Ouyang Mo'er clenched her teeth, but she still had a sweet smile and nodded to others like a lady.

"Mo'er, come to me quickly." As soon as Jane Bingya saw them coming down the stairs, she met them regardless of their image, thus, she was ridiculed by Huangfu Qianyu.

"Sister in law, she's just a junior. Don't you think it's out of order?" Like these so-called nobles, they generally pay attention to etiquette. Jane Bingya's behavior really lacks consideration. After all, are there other guests?

Jane Bingya frowned, and her words were slightly displeased: "Mo'er came to our house for the first time, and she is unfamiliar with everything. My future mother-in-law should be very considerate of her, so that her parents can give her to Shaoqing."

This compassionate mother-in-law brightened Ouyang Mo'er's eyes. Although she said that it was only a deal between herself and Huangfu Shaoqing, this noble and beautiful woman had already made her feel good.

"Thank you, aunt." Ouyang Mo'er smiles sweetly and looks at Huangfu's light rain. She remembers this woman.

"Let's go! Let me introduce you. " There were no waves on his face.

"Good." Jade hand, it is natural to hold his arm, walking side by side, seems to be a beautiful picture of a man and woman.

Around the circle, apart from the elders who had been introduced before, there were some distant relatives. They felt that apart from Huangfu Shaoqing, they were all a group of dandies. But one person, Ouyang Mo'er, fell in love with him, that is Huangfu junche, the son of his second uncle.

On the surface, this man seems gentle and harmless, but in his heart, he reflects the inside information of evil, which makes people have to guard against.

I just don't know what Huangfu Shaoqing thinks of him. After all, they look like they have a good relationship.

"I'm going to call you sister-in-law." Huangfu junche's smile, especially gentle, can't help being infected by him.

"Well, ask Shaoqing." Then he looked at Huangfu Shaoqing affectionately. I didn't know how virtuous she was?

Huangfu Shaoqing clasped her waist, and the corner of his mouth slanted: "of course."

Fingertips, in her waist slightly with some strength, in order to punish her to leave.

Ouyang Mo'er has a pain, but she still smiles like a flower, but her high-heeled shoes have stepped on someone's instep without any trace.

Like this kind of loss, she Ouyang Mo'er never do, no matter who the other party is, can't let her bear.

Huangfu Shaoqing didn't expect that she would do so, so she couldn't help frowning.

"Shaoqing, what's the matter with you?" Huangfu junche asked with concern. It didn't look like fraud.

"Nothing." Huangfu Shaoqing lowered his eyes and glared at Ouyang Mo'er angrily.

But the latter has a bright smile.

The collision between the movie king and the movie queen depends on who is the one who laughs last.

It's not the first time for Ouyang Mo'er to attend a similar family dinner, but it's the first time for her to experience such a vicious family dinner.

"Oh! What can we do? Look at me. I've made a mess of your skirt. " The other side is embarrassed, but look at her expression, it is a face of provocation, no sense of guilt.