"Zhu Wentao, I really underestimate your shamelessness."

"You think too much. There is a very important international conference at ten o'clock. As an interpreter, she must be present."

"I won't say it if I lose face. Can you give your daughter some face or treat everyone as a fool?"

It seems to outsiders that they are talking and laughing, and Lin Qingshun arranges Zhu Wentao's collar. They are intimate and natural, worthy of a pair of excellent people.

There is no man in the world who doesn't steal food. As long as he knows to come back and sit firmly in the position of master and mother, any junior in high rank can't pry.

Everyone laughs and laughs. It's over as a joke after dinner.

Such things are common in the rich and powerful circles of Jiangzhou. Once proud Lin Qing also fell from the altar, laughing and sighing. However, seeing that Lin Qing can talk and laugh with Zhu Wentao without changing his face, I have to say that many women in the same pain admire her.

"Secretary Zhou?"

When Zhou Ling heard the voice, he turned around and saw a beautiful girl standing in front of her, smiling at her.

"Miss." Zhou Ling shouted softly.

Zhu Xiangxiang looked at the woman in front of her. She had only seen the photos before. She saw a real person for the first time. She was more beautiful and young than in the photos. Her eyes were watery. Everyone looked like spring, but she didn't appear lustful, pure and innocent at all.

The figure is really impeccable, especially the waist, which is too thin to hold.

Gentle and weak temperament, it is very easy to arouse men's desire for protection.

Zhu Xiangxiang thought that Lin Qing's planting in this woman's hand was not a loss at all.

"I've heard a lot about you." Zhu Xiangxiang said with a smile, and there was no trace of irony in his tone.

Zhou Ling smiled and didn't speak. He just looked at Zhu Xiang.

Zhu Xiangxiang was young and could not hold his breath. He hissed, "what am I doing?"

"Does the eldest lady want to complain for her wife? Do you come to me to settle accounts?"

Zhu Xiangxiang snorted: "since you all know, you should have self-knowledge and take the initiative to leave my father. Everyone looks good in face, otherwise..."

"Or what?" Zhou Ling smiled: "let me not see the sun tomorrow?"

Zhu Xiangxiang choked.

"You should let your wife talk to me about these words. You are too young, a little girl." Even if she said such hateful words, her expression was still so gentle.

Zhu Xiangxiang's face turned red. "I've never seen such a arrogant junior like you. I don't want a face at all."

Zhou Ling looked at the hall, "look."

Zhu Xiangxiang looked along her eyes and saw the bright mirror shining among a group of celebrities. Even if she didn't say anything, she just smiled and was already gorgeous.

Those celebrities who once targeted and suppressed her are now talking to her happily around the mirror.

Zhu Xiangxiang suppressed his jealousy and bitterness.

"Miss Mingjing is a rare beauty. She is still young and has become so beautiful. When she grows up, do you think she will become famous in Jiangzhou?"

Zhu Xiangxiang said hard, "how do I know?"

"After tonight, everyone in Jiangzhou knows that Miss Mingjing of Zhu's family is beautiful and has a wonderful temperament. Guess how many people remember you as the first lady?"

Zhu Xiangxiang bit his lower lip tightly and looked pale.

"She has a unique beauty and the orthodox blood of Zhu family. How sure do you think you can beat her? From then on, you can only become her foil. When people mention it, they will only say, ah, the fake daughter of Zhu family, I wish the family is kind-hearted. I didn't drive her out and raise one more person. Zhu family can't afford it and earn a good reputation. Why not Why? "

The woman's gentle voice seemed to have a magical bewitching power. Zhu Xiangxiang looked painful and suddenly shouted, "stop talking."

"Don't be sad." The woman comforted softly.

Zhu Xiangxiang's tears rolled down like beads on a broken line. He looked dimly at the bustling banquet hall and the dazzling person.

Once all this belonged to her, but now she can only look at it from a distance.

"I'm not your enemy, I'm your friend."

Zhu Xiangxiang murmured, "friend?"

When she thought of something, her face changed and she said fiercely, "who wants to make friends with a junior?"

The woman still smiled gently, like looking at an ignorant child, with gentle and tolerant eyes, "some people are born with everything, and we work hard, but in the end we still have nothing and are not understood. God, sometimes, it's really unfair..."

"You see, your dear mother has only miss Spiegel in her heart. Why did she think of you? What are you still insisting on? The world is unfair. You must fight for what you want. Don't place your hope on anyone..."

"I wish my family keeps you. Do you think you have feelings for you? I'm just afraid of being scolded and cold-blooded for driving you away. You're just a tool for them to fight for a good name. Wake up, little girl. What doesn't belong to you from the beginning doesn't belong to you no matter how hard you try."

A gentle voice word by word, with a needle in it, Zhu Xiangxiang is full of holes.

Looking at Zhu Xiangxiang's distorted face, the woman sighed and looked pitiful: "what a poor girl."

——

Li Jiaojiao was a little impatient and winked at Sun Qingqing. Sun Qingqing understood and slipped into the corridor and sent a text message out.

Before long, a waiter with a tray came out.

Li Jiaojiao snapped her fingers and called the waiter, "Miss Zhu, we'll be friends in the future. I'll give you a toast."

Then he brought a glass of champagne from the tray.

The mirror didn't move. Li Jiaojiao picked her eyebrow and said, "Miss Zhu won't even give me this face?"

The mirror looked at the waiter. The waiter didn't dare to take the mirror's line of sight and quickly looked elsewhere.

Mingjing picked up another glass of champagne. Li Jiaojiao touched the glass with her and said with a smile, "Oh, I forgot that monks can't touch wine, but it shouldn't matter a little. Besides, Miss Zhu has returned to customs."

Mingjing picked her eyebrows and said faintly, "Miss Li is very kind. How dare you refuse? It's just that this champagne is not worthy of Miss Li."

Then he put the champagne back on the tray and told the waiter, "go find uncle Wen. My father has a bottle of rare red wine and take it out to entertain Miss Li."

The waiter was stunned, nervous and sweating.

Li Jiaojiao narrowed her eyes and looked carefully at the girl in front of her. Suddenly she felt that there was a heavy fog and she couldn't see through.