"What do you mean is that no one in Cui Xinyi and Wen Ruhan asked you about Su Jin?"
Qin Fang brought a plate of small biscuits she baked by herself, and the two sat on the bay window while eating biscuits while basking in the sun.
"I didn't ask." Ji Ning'er nodded repeatedly while eating the biscuits: "You are good at craftsmanship, I'll try the cake next time."
"It seems that your mother-in-law has really woken up." Qin Fang said: "You can't separate from Wen Ruhan. The best result for her to change."
Ji Ning'er thought to herself, yes, she can't separate from Wen Ruhan.
They are no longer Ji Ning'er and Wen Ruhan who were the same as before. After so many things, they are even more inseparable.
Once upon a time when she thought of Wen Ruhan, she felt at ease, at ease, and sweet.
Now when I think of that person, I feel that he is a part of her body and cannot be divided.
In the evening, Ji Ning'er and Wen Ruhan were going to attend a cocktail party, and all the well-known people in Yancheng were going to attend.
She didn't stay here for a long time with Qin Fang, and went home early to wash and dress up.
Qin Jian was resting and wanted to go to the old tavern for a drink at night, but unexpectedly, he received a call from Sister Amy and asked her to attend an event together.
An event that can be attended by Sister Amy must be an ordinary event.
Fortunately, Qin Fang's wardrobe now has a lot of dresses that can support the scene.
She picked a black suspender skirt with tassels falling under the hem, with a bit of playfulness in the charm.
It was very cold outside, so she picked another white tweed coat to put on.
When I arrived at the scene, I happened to meet Ji Ning'er who had just gotten off the bus.
It turned out that the two were participating in the same event. Qin Fang realized that Sister Amy brought her to gain knowledge. She couldn't come in without an invitation letter for this kind of cocktail party.
"I just saw Cui Jincheng." Ji Ning'er whispered.
Qin Fang: "Oh."
Ji Ning'er: "I'm with a woman, and it is said that her surname is Qin."
Qin Fang raised his eyebrows: "Oh."
Ji Ning'er couldn't understand her expression either. Both of them had circles for social engagements. She was called away by Wen Ruhan, and Qin Fang was called away by Sister Amy.
There were a lot of people at the reception. Sister Amy took Qin Fang to meet this and that person. These people were involved in the entertainment industry and were one of the big bosses or bosses behind the scenes of a certain entertainment company.
Sister Amy has a wide connection and with her, Qin Fang raised the level of her circle of friends to the ceiling one night.
After a round of social events, my face froze.
Just as I was about to find a corner to slowly, a "Miss Qin" suddenly came from beside me.
Qin Fang still thought he was calling her, and then he heard the next sentence.
"I heard you came with Mr. Cui? Have you seen who that?"
Youdao's calm voice: "Who?"
"The one Mr. Cui used to be with him is here, and he was just drinking with Jay Chou, and he smiled so charmingly. I heard that he used to be an editor of a small publishing house, but now he has transformed himself into something that can even come in such an occasion."
"I didn't come with Eman's boss. It seems that I value her very much."
"Miss Qin, do you know why Mr. Cui doesn't want her?"
Qin Meng held the wine glass and shook it: "Why?"
The man lowered his voice, but heard everything he should have heard.
"I heard that she was...what happened, and there were several men, and the children in her belly were gone..."
"Oh my God, that dirty?"
"I'm not ashamed to go out, why would she have the nerve to come out to attend the cocktail party? She's so thick-skinned."
After everyone said it was almost done, Qin Meng coughed:
"Since you feel disgusted, don't talk about her. Mrs. Li, go back and invite you to dinner with Mr. Li, so you must be treated with your face?"
"It must be certain, there is no reason why Miss Qin invites you to do it."
The women who were gossiping just now immediately raised their airs, as if they were not the ones hiding behind their backs.