This woman is not only stupid, but also a brain-dead nymphomaniac.

In her life, she hated the pseudo-mothers of the hair salon with an indefinite gender, but now, she sees him as the same as that person.

Grab her arm and walk straight inside.

Su Ying couldn't help pouting, this man is always different from ordinary people, and even his strength is amazing.

Her slender wrist was clutched out with a ring of bruises.

Walking inside, Su Ying was surprised again.

These luxuriously dressed people, as well as the delicious food and wine all around, are not the patty that only the upper class are qualified to enter?

Just, what did he bring her here for?

While she was wondering, a man walked up not far away.

Paused in front of Murong Che, glanced at the smiling woman beside him, and his dark eyes were covered with a layer of frost, "It seems that if you don't make trouble for me for a day, you won't be comfortable for a day." ”

Murong Hao knew that Murong Che would agree to him to come here so easily, and sure enough, it also brought a big trouble.

"How dare I, just to bring my woman here for a long time. Murong Che took a glass of red wine from the waiter's hand and shook it with interest.

Su Ying couldn't understand the conversation between them, she was still struggling, what Murong Che brought her here for.

As he was talking, a man and a woman walked up to him, looking like father and daughter.

Walked in front of Murong Che and stood still, glanced at the woman beside him, and his face was instantly a little embarrassed, "Young Master Murong is really getting more and more powerful, and the women around him are even more diligent. ”

It was an elder who was the same age as Murong Hao who spoke, and his eyes were full of depth when he looked at Murong Che.

And the temperament woman behind him swept towards Su Ying even more unhappily, her eyes were full of frivolity, "I don't know which daughter this young lady is?"

Su Ying realized that the other party was talking to herself, and was slightly stunned for a moment, "I'm not a young lady, let alone a daughter." ”

Subconsciously, for this kind of occasion, Su Ying has a fear and innate inferiority.

I feel like I'm a clown when I step here, and I don't know which leg to walk on.

Murong Hao, who had been silent, couldn't hold back a little on his face, glanced at Su Ying obliquely, and met the eyes of the temperamental woman, "Wen Xin is getting more and more beautiful, I remember that the first time my uncle saw you, I was still a little girl." ”

"Yes, uncle, you're as handsome as ever. "The woman who is called Wen Xin is very flattering.

The middle-aged man beside him still had a solemn face, and his voice was cold, "It's a pity that Young Master Murong is changing and becoming more chic." ”

The middle-aged man gave up, took Wen Xin's hand and turned to leave.

Murong Hao didn't expect that the party that he had worked so hard to do was now messed up by the suddenly extra woman in front of him.

Murong Hao, who wanted to stop talking, looked at the direction where Wen Xin's father and daughter left, and couldn't help but shake his head.

The atmosphere between the three of them was extremely weird, but Su Ying looked surprised, always feeling that her appearance was not so flattering.

"Yo, President Murong, long time no see. ”

A middle-aged man with gray hair walked over and interrupted the awkward atmosphere of the three of them.

As Murong Hao was dragged by the middle-aged man to reminisce, Murong Che was also a little more relaxed, pulled Su Ying to the center of the dance floor, and simply danced.

In the center of the crowd, Su Ying, who was restrained, was dragged to the dance floor by Murong Che, "Hey, please, I can't dance." ”

Looking at the extremely embarrassed woman in front of him, Murong Che became interested, leaned over and whispered in her ear, "You won't, I will, follow me." ”