Fancy didn't have that much interest in looking, and after sweeping the ten lines at a glance, he was going to throw it back.

The above is probably about how Yang Jianxian started when he was young, what his preferences are, and so on.

Wasted 50 points......

At this time, Hua Huang suddenly noticed the time of Yang Jianxian's birth and death.

She looked at it and was shocked to see where she was.

This tycoon, who is over half a hundred years old and once dominated the pharmaceutical industry,

It was actually today, his daughter's coming-of-age ceremony!

The unnatural death was a shot in the head.

Fancy thought that he had mislooked at the time, and once again confirmed, it was indeed today!

She suddenly felt that today was not the right time.

There must be a trip to the muddy water waiting for her.

But if you leave now, it will definitely not work.

She can leave in style, but Qi Zhandong can't.

She doesn't feel at ease when the male protagonist is left here alone,

In case of any accident in Qi Zhandong, her task of this novel will be done in vain.

Coming out of the toilet, Qi Zhandong saw that her face was not very good, and asked her where she was uncomfortable from time to time.

Shaking his head fancy, he solemnly instructed him that he must follow her every step of the way at tonight's banquet.

Qi Zhandong was a little flattered, he pretended to look at the sky and said:

"I have some doubts that the sun will come out in the west later."

Fancy ignored him and called a passing waiter and asked him to bring her a pair of chopsticks.

After bringing it, she suddenly faced Qi Zhandong, blocked the public's sight with his body, and lifted her skirt.

Qi Zhandong exclaimed: "What are you doing?" ”

As he spoke, he was about to press the hem of her skirt.

The fancy sound told him to stop, and his voice seemed to have ice ballast in it.

Qi Zhandong froze, and saw her clip a pair of chopsticks into the leather holster on her thigh.

She tidied up her skirt casually, and pulled Qi Zhandong to find a corner and wait for the banquet to begin.

If she had known that something was going to happen tonight, she would have prepared a gun in advance.

Now I don't, so I can only use chopsticks to barely cope.

I have to say that this old Mr. Yang is very security-conscious.

Probably knowing that his life was worth his life, he couldn't find a slightly sharper tableware on the ring table at the banquet.

Not to mention fruit knives, even the forks are plastic and easy to break.

"What the hell is going on?" Qi Zhandong also felt her tightness.

The moment she came out of the bathroom, her fox eyes never stopped looking at every gorgeously dressed guest in the venue.

Like an eagle alerted to danger.

Fancy said that something was going to happen tonight, and someone might want to kill Mr. Yang.

Qi Zhandong's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously looked at the man in the middle of the crowd, wearing a red Tang suit, full of energy.

He was chatting and laughing with a group of friends in the officialdom of the shopping mall, and his pretty little daughter was standing next to him.

I can't imagine someone trying to kill someone.

"How do you know?" He asked in a fancy ear.

Fancy felt the heat of his exhalation spill on her neck, frowning and pulling a little distance:

"It's easy to die if you know too much, just follow me."

Qi Zhandong was a little funny and a little happy.

If something really happened, he was the one who protected her.

Just her little arms and legs, still follow her?

But no matter what, in her heart, he still has a little bit of importance.

Otherwise, they would not have worried about his safety, let alone say such words to protect him.

......

Yang Jiahua could barely maintain her smile, and the tears were almost on the edge of her eyes, shaky.

He still didn't come.

She excused herself from the crowd, wrapped a coat in a mess, and stood at the door of the hotel in anticipation.

The mobile phone was held in her hand by her, as if it was holding her heart, and the slightest wind and grass could set off her stormy waves.

But the phone was so quiet, cold and ruthless in her hand, without making a sound.

"Miss, you are here, come in, it's windy outside, don't blow cold!" The nanny put another long coat on her and urged her to go in.

Miss was raised by her.

Don't look at the young lady's fine clothes and food, but life is not very comfortable.

The young lady's mother went early, and the young stepmother was so harsh that she could hardly tolerate her.

Fortunately, the young lady is very angry, she studies very well, and her temperament is good, and the master values it very much.

Otherwise, this wealthy family really has no way to live.

Yang Jiahua still looked at the corner of the street for a moment, as if the next moment, the person on the tip of her heart would appear.

The babysitter sighed:

"Miss, why bother?"

She knew about Guan Chang.

Ever since I met this young and handsome young man, my own young lady has been like she has run into an evil spirit, and she talks about it every day.

Peel an orange at home, and the peeled off is unconsciously formed into an abbreviation of the young man's name.

Yang Jiahua still looked at it motionlessly.

She had never seen a boy like Guan Chang.

The moment he raised his eyes in her camera, it seemed that all the light in the world had faded, and only his eyebrows and eyes were shining.

He is a little simple, and a little lofty.

He didn't please her, he didn't flatter her, and of course, he didn't like her.

Yang Jia was angry at his high level, angry at his ignorance of lifting, and even more angry at him for not taking a look at her.

Only she was like an addict, drunk in his eyes, unable to escape, and unable to escape.

She felt like she was crazy.

She stood so stubbornly in the cold wind, biting her lip and not saying anything,

It was not until her father came to call her in person that she stiffened and returned to the banquet hall like a puppet with a broken string.

The banquet begins

In fact, this is not only a rich girl's birthday party, but also a place where business transactions begin.

Rich and powerful people are accustomed to making connections in this way.

Fancy and Qi Zhandong danced the opening dance with everyone on the dance floor.

But her body was so tense that even Qi Zhandong's eyelids jumped lightly with nervousness, and she couldn't help but be vigilant around her.

At this moment, a hand reached out towards the fancy two.

The owner of the hand was a young man, who did not look more than thirty years old.

He looked at the fancy, with a bright and handsome smile, and the meaning was obvious, he wanted to change dance partners with Qi Zhandong.

Qi Zhandong naturally saw his intentions, and with a turn of his body, he danced far away with a fancy and traceless trace, leaving him with a back of refusal.

The young man persevered, and chased after him with his dance partner.

After several times in a row, Qi Zhandong stretched out his feet wearing shiny leather shoes expressionlessly and stepped on his toes fiercely.

At the end, without any guilt, he said, "Oh, I'm sorry, my foot slipped." ”

You know, the soles of business leather shoes are very thick, and they are all tapping when they walk, let alone stepping on people.

The man's face turned green.

But in order to maintain a gentlemanly demeanor, he smiled and said it didn't matter.

But there was clearly a clear expression in his eyes: "You kid wait for Lao Tzu." ”

He tentatively asked Qi Zhandong about the relationship between the two, although he asked Qi Zhandong, but he never took his eyes off his fancy face.