Thinking about it, she raised her head with a smile, stood on tiptoe, and came close to Cheng Ke's ear, and said in a friendly tone, "Ke, I want to eat fruit, I'll go get it."
How could this action be so ambiguous in the eyes of others?
Cheng Shenke nodded, "Okay."
"Bah!" Cheng Ningyou didn't forget to kiss him on the face, and then bowed slightly to Mr. Jing who was standing in front of them, "Mr. Jing, please talk slowly."
Mr. Jing's eyes were a little confused, a little dazed, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he seemed a little unhappy.
Cheng Ning felt sad, turned around, and walked briskly to find something to eat.
The night is dark and windy, and the sky is cold and freezing.
The petite woman took off her flat shoes in the car and put on her high heels, wearing a white fur vest.
Holding a mobile phone in one hand and a small bag in the other, she got out of the car and touched the ground in a long red dress, stunning countless stars in the sky.
"I know, I'm so annoyed. Jing Feng and Jing Yu, okay, okay, I've seen his appearance, that's all. As for people, it's best not to be too scumbag."
"Yes, yes, Ms. Wan, how much do you dislike your daughter? You force her to go on a blind date and get away from you immediately."
"I'm already here, hang up."
After hanging up the phone, Pei Ruomian walked towards the hotel door with her small bag under her arm, muttering as she walked, "Blind date, blind date, blind date..."
Ms. Wan is indeed a media person. She knows where there are cocktail parties and banquets, and she even receives invitations.
I just hope that she can have a romantic encounter at a cocktail party. "It's really tacky, vulgar and tacky."
The mutterings didn't stop. When she reached the revolving door of the hotel, she took a deep breath. After a while, she couldn't help but smile.
tired!
"Ah, I'll be back in a minute."
"I have social activities outside."
"You don't know even if you tell me, I will go back in a while."
Cheng Ningyou took her mobile phone and walked out of the revolving door. The person talking to her on the phone was none other than Pei Mochen, who was waiting for him at home.
The hotel lobby is magnificent, with a glass display box in the center of the revolving doors on both wings, and the elegant Clivia in full bloom.
"Mianmian...?"
"Zhang Mofei?"
The two women looked at each other in surprise and followed the revolving door around... twice.
"Hey, Zhang Mofei, where are you? Are you with Mianmian?"
On the other side of the phone, Pei Mochen heard Cheng Ningyou say the word "mianmian" and asked curiously.
Pei Ruomian entered the hotel lobby with her small bag, and Cheng Ningyou followed suit.
Cheng Ningyou looked at Pei Ruomian, pursed her lips, and asked, "Mianmian, why are you here?"
Pei Ruomian replied solemnly, "I'm coming."
"Mianmian..." Cheng Ningyou knew that she was angry with her, very angry.
"Huh!" Mianmian twisted her waist and ignored Cheng Ningyou.
There was a knot in her heart. How could Zhang Mofei have the nerve to come back after she had broken her brother's heart again and again and tortured him for so many years?
What kind of life has Pei Moden lived in the past five years? She will never forget it.
Cheng Ningyou stood there, pursed her lips tightly, and sighed helplessly. If it were her, she would be as angry as Mianmian, or even more angry than her.
Mianmian was very attached to Pei Mochen. She was the only one born to Yao Yi and Wan Qianqian. To her, the two brothers Pei Mochen and Lu Yifan were just like they came out of the same mother's womb.
Pei Ruomian entered the reception hall and stood where he entered the door. His eyes wandered around and saw many familiar faces.
Some of them have even been on her show.
He walked towards the crowd, his high heels hitting the ground and making a crisp sound.
