Although Wei Hong is a very gossipy person, she heard that someone was fighting in one of her brother's fields, so she ran away without saying a word. So when Fang Zeyu parked the car at the intersection where cars came and went, no one suddenly jumped out and looked at them with a gossip on his face.

"Is there something wrong?" Xia He didn't need to guess much to know that Fang Zeyu must be in trouble, so he wouldn't be so leisurely going out with him! Yesterday and the day before yesterday were accidents.

"There's a prom and I think you'll be interested. Fang Zeyu handed over the invitation.

"The clothes are all ready for you. ”

Xia He frowned, she hated occasions like proms the most, dealing with a man or two who just wanted to have a good time, dealing with some bosses who had interests, and having to endure the comments of those women.

From the invitation letter, she couldn't see what she was interested in, only that the surname of the host party was Han.

"I don't know how to dance, and I don't know those social etiquette, are you sure you want to take me there?" Xia He stuffed the powder blue invitation back into his hand, and there was nothing on her face, but she had some resistance, although she knew that she was not qualified to refuse.

"It doesn't matter if you know that or not, just follow me. Fang Zeyu pretended not to see her thoughts, and smiled.

Xia He turned his head and glared at him, but Fang Zeyu still looked kind, and reached out to pinch her face.

Your Western food etiquette is so good, tell me that you can't dance and socialize, and your lies are too lame, right? Fang Zeyu just likes to go his own way, anyway, Xia He has no right to refuse, anyway, it's boring for him to go alone, it's better to bring one more to make the monotonous dance party more colorful.

If Xia He really can't dance, then this dance party will be even more interesting, can she get the difficult adolescent rebellious teenagers around her, and are she afraid that she can't handle those warblers who grew up in the greenhouse?

This time, the makeup is more exquisite, she hasn't been surrounded by a group of people for too long, Xia He is a little unaccustomed, but everything is so familiar, she doesn't feel stage fright or nervousness at all.

In the past, when we ate together, the small dresses were all tender colors in line with the age, but today Fang Zeyu asked people to prepare a set of black backless dresses, with all the hair curled up, and the slender and white neck made people unable to take their eyes off.

Xia He twisted in front of the mirror, fortunately she was not very skinny during this period of time, otherwise she was tanned and wearing black not only did not show her temperament, but also made people feel old-fashioned.

However, the whiteness of the person in the mirror was a little sickly, and the bones on his back almost broke through the skin and pierced out.

However, in the eyes of a bunch of rich wives, this kind of figure will definitely make them envious and jealous, they can't lose weight on dieting, yoga and running, and they spend extra money to exercise their beautiful backs.

"How's the preparation?" Fang Zeyu opened the door and entered, and at a glance he was fixed on Xia He.

Xia He turned around, remembered the sound of high heels in the bright room, stepped on the tip of Fang Zeyu's heart, and walked up to him step by step.

"The neck is a little empty. Fang Zeyu stretched out his hand and stopped on her shoulder.

"Don't give me any more red, green, pink and all that, I can't afford it. Xia He hurriedly took a few steps back, she always felt that Fang Zeyu would sell herself one day.

Fang Zeyu hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly, he seemed to have guessed her mind a long time ago, and picked up a simple jewelry box, inside was a simple platinum necklace, and the pendant was a simple small leaf, and it was impossible to see what it was if you didn't look closely.