"Zhou Yurou!" Song Pei'er was swept all over her body by Zhou Yurou's contemptuous and critical gaze, the fire in her heart exploded at a moment, and the fire of anger ignited in her eyes, "Don't deceive people too much!"

What did she mean by those words? Not even a fool can understand the overtones in her words -- Zhou Yurou, a little slut, is nakedly laughing at her for being poor and can't afford to hire a well-known designer to customize a high-end dress!

Although the Song family has been going downhill in the past two years, it is fair to say that Song Peier is also a daughter born with a golden key, how could she have suffered such grievances?

Zhou Yurou frowned slightly, with a look of grievance, "Why am I deceiving people too much?" I kindly introduce you to the designer, take fewer detours, and spend less unjust money, but you say that mine is not. Miss Pei'er, did you misunderstand me?"

"You!" Song Pei'er looked at Zhou Yurou's smiling face, and wanted to pounce on it and tear it up.

Dai Xueyuan's face also became extremely ugly, Zhou Yurou slapped Song Pei'er in the face was hitting her in the face, and she couldn't swallow this breath. She was about to open her mouth to fight back, but Song Xiuming grabbed her arm, and her eyes signaled her to shut up!

Song Xiuming's eyes were sharp, and even though Dai Xueyuan was unwilling, she had to give up. Song Xiuming smiled gently at Zhou Yurou, "The current fashion designers are uneven, and the façade is well decorated, but the standard is really ...... It's hard to put into words. Miss Zhou, you have a wide network, if you can introduce us to a few high-level designers, I think we will spend less money in the future. ”

"Fortunately, Uncle Song, you didn't misunderstand what I meant, otherwise I would have done something bad with good intentions, and I wouldn't be able to wash it away by jumping into the Yellow River. Zhou Yurou smiled innocently, lowered her head and took out two business cards from her bag, and handed them to Song Xiuming, "This is a famous Italian fashion designer, focusing on haute couture, and the celebrities and celebrities of the wealthy are her frequent customers, each of her works is unique, and the only bad thing is ......"

Zhou Yurou said with a smile: "The bad thing is that she charges too much, and the basic starting price of a dress is seven figures." ”

went around in a big circle, and finally obscuribly alluded to their Song family's current recession. Although Song Xiuming still maintained a smile on his face, he was annoyed in his heart. He took the business card from Zhou Yurou's hand, "Thank you, Miss Zhou, for your warm recommendation." ”

Song Pei'er was so angry that there was smoke above her head, her fists clenched, and she was about to open her mouth to tear Zhou Yurou, but Song Xiuming turned around and glared coldly.

Song Xixi, who was standing next to him and watched a good show, saw the three members of the Song family with a stunned expression, and couldn't hold back a smile.

I have to say that Zhou Yurou's little pepper temper that dares to scare the sky is too much for her appetite.

"Uncle Song, Aunt Ge is still waiting for me and Xixi, then let's go first. "Zhou Yu Judo.

"Then you can't make Mrs. Sheng wait for a long time, go!" Song Xiuming made a gesture of invitation gentlemanly.

Zhou Yurou was not polite at all, took Song Xixi's hand, and left happily.

Looking at the backs of Zhou Yurou and Song Xixi gradually moving away, the smile on Song Xiuming's face disappeared instantly, and there was a cold light in his eyes.

Song Pei'er was uncomfortable, and said indignantly: "Dad, how proud is Zhou Yurou's little slut?" Open your mouth and close your mouth to mock our Song family's poor sour, if you hadn't stopped me just now, I would definitely pounce on her and tear her mouth!"

"Our Song family has business cooperation with the Zhou family, and now it is not to the point where we can tear our faces. "The Song family and the Zhou family have always had business dealings, it can be said that the Zhou family is now the biggest customer of the Song family, if there is no big customer of the Zhou family, it will definitely be worse for the Song family and accelerate the pace of destruction.

Therefore, even if Zhou Yurou was sarcastic and ridiculed, Song Xiuming could only break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

Who let the two members of the Zhou family love their daughter like their lives, this week is soft, they can't be offended now.

"Pei'er, our Song family is different from the past, don't be willful and cause trouble for me, do you hear?" Song Xiuming knew that his daughter was arrogant and willful, for fear that she would act in a senseless manner, and really offend Zhou Yurou, so he sternly admonished again: "What she says, you should not have heard." You are not allowed to offend Zhou Yurou, do you hear it?"

The fire in Song Peier's heart burned even more, "Dad......"

Dai Xueyuan grabbed Song Pei'er's hand and shook her head to signal her to stop talking, "Pei'er, listen to your father." ”

She was almost carried away by anger just now, but in fact, in front of interests, she is still very measured.

Song Xiuming met a business partner, and the two had a good conversation. Dai Xuechuan took Song Pei'er and Song Jingyuan to follow them into the banquet.

Song Pei'er was angry, and asked in a low voice: "Mom, when did you say that little slut Song Xixi had such a good relationship with Zhou Yurou?"

"I don't know. Dai Xueyuan shook her head, "Pei'er, listen to your father, don't provoke Zhou Yurou." When he comes, our Song family will make a comeback, and it will not be too late to slowly clean her up. ”

"As long as she doesn't provoke me, I won't take the initiative to provoke her. Song Pei'er's tone paused, "Mom, do you think that little slut Song Xixi has changed? Just now Zhou Yurou humiliated our Song family like this, and she didn't say a word." I don't know, I thought she wasn't surnamed Song. ”

"It's really changed a lot, the little slut relied on the old man Sheng's liking, thinking that he would be able to marry into the Sheng family smoothly, and he didn't take us seriously anymore. Dai Xueyuan snorted coldly, "In these years, anyone who is married can leave, not to mention that she has not married into the Sheng family." Whether the little slut can marry into the Sheng family, everything is unknown, today the scenery is infinite on the clouds, maybe tomorrow he will fall into hell. ”

Unlike Song Xiuming, who eagerly hoped that Song Xixi would marry into the Sheng family, Dai Xueyuan naturally did not want to see Song Xixi marry high and steal the limelight from her daughter.

Song Pei'er heard Dai Xueyuan's voice, "Mom, what do you mean?"

Dai Xueyuan's mouth hooked up a cold sneer, "Wait a while, let's see the opportunity to act at the banquet." She wants to marry into the Sheng family smoothly, but I am not as good as she wants. ”

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Crystal lamps sparkle like stars, transparent wine glasses build up several ornate crystal towers, and spilled champagne flows down the walls of the glasses.

The lights are staggered, the melodious shack wind flows quietly, whether men and women or young and old are laughing and talking, all of them show elegance, gentleness and humility, looking at the scene, a prosperous and prosperous scene.

There are three layers of people inside and outside the old man's side, and the birthday gifts behind him are piled up, many of which are to his liking, and they are all kinds of precious antiques, calligraphy and paintings.

Sheng Yanyi came belatedly, and his appearance instantly became the focus of the audience.