Outside the hotel, the whole hotel is shrouded in light.

Ye Ling got out of the car with Fu Yuhan's arm, her curly hair was scattered on her shoulders, her broken bangs were a little messy by the phoenix, she was pinned to a white Zou Ju hairpin on the left, wearing a white short skirt, revealing her slender and thin legs, her figure was concave and convex, and her delicate face like a Barbie doll made people dare not ignore it, most of the men who passed by her looked back at her, and when they saw the man standing next to her, they knew that they were not playing.

Fu Yuhan is wearing a white tuxedo that matches Ye Ling very well, his face is like a carved jade, his facial features are exquisite, his sword eyebrows are starry, and he has an elegant temperament on his body, and he knows that he is self-contained at a glance.

The two of them standing together undoubtedly formed a gorgeous landscape, and when those people saw that the two of them were so compatible, the little bit of caution in their hearts was also snuffed out.

"Let's go."

Fu Yuhan smiled at the corner of his mouth, his back was as straight as a pine, he walked into the hotel with Ye Ling in small steps, handed the invitation to the waiter, and after the waiter confirmed it, he stepped back and said to Fu Yuhan.

There are a lot of people who come to appreciate their faces, and there were many people when Ye Ling and Fu Yuhan first stepped in.

There is a red carpet on the floor, embroidered with peony patterns, and long tables on the left and right, on which are placed all kinds of pastries and cakes, and a pile of wine glasses are placed next to it, and a large bottle of wine slowly flows from the top glass to the bottom glass, like a waterfall.

As soon as you enter, you can smell the wine, which is mellow and fragrant.

There were also a few musicians standing next to it, various instrument combinations, melodious music came out, and some people were already dancing to the music.

This time, I didn't invite Shen Xiaoyan and Zheng Jasmine, for fear that the last incident would happen again.

This time they are all An Jia's business partners, most of them are to give An Lei face, after all, An Airlines has only been in office for a few months, and they didn't put An Airlines at ease, just such a little hairy child in his twenties is not worth letting them look at.

A baby's cry stopped the music, and as soon as the music stopped, the dancers jumped down and looked in the direction of the baby.

Those people looked at Fu Yuhan's side, Fu Yuhan and Ye Ling retreated, An Hang took An Qiao's hand and walked in slowly, and the nanny next to him was still holding a newborn child, the child was crying, crying loudly.

Ye Ling raised his eyebrows, no matter how he looked at it, this child was born for less than a few days, and he was brought out like this...

Unlike two months ago, Anhang's ugly face has become handsome due to plastic surgery, but his height is still not high, and his eyes have not changed.

Looking at An Qiao again, the whole person became haggard and was no longer the little princess who was held in her hands before, but in the eyes of those people, An Qiao was haggard only because she had just given birth to a child, and only Ye Ling knew why An Qiao was haggard.

The original aura and immature face has also become a little old, I don't know what she has experienced in the past two months.

Recalling what An Fu said, Ye Ling felt sorry for An Qiao in her heart, but she was not an An family member and could not interfere in the affairs of the An family.

She can only watch this kind of thing from the sidelines, and this is also Anqiao's fate.

I'm afraid that when Anfu found Anhang, it was destined that Anqiao had to marry Anhang, so An Lei loved Anqiao so much, all this was a bureau from the beginning, in order to let Anqiao marry Anhang's bureau.

An Qiao obviously noticed Ye Ling too, she was wearing a short white dress and standing in front and looking so beautiful, it was difficult for her to notice if she didn't want to.

A few months ago, she was like Ye Ling, she was also the most eye-catching little princess, and everyone's eyes were on her.

An Hang followed An Qiao's gaze and looked at Ye Ling, tightened the hand around An Qiao's waist a little, and whispered in An Qiao's ear, "Compared to her, you are far behind, she is beautiful and dazzling, you are a yellow-faced woman now." ”

In a word, it is like giving Anqiao a critical blow.

In the eyes of others, An Hang is whispering to An Qiao like this, and the harmonious relationship between the two is enviable.

It was also posted that in order to make An Qiao happy, An Hang specially customized a 21-gram diamond ring for her, which made countless girls envious.

It's a pity that they don't know that the ring was finally given to a mistress, and it was not sent to An Qiao at all, and only they know about these things.

The last thing a girl wants is to compare herself with others and finally be compared to others, An Hang's words made An Qiao feel a touch of jealousy.

Looking at Ye Ling again, there is a handsome and good man beside her, but next to him is the demon An Hang.

Fu Yuhan hugged Ye Ling, and even looked at her with autumn waves in his eyes, but in comparison, she...

A hint of jealousy crossed Anjo's eyes.

"Welcome to the banquet today, this is my son's name is An Zouqiao, using the words in my wife's name, this child will be the heir of our An family in the future, and it is also the child of me and my wife, and it is also the young master of our An family."

An Hang hugged An Hang tightly, looking intimate, his voice was calm and leisurely, and there was a touch of love in his eyes when he looked at An Qiao.

To others, this is a promise, and I feel envious just by listening to it.

Although An Hang's short was not good-looking before, but now that he has undergone plastic surgery and surgery, this face is no different from a star, as long as he is handsome enough, he can make up for everything, including height.

The most important thing is Ann Zojo, if you take it apart, wouldn't it be Ann Lock Joe? It sounds so romantic.

Anjo bit her lip, her face ugly.

Their children? An Qiao himself thought it was ridiculous.

The high-sounding saying that this child is the heir of the An family...

How did this child come about and who gave birth An Hang clearly understood in his heart that he was undoubtedly humiliating her and mocking her by doing so.

"The little master is hungry again."

The nanny behind her hugged the child in her arms and said, and the child had a scar on his face, which was the same as Anhang's before, which was enough to prove that this was Anhang's biological flesh and blood.

"Take it to your room to feed."

An Hang instructed the nanny to leave with the child in her arms.

"You should eat and drink today, and you don't have to be polite to me."

An Hang turned his head to look at the guests who came and said calmly.

Fu Yuhan couldn't help frowning when he looked at An Hang, and Ye Ling also looked at An Hang.

Two months ago, Anhang took over An's real estate after marrying Anqiao, and it is undeniable that he has the ability, and he has only been in charge for a few months, and he has done better than when Anfu was in charge of the company.

A person who has lived in the slums for more than 20 years can have this means is really powerful, not to mention anything else, just say that business and business, no one will do it from the beginning, Anhang has never learned these for so many years abroad, and it is really powerful to manage An's in an orderly manner within two months, even Fu Yuhan admires it a little.

It's just that his eyes are cloudy and he speaks with a lot of money, which makes Fu Yuhan not like it very much, and he always feels that he is not the same kind of person.

"Miss Ye, long time no see."

An Hang hugged An Qiao and slowly approached Ye Ling, and said with a very familiar look.

"We were very satisfied with the wedding dress when I married my wife before, and I forgot to say thank you to Miss Ye, thank you for customizing such a beautiful wedding dress for us."

An Hang said meaningfully, looking at Ye Ling with those eyes.

Fu Yuhan stood in front of Ye Ling, and looked at Anhang with cold eyes, "You're welcome, it is the responsibility of our company's designers to customize wedding dresses for guests." ”

Ye Ling looked at these two hypocritical people, the wedding dresses she designed last time, An Hang and An Qiao, didn't wear them at all, they wore the latest wedding dresses from other companies.

She's going to pay special attention to the two of them, so it's clear.

"My wife is talking to Miss Ye, now is the opportunity for you to talk, Mr. Fu, let's not be a light bulb."

An Hang swept towards Fu Yuhan, Fu Yuhan glanced at Ye Ling, his eyes were full of worry.

An Qiao walked to the front and grabbed Ye Ling's hand, and a smile squeezed out of the corner of his mouth, "Ye Ling, let's talk." ”

"Okay."

Ye Ling nodded, his hand tugging at Fu Yuhan's sleeve, "I'll come back to you later." ”

Fu Yuhan looked worried, but this time he took Ye Ling out to relax, thinking, Fu Yuhan nodded.

"Okay, if you can't find me, call me."

Fu Yuhan admonished, and Ye Ling nodded.

An Qiao grabbed Ye Ling's wrist and pulled her to his side, "Mr. Fu, don't worry, I won't eat Ye Ling again, as for being so worried!" Ye Ling, let's go over there. ”

With that, he pulled Ye Ling away, and his steps were hurried as if he wanted to hide something.

An Hang looked at the back of An Qiao leaving, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a touch of fine light.

swept to Fu Yuhan, "Do you want to go over there together?" ”

An Hang pointed to the people in front of him and asked, Fu Yuhan shook his head, "I'm waiting for my fiancée here." ”

"Okay."

An Hang didn't force it, but picked up a glass of wine from his tray when the bartender passed by and went to the crowd, Fu Yuhan swept to the chair next to him, walked over there, and waited like this, waiting for Ye Ling to come back.

In front of the glass window, Anjo opened the door of the window and shouted to the door, "Go and step on the horse, Mrs. Ann." ”

As if she was venting, she felt a lot better after shouting.

"Are you comfortable?"

Ye Ling stood next to her and watched An Qiao shout and didn't stop her.

Although An Qiao's face was covered with powder, she could still see that her face was a little dredging, just now the lights inside were too bright, and her face was white, so she couldn't see it, the lights in this corridor were normal, she could see the dredging on her face, it was a mark of being beaten, if she fell by herself, it would be impossible to fall one by one, one by one.

Seeing An Qiao like this, she knew that she was having a very difficult time in An's house, otherwise she wouldn't have shouted this.

"Be comfortable, Ye Ling, do you know, he's a demon."

Ancho's lips trembled as she spoke, and tears appeared on her haggard face, and tears flowed down like pearls with broken threads.

"Look at the wounds on my hands, look at me here, and here, all of them were beaten by the devil."

An Qiao lifted her sleeves, today she was wearing a thin long-sleeved skirt, to pretend that she had just given birth and couldn't blow the wind was also to cover up the dredging on her body, so as to maintain his affectionate character in front of others, she was fed up with the torture of that demon.

Every time she wants to escape, but every time she is caught by those servants, and there are surveillance cameras, she can't escape, she hasn't lived a life like a human being in the past two months, she really wants to escape, leave this hellish place.

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