"Hehe, it's nothing, Aohan, you go over to accompany your little classmate first, I'll talk to Mr. 6 about business." Ling Yan saw that 6 Nanchuan didn't seem to be interested in his daughter, so he took her away for the time being.

"Okay." Ling Aohan bowed slightly to 6 Nanchuan, took the champagne and left gloomily.

Returning to the ranks of the little classmates, a group of people showed envious eyes at her, "Wow, Aohan, I really envy you, and you can still get close to Mr. 6." ”

"Your Ling family has such a big face, and you can still invite Mr. 6."

"I'm really lucky to be able to see Mr. 6 tonight, I wonder if I can have a beautiful encounter?"

A group of little nymphomaniacs, with a heart-wrenching heart.

A wisp of sarcasm flashed in Ling Aohan's eyes, tearing up their dreams, "Mr. 6 doesn't seem to be very interested in a little girl of our age?" ”

"Really? I saw that Mr. 6 was still chatting with you just now! ”

As a long-legged girl with Ling Aohan's little dog legs, she took the opportunity to say, "That's because Aohan is beautiful, a successful person like Mr. 6, I'm afraid that ordinary little girls like us really don't call!" ”

In a word, Ling Aohan was lifted to the sky again.

Ling Aohan seemed to be modest and said, "Where, where, I am the protagonist tonight, Mr. 6 wants to give me some face!" ”

The implication is that he doesn't give face to everyone!

A group of young classmates listened to it clearly, and between their eye contact, there was an aura of discord.

The topic turned around again and again, Ling Aohan looked at the time frequently, and subconsciously slipped out, "Why hasn't Xia Chen come yet?" ”

Some of the little classmates who were not interested in Xia Chen began to step on Xia Chen in various ways, "He, a poor sour boy with empty appearance, come here and that's it!" ”

"Yes, in fact, I'm quite looking forward to him and Bai Sheng, will they come together? Poor and sour with strange and ugly, the most 'dazzling' combination in the audience. ”

"Haha, that Bai Sheng, I don't know what she's wearing tonight? Will you come in a school uniform? ”

"It's a shame."

Ling Aohan didn't agree with their statement, "Xia Chen may not be as unbearable as you say!" ”

"Aohan, I've seen him go to and from school several times, and the car he sent to him was actually tens of thousands of yuan in Chang'an, don't you feel shabby?"

Ling Aohan listened to their words, her face changed again and again, she was her sweetheart, and she would definitely be unhappy when someone else said it.

As the atmosphere grew colder, someone noticed Ling Aohan's face, and immediately touched the arms of several classmates who said bad things about Xia Chen, and the others were immediately silent, looking at each other with some chagrin, did they step on a mine?

At this time, there was some movement at the door, and vaguely, a voice came, "Wow, the jewelry tycoon Xia Jiangfeng finally brought the prince to the public occasion." ”

"It's so handsome, but who is the girl standing next to the prince? Too ordinary, right? ”

66 The continuous discussion attracted the attention of the young students.

They probed their heads and looked towards the entrance—

One by one, they showed ghostly expressions, Xia, Xia, Xia Chen and Bai Sheng?

The son of Xia Jiangfeng, the overlord of the top five jewelers in the country, is actually Xia Chen?

This, this, this......

This rhythm doesn't seem right!

That poor Xia Chen, how could he be so rich?

A few classmates who were still stepping on Xia Chen just now were slapped in the face.

At this time, their expressions were more ugly than crying.

Oh my God, this Xia Chen, who takes Chang'an back to school every day, is actually a prince?

, who dares to say that he is poor?

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