Tong Chaoyan returned to the room, took out the green draped collar silk suspender dress that he was going to wear later, and put it on the bed. I went to the bathroom again to loosen my bun. I was stunned by the mirror.

What does it feel like to have a mother? Tong Chaoyan tried hard to imagine with her knowledge, but she still didn't think of a single thing. But a mother, if it is a biological mother. She remembered Zhang Liancai's coquettish and cheating on herself. So, let's use Zhang Liancai's way to try Mrs. Xiang's bottom line on herself!

"It's coming!" Tong Chaoyan deliberately draped his hair, and left half of the unfinished zipper on his skirt. A look of being in a hurry and embarrassed. Silly laughing.

Mrs. Xiang hurriedly came in and closed the door: "Didn't Huairen tell you, you ...... the venue?" Your Uncle Xiang is staring at it. There's no need to be in such a hurry. With that, he hurriedly helped Tong Chaoyan close the zipper first. Then he pressed her to the chair again. Pick up a comb and help her smooth her hair.

"Mrs. Xiang...... If it weren't for the fact that my assistant is too busy, you are so noble, please come and help me do these trivial things......" Tong Chaoyan lowered his head, very unhappy.

Mrs. Xiang stopped the comb in her hand and put her hands on Tong Chaoyan's shoulders: "Chaoyan, our Xiang family has long regarded you as their own child." We even feel sorry and guilty for not being able to meet you sooner. You're so good! you can let us do anything for you!"

Tong Chaoyan couldn't see Mrs. Xiang's expression, but he could feel that Mrs. Xiang's upper hand on his shoulders was trembling slightly, and there was endless apology and sorrow between his words: "Mrs. Xiang praises falsely." Thank you, Mrs. Xiang, for your love!"

Tong Chaoyan opened and closed his mouth, and he was a respectful 'Mrs. Xiang'. Every time she called 'Mrs. Xiang', Mrs. Xiang's heart felt like she had been stabbed with a knife. I could only sigh sadly: "Child, what hairstyle do you want to comb?"

"Well......" Tong Chaoyan dragged his delicate long voice: "Just comb the simplest princess hair, just tie the upper part of the hair, don't braid, just drape the lower half! Fortunately, Huairen is a boy, Mrs. Xiang doesn't have to comb his hair every day, otherwise, it's more troublesome!"

Mrs. Xiang's hand seemed to tremble again: "If you were my daughter, I would comb your hair every day, comb your hair in different ways, and buy you a lot of beautiful hair flowers." Good looking clothes. My daughter, born to be a noble princess......" held back her tears and choked voice.

Tong Chaoyan felt that Mrs. Xiang had tied the hair rope, so she got up and went to the bathroom to look in the mirror: "It's so beautiful! If Mrs. Xiang has a daughter, she must be the happiest little princess in the world!"

Mrs. Xiang gasped: "Maybe I don't deserve a daughter!"

Tong Chaoyan used seemingly casual words to stimulate the deepest part of Mrs. Xiang's soul. Satisfactory results were obtained. Looking at it, the Xiang family and his wife really have something to do with their life experience. As for whether the Xiang family and his wife are their biological parents, it needs to be further confirmed. Although I don't have family affection or family at all. But you can't take it personally. After all, you still have to be clear about where you come from.

Tong Chaoyan changed into golden high heels, put on a white pearl clavicle chain, and carried Mrs. Xiang: "Mrs. Xiang, let's go." ”

Tong Chaoyan and Mrs. Xiang arrived at the venue, and Zhang Molan had already changed into another dark gray suit and greeted the guests there.

"Chaoyan. Zhang Molan waved at Tong Chaoyan and motioned for her to come over.

Tong Chaoyan walked to Zhang Molan's side with graceful steps and smiled at the guests.

"Is this your female companion?" a guest looked at Zhang Molan curiously and gossipingly.

Zhang Molan looked at Tong Chaoyan and wanted to see how she, a fan, now positions her relationship with him, a male god who confesses and is rejected every day.

Tong Chaoyan smiled professionally at the curious and gossipy guest: "I am the planner of this business party. "Simple and accurate, just go by.

Zhang Molan cleared her throat and tilted her head slightly in front of Tong Chaoyan: "You..... It's so beautiful. It's completely different from the style of the female devil in the morning. Now he's a little cute. After saying that, he quickly withdrew to greet the next guest.

"Don't you know how good-looking the widow is?" Are you still satisfied with these two suits today?" But Tong Chaoyan was still happy in his heart, and looked around.

Zhang Molan looked at some absent-minded beautiful fans around her, and began to harvest lemons in her heart again: "Are you looking for Jiang Zhilan?" Chaoyan, please respect me, a male god who has confessed to you many times and has been rejected. Complaining teasingly.

looked at Zhang Molan's sour appearance: "Why didn't I find out that you were so stingy before? If your apprentice is as good as the male god, am I still so worried?" Zhang Molan cared so much about herself. Tong Chaoyan smiled helplessly, and coaxed Zhang Molan with a little pride.

It's normal for fans to coax idols, but it's another thing to be coaxed by your favorite fans: "Every time you have a rainbow fart with real feelings!"

I can say that I blow rainbow farts myself, but others can't! Tong Chaoyan smiled: "Remove the fart!" His feet had already stepped on Zhang Molan's shoes!

Zhang Molan smiled numbly with the familiar pain of beating, scolding and love, with the atmosphere of love.

Jiang Zhilan was crazy in the room, looking for something, and she was so anxious that she was sweating. Hearing a knock on the door, he hurriedly ran over to open the door: "Tong Chaoyan!"

Tong Chaoyan looked at Jiang Zhilan, who was sweating in a hurry, and had already changed into the second suit he made for him, the black dress: "What's wrong? Don't go out yet?" walked into the room, a little worried.

: "Tong Chaoyan. Bow tie, bow tie can't be found. I recalled. Maybe I forgot to take it......" a little timid. Not to mention how much effort it took Tong Chaoyan to wear these four suits for himself and his teacher. But for this gathering, Tong Chaoyan also put a lot of thought into it. Everyone else is the icing on the cake, but they are dragging their feet.

"I thought it was a big deal!" Tong Chaoyan muttered, like someone who was fine.

Before Jiang Zhilan could react, Tong Chaoyan took off his golden silk butterfly hair rope and put it on Jiang Zhilan's neck. skillfully tied a bow tie: "Isn't this the end of the matter, quickly wipe the sweat, and go out with me!"

Tong Chaoyan, who is covered with loose hair, is even more charming.

Jiang Zhilan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly wiped the sweat away from the tissue.