He Xiaoran turned to look at Qin Shan: "What do you think of him now?"

Qin Shan: “…”

He Xiaoran reached out and patted him hard on the back, "See you later!"

Qin Shan glanced at her exaggerated high heels. Can he still walk up the stairs?

"Take care!" He solemnly nodded and rode off on his bicycle.

He Xiaoran was missing a male companion, but Zhou Chenyuan still had the same attitude towards her. Although the two women did not get good looks from Zhou Chenyuan, they at least had more face than He Xiaoran.

The two people huddled together and taunted: "Where do you come from, how can you be so poor? Are you really just doing this?"

"Today's women still dream of being Cinderella, which is beyond the limit."

Before they came, the family had pointed out that tonight, it looked like they were celebrating the birthday of Mr. Yan’s wife, but in fact Mr. Yan was choosing a fiancée for his stepson.

There are some marriageable daughters from respectable families in Nancheng who could come, but they all came.

Who knows which woman will win in the end?

In their view, all the women present were enemies. The two people who had just disliked each other on the road suddenly shared the same hatred against foreign enemies.

He Xiaoran is their foreign enemy.

Zhou Chenyuan heard what they said, and when he turned around, he immediately shut up the two women.

He frowned and saw that He Xiaoran hadn't left. He took a closer look and found that he was even dressed up carefully.

What does it mean? What does she mean?

Who is she putting on makeup for? Is she still shameless?

Zhou Chenyuan immediately turned to the security guard and said: "This kind of woman who tries to sneak into the banquet venue without an invitation letter should be watched carefully, so as not to cause any trouble when the time comes. You can't bear the responsibility!"

She can't get in anyway, look at who she's showing to with that colorful and ugly face!

He Xiaoran was shocked: "It's okay if you don't take me in, but you're still so vicious?"

Zhou Chenyuan curled his lips, "Do you still need to be polite to a shameless woman like you?"

After saying that, he turned around and walked directly up the red carpet, followed by two or three people who usually followed him. They all followed Zhou Chenyuan away without looking away.

When Zhou Chenyuan reached the top step, Yan Shaozhuang suddenly walked out of the hotel door.

The moment the two passed each other, Yan Shaozhuang nodded to Zhou Chenyuan, "Ayuan!"

He quickly walked down the steps and walked towards He Xiaoran.

Zhou Chenyuan paused in his steps, turned around and saw He Xiaoran, whose facial features were all squeezed together, looking up at Yan Shaozhuang and smiling with an infatuated look on his face.

Zhou Chenyuan suddenly felt that the smile was extremely dazzling.

When facing him, he would be sarcastic and sarcastic, and when facing Yan Shaozhuang, he would be shy and coquettish, looking like he was still trying to speak.

She really selectively admits her identity as a married woman!

"Senior!"

"My mother said she received a call from you, but you hung up the phone without saying a word. I guess your phone is out of battery, so I came here to look for you." Yan Shaozhuang stood in front of her, lowered his head and said with a smile: "They say misfortunes never come singly.

It seems that Xiaoran spent a lot of time coming here today."

He Xiaoran nodded immediately and said pitifully: "I'm so miserable!"

Yan Shaozhuang smiled slightly and extended his hand to her: "Then from now on, the bad luck should be gone."

He Xiaoran hesitated for a moment. She learned her lesson from last time and carefully placed the dead cell phone in Yan Shaozhuang's palm.

Yan Shaozhuang's smile became even stronger, "This time it's the hands. You don't often wear such high shoes, can you go up the steps by yourself?"

He Xiaoran took the phone back sarcastically. It was really inconvenient. He could hardly stand without looking at her.

She knew that in some public places, the male companion would behave like a gentleman and take the initiative to help a lady with mobility difficulties, but she was still a little embarrassed and always felt that she would blaspheme the male idol in her mind.

"Senior, I can leave by myself."

Yan Shaozhuang didn't take his hand back, but still stretched it out in front of her.

His palms are clean, his fingers are long, his nails are round, and his hands are very beautiful.

Before He Xiaoran could reach out, Zhou Chenyuan suddenly came down quickly from above, rushed to the two of them, slapped the person in front of him hard: "It's not over, is it?"

"Snapped!"

The sound is crisp and loud!

He Xiaoran's face was knocked to one side, and his cheeks immediately turned red.

Zhou Chenyuan was stunned on the spot.

Just in the blink of an eye, He Xiaoran took a step towards Yan Shaozhuang and stood in front of him, and Zhou Chenyuan's hand hit her in the face.

Yan Shaozhuang said with a gloomy face, "A Yuan..."

"Senior!" He Xiaoran suddenly raised his voice, "I'm fine."

She turned her head slightly, with a smile on her face, "Today is my aunt's birthday, don't be angry."

She knew that Zhou Chenyuan deliberately wanted to slap Yan Shaozhuang in the face, and deliberately hit Yan Shaozhuang in front of Yan Shaozhuang's mother's birthday party in public.

He just wants to destroy Yan Shaozhuang's face and dignity.

He beat Yan Shaozhuang, and not only did Yan Shaozhuang have to endure it, but the Yan family also had to endure it for the sake of the relationship between the two families.

That slap could only fall on He Xiaoran's face, and she would not accept it. How would Yan Shaozhuang behave in the wealthy family in Nancheng from now on?

Sometimes, a slap can't kill someone, but it can kill them. Especially Yan Shaozhuang, who has an embarrassing identity with an unfair name.

Zhou Chenyuan stared at He Xiaoran's face, staring at her intently.

He gritted his teeth: "He Xiaoran, have you forgotten your identity?"

He Xiaoran raised his head and looked back at him, asking, "Shouldn't we forget at this time?"

Not to mention this kind of occasion, I have to avoid every occasion. Is it possible that I still hug his thigh and call him husband?

For a moment, Zhou Chenyuan was speechless. He stood there angrily, with inexplicable grievances in his heart.

Turning around suddenly, he saw He Xiaoran holding Yan Shaozhuang's hand and walking away from him with his face that was slapped red.

On the steps, several people around Zhou Chenyuan stood on the steps, staring at He Xiaoran with several pairs of eyes, watching her pull Yan Shaozhuang past them.

Looking at Zhou Chenyuan again, he lowered his head and stood at the foot of the steps slumped and desolately.

"Xiaoran! Are you okay? Does it hurt?"

He Xiaoran waved his hand nonchalantly, "It's okay, it's just a slap. How strong can a young master like him be? It doesn't hurt."

Yan Shaozhuang frowned and had a sullen face.

It was rare to see Yan Shaozhuang's expression like this. He Xiaoran said with a smile: "Senior, what's your expression? It really doesn't hurt."

"I'm sorry." Yan Shaozhuang said in a self-blaming tone, "It's because of me that you let him trouble you three times and four times."

"Isn't he always like that? Ignore him." He Xiaoran said with an indifferent expression, "Today is Aunt An's birthday, senior, please be happy."

Yan Shaozhuang nodded: "Well, my mother should be impatient. I will take you to see her."

In the dressing room of the master bedroom, Yan Qing was holding a pen and carefully stroking An's eyebrows. After applying the makeup, he took a closer look: "Let me see, it's not crooked, it's very symmetrical. My wife looks beautiful no matter how she looks at it. This shows that my skills are pretty good."

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An Qing smiled softly, with a bit of the coquettishness of a little daughter on her face, "I'm still so talkative at this age."

From the corner of his eye, Yan Qing saw someone pushing open the door and entering. He raised his head and said, "Shaozhuang."

His eyes fell on He Xiaoran, "This is..."

An Qing stood up immediately: "Xiao Ran, you're here!"

He Xiaoran immediately said obediently: "Hello Aunt An."

An Qing couldn't help but hold up He Xiaoran's face. The obvious black spots on his face were so light. An Qing smiled softly and said: "Xiaoran has become more beautiful! Huh? Why is your face so red?"

Yan Shaozhuang pursed his lips and his eyes darkened.

He Xiaoran smiled and said: "Aunt An, do you think I am stupid? I bumped into the glass when I just came in. The glass wall in your house is so clean and spotless, I bumped into it."

An Qing was very simple. Although she felt strange, she didn't think much about it.

She held He Xiaoran's hand and said to Yan Qing: "This is Xiaoxue's good friend. You two chat, and I will take Xiaoran to see Xiaoxue."

Yan Qing was slightly surprised. He glanced at He Xiaoran and said, "Okay, let's go. Don't take too long."

An nodded lightly: "I'll be back soon."

After they left, Yan Qing looked at Yan Shaozhuang: "What's going on?"

"It's A Yuan." Yan Shaozhuang twitched his lips, "It's nothing."

"It's nothing, how can you look so ugly?" Yan Qing's face was livid, "Ayuan hit that girl?"

Yan Shaozhuang said: "Dad, please don't hurt the harmony between me and the eldest sister. We are all a family, and the eldest sister is dedicated enough."
Chapter completed!