The woman who was enraged by Duan Weiyu clenched her fists, and her finished manicure was also painted.

She knew that this woman had been dominating Jiang Yanmo, and there was no place worthy of liking from head to toe. I really can't figure out what Jiang Dashao likes her to do, compared to her, it is obvious that she is more suitable to be the hostess of the Jiang family.

If she hadn't known that she had recently given birth to a child for Jiang Dashao, she wouldn't have been so anxious.

The woman was about to raise her hand to slap Duan Weiyu to vent her anger, but who knew that she was stopped by an inexplicable force.

"What are you going to do?"

Jiang Yanmo's voice was low, with deep anger, his brows furrowed slightly, and he glanced at the woman lightly.

He didn't have the slightest impression of the woman in front of him, but when he saw her attack on his wife, he couldn't ignore it.

Duan Weiyu, who was on the side, smiled slightly, she knew that her husband would definitely appear in front of her to protect herself, this was his promise.

When the woman saw Jiang Dashao coming, her wrist was still tightly grasped, she took the opportunity to throw herself into his arms, and raised her face shamelessly.

"Jiang Dashao, I don't have any malicious intent, but she scolded me."

The delicate voice accompanied her soft body, and she was about to stick to it, but was gently pushed away by Jiang Yanmo.

"I think you're the one who scolds people."

His tone became cold, his expression turned from white to blue, and he gritted his back molars and glanced at her.

was inadvertently pushed by him, and the woman fell to the ground in the air, causing many onlookers.

Everyone didn't know what was going on, but they were surprised by Jiang Yanmo's appearance, and they couldn't help but make a noisy sound.

Duan Weiyu stood up from her seat and silently reached out to pull the corner of her husband's clothes.

"I think we'd better go back."

This time they came to the party, they also wanted to save face for Feng Muzhou, and now that they have done what they should do, there is no need to talk nonsense with idle people.

As the daughter-in-law of the Jiang family, she has not held a wedding with Jiang Yanmo, it is a matter between their husband and wife, and it has nothing to do with that group of boring suitors.

Jiang Yanmo's eyes sank, and after thinking for a few seconds, he took her hand and made a gesture to leave, but the woman who fell to the ground got up with a disgraced face, pointed at Duan Weiyu's nose and sneered fiercely.

"Jiang Dashao, it turns out that your taste is like this, with an ordinary girl by your side, sooner or later you will get tired of playing."

Duan Weiyu's mood did not fluctuate, holding his hand and preparing to leave, he was strongly hugged into his arms by Jiang Yanmo.

"This is my wife, not a girl, and you, only a woman like you will be tired of being played."

Jiang Dashao rarely made a mockery of women, he was suave and familiar with social etiquette, this is the only woman who can make him angry, and he will be the last.

After he said something hurtful, the celebrities around him covered their mouths and laughed, and some reporters were taking pictures with their cameras.

The provocation slowly turned into a farce, and the woman was also a rich lady, so she naturally would not be willing to be insulted by this kind, she glared at the two of them angrily, grabbed the small bag and left angrily.

In the circle of women, it has always been spread from one to the other, and the fact that the rich lady provoked Mrs. Jiang quickly spread, and many good people deliberately laughed at her.

Finally solved the trouble, Duan Weiyu was taken by her husband to the quiet rooftop of the roof, and the two silently enjoyed the rare world of two.

Since they had Hanhan, they haven't enjoyed a quiet couple time for a long time, as if life revolves around Hanhan and a child, and sometimes they can't stop uncontrollably.

Duan Weiyu had to admit that she found that the love between herself and Jiang Yanmo had turned into family affection, and the lingering emotions made her still heartbeat.

"Don't pay attention to their gossip, I'm always there for you."

Jiang Yanmo raised his head to look at the stars in the dark night, as well as the bright and cold moon, and a sense of happiness was spreading in his heart.

At this moment, they looked at each other speechlessly, and both of them understood it very well.

After being ridiculed by the group, the rich lady angrily left the crowd and went to a quieter branch hall, holding a red wine glass to vent her anger.

She has coveted Jiang Yanmo for a long time, but she was preempted by Duan Weiyu, a lowly girl, but she didn't expect to be scolded back by Jiang Dashao this time, and she felt a little hatred in her heart.

Suddenly, a waiter passed by her with a black plate, inadvertently spilled champagne on her clothes, and bowed his head vigorously to apologize to her.

"It's really unfortunate to meet people like you all day long."

The woman frowned, glanced at him viciously, and hurriedly walked into the bathroom with a small bag.

This is a bathroom shared by men and women, she pulled out a few wet wipes and lowered her head to tidy up her skirt, and suddenly a handkerchief appeared in front of her, still silk texture.

"If you don't mind, please use it."

A man's voice was nice and clean, with a slight sense of youth, she couldn't help but be startled, with a certain expectation, raised her face slightly.

"Thank you, let me introduce myself first, my name is Gong Xue."

Gong Xue saw a blonde man in her eyes, or a boy, not very old and well-dressed, with a youthful atmosphere between her gestures, in her eyes, this kind of amazing man is hard to find.

She is a smart woman, so she will naturally seize this good opportunity to talk, and the other party nodded and smiled faintly at her, and stuffed the handkerchief into her palm.

"If you don't deal with it, such a good dress will be wasted."

The man took the initiative to moisten the handkerchief, gently lifted the hem of her skirt, and carefully wiped it, his eyes full of tenderness.

Which girl doesn't want to have such an affair, Gong Xue pursed her red lips, threw the grievance out of the clouds, and said coquettishly: "Thank you, do you want us to go over there and sit and chat?" ”

The other party did not show surprise, but sat on the couch with her very naturally and talked and laughed.

At first, Gong Xue thought that she had picked up a treasure and was about to learn more about his specific situation, but she was stunned by the man's words.

"I heard that you had a dispute with the eldest young master of the Jiang family just now, is there anything unspeakable?"

The man tried his best to pretend to be understanding and caring, and actually prepared a perfect plan to frame Jiang Yanmo behind his back, and he came to talk to Gong Xue this time, and he also took a fancy to her arrogance.

Gong Xue was reluctant to mention her sadness, so she changed her tricks to divert the topic, and looked at him with deep eyes.

"Shouldn't it be me that you want to know? Why mention Jiang Dashao? ”

His ambiguity with that shitty woman had already made her very anxious, and she didn't want to explain anything to others.

The man quickly grasped the change in the situation, began to brainwash Gong Xue, and took out a packet of medicinal powder from his pocket.

"Don't worry, I'm just giving you a chance to take revenge and go back, since he let you look foreign, then you might as well let him make a fool of himself?"