Chen Shuyi stood on the cusp of the storm, her face did not change.

It seems that he has long been accustomed to external pressure......

Nie Ange locked her eyebrows deeply, she didn't like this kind of scene, and the people here.

The hypocrisy of those faces that thought they were noble disgusted her.

She suddenly remembered the cruise ship, and the sarcastic words of these women seemed to clear her mind.

- Chen Shuyi was framed, slept with Jiang Muxuan, and had a child.

Chen Shuyi wanted to find a place to sit down, but her eyes were Jiang Muxuan's handsome silhouette, and her face was red and white in fright.

A woman who was very calm just now, how could this be like a mouse seeing a cat? Nie Ange was puzzled again.

Feeling that her body was getting hotter and hotter, her negative car opened the collar, revealing her delicate and white collarbone, and for a while, Fang Xianzhi and Chen Yu's eyes changed.

As the person concerned, Nie Ange was still immersed in illusions and was not awake.

In the banquet hall of the Ming Building, the nobles were all in groups, and the gaze of Chen Shuyi who surrendered was also unified disdain.

They looked down on this woman, but their eyes were also full of jealousy.

The corners of Nie Ange's mouth rose, and a faint sarcasm crossed his eyes.

Jiang Zifeng was not beside Chen Shuyi, so Chen Shuyi looked a little lost, wandering around aimlessly.

After finding a more secluded rest area and sitting down, I took my mobile phone from the bag and rummaged through it.

"Sister-in-law, why are you interested in coming to the banquet?" Zhou Yanchen sat next to Chen Shuyi with a smile, and blew gently on her earlobe, looking very frivolous.

Nie Ange's face was slightly cold.

Looking at the string of bracelets in Zhou Yanchen's hand that was becoming more and more black, he fell into deep thought.

Chen Shuyi pushed Zhou Yanchen away violently, Zhou Yanchen seemed to have not expected it, sitting on the ground with a surprised face, and when he got up, the flower pot in his hand made a sound, causing a lot of commotion.

Jiang Zifeng ran to Zhou Yanchen, his little face was full of anger, and when the man was about to stand up, he directly picked up the wine next to him and poured it on Zhou Yanchen.

Jiang Zifeng's chubby little hands crossed his waist, like a miniature version of Jiang Muxuan, "Don't get close to my mommy!" ”

Zhou Yanchen's appearance is demonic, and the suit he is wearing is splashed with red wine, which not only does not look embarrassed, but also outlines his tight figure, igniting a hot look.

The bell rang suddenly, and although Chen Shuyi hated Zhou Yanchen, she still said sorry in sign language.

At this time, Jiang Muxuan's grandmother, the protagonist of this banquet, appeared.

She was wearing clothes that were enough to blind Nie Ange's eyes, and was helped out by the stars and the moon, sitting on a chair, holding Jiang Zifeng in her arms.

It's time for gift-giving.

Nie Ange looked at those flattering people lightly.

The gifts were more expensive than the other, and some of them even felt too extravagant for her.

The Jiang family is the top wealthy family in Nancheng, but for the night thunderbolt, obviously, this identity is still very different.

In my impression, it seems that the Night Thunder Owl has never been so extravagant and wasteful, so why is this Jiang family?

The little Jiang Zifeng shrank in his grandmother's arms, talking in a milky voice, and his little hands kept grasping the emerald green Buddha beads worn on the old man's wrist.

Nie Ange's eyes narrowed, and the golden light on the Buddha beads attracted her, but this golden light came a little unnaturally, as if it could be plated.

The old man was gentle and kind in front of Jiang Zifeng, full of doting.

This kind of favor can't deceive people.

"Do you like it?" The old man is full of luxury brands, which shows how deep he pays attention to dressing.

However, Jiang Zifeng's little hand was not only very restless and wrinkled, but some places were even stained with oil, but the old man did not show the slightest sign of anger or anger.

It stands to reason that if Jiang Zifeng is spoiled like this, then even Chen Shuyi, who is with Jiang Zifeng's mother, should be treated a little preferentially.

But realistically, no.

Jiang Zifeng is very good-looking when he laughs, carved in pink, very aura, and very painful.

He nodded obediently, "Grandma, I like it very much." ”