollow back and half-bared breasts, which made her look even more skin-like, like frost and snow. Even she couldn't help but boast about it to herself.
The whistle was really wasted before and was not properly exposed. She couldn't help but smile bitterly...
As soon as she stepped into the banquet, she attracted countless coveted glances. She didn't seem to notice it. The corners of her mouth were still curved into the most perfect arc. Many men came forward one after another. She responded generously, not enthusiastic but not cold, so elegant.
She was able to cope with the situation very well. However, she saw someone.
He... Xiao Zhuoyan is also here.
Xiao Zhuoyan was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help it. He saw her using the bathroom and blocked her.
"Why are you dressed like this?"
"This is currently the most popular and fashionable evening dress... doesn't it look good?" Xu Wanqing blinked, her long eyelashes fluttering like two small feather fans, and her smile was full of meaning.
"..." He pursed his lips tightly.
The fists hidden under her sleeves were tightly clenched... With the bunch of men spinning around her, he wished he could get rid of her.
Sudden.
She smiled ambiguously, leaned close to his body, straightened his shirt, and raised a finger to touch his lips. Her fingers were cold but had a dark fragrance. The finger slid from her lips to his chin,
It snaked all the way to the chest... and stopped, "What? You, you'd better not be like this... Otherwise, I will think... Haha, I must be overthinking. How could the dignified President Xiao be jealous of his ex-wife?
?”
She shook her head and smiled, feeling as if she was telling a big joke.
It’s just that the more she behaves like this, the easier it is to get hurt!
Xu Wanqing blinked her big and charming eyes, shook her head gracefully, sighed, and walked towards the venue.
a while.
Xiao Zhuoyan also reappeared at the venue.
Sitting quietly aside, watching her dancing with the man on the dance floor.
His cold eyes stared intently at the hand around her waist...
Xiao Zhuoyan touched the bottle of wine at hand and poured it into his stomach. He forced himself not to look at Xu Wanqing, but his eyes always refused to obey the command of his brain, turning around and falling on hers again.
On the body.
The excruciating dance party refused to end no matter what. Xiao Zhuoyan felt that it had been as long as a century.
Xu Wanqing is still in the limelight, playing one song after another, and the people asking to dance are actually one after another?
Her physical strength...
Suddenly, he only heard a snap, the sound of glass breaking, and the wine glass was actually crushed by him.
Blood flowed out from between those fingers.
The hand that was pricked by the glass started to hurt again, but what hurt even more was the heart, which felt like it was soaked in salt or roasted by fire. It was extremely uncomfortable.
The owner accidentally discovered it, and quickly came over to help bandage it, and took another look at Xu Wanqing.
It's late at night, and the singing and dancing have faded.
The banquet finally ended. Xiao Zhuoyan kept a close eye on Xu Wanqing and saw her saying goodbye to a group of new friends.
I don’t know how many business cards were scattered.
After everyone had dispersed, Xiao Zhuoyan, with a handsome face, finally saw an opportunity and pulled her into his car.