Beginning...... Miss Ni?

Ni Sishang's face turned pale.

Everyone's inquiring eyes also looked at it.

How? Isn't this good-looking, soft-spoken young lady Mr. Ye's daughter?

Why is one surnamed Ni and the other surnamed Ye?

Especially the eyes of the rich second generation who had talked well with Ni Sishang before at this time were like needletips, piercing into the skin.

Ni Sisheng's face was so white and ethereal, her expression was in a trance, and she didn't know how to answer.

Jiang is still spicy old, Yang Zhi's eyes are calm, and he dialed the topic over in four or two thousand catties, "Madam, listening to the maid's report, Weaving Star must be uncomfortable and fell asleep." I'll send my servant up again. ”

"Sleeping? She's such a big shelf, do you really need me to invite her? ”

Ye Dongsheng couldn't hold back for a while, his face was as black as a pot helmet.

The mayor and his wife came, and she didn't give face.

Is it because he saved his wife that he is getting bigger and bigger?

Ruan Zi's expression also darkened, and her eyes flashed with disappointment.

Everyone whispered, and the more they felt that this Miss Ye was really as perverse and lonely as ever, out of place.

Ni Sishang stared at Ruan Zi, her eyes were gloomy, and she suddenly felt that her opportunity had come.

She chuckled and stepped forward, "Madam, you are so beautiful today, this cheongsam is completely tailor-made for you." The beauty of women in country Z is vividly reflected by you. ”

After mixing with Mei Ruxue for a long time, Ni Sishang has become more and more good at complimenting people, and her little mouth is as sweet as honey.

Sure enough, Ruan Zi's eyebrows and eyes were stretched, and when she smiled, she was bright and moving, like a fragrant fresh jasmine.

Ye Dongsheng saw it and breathed a sigh of relief.

A daughter is not a child, but fortunately, he still has an obedient and sensible person.

"Madam, I might as well take you for a walk."

"Okay."

Ruan Zi readily agreed, even if Ni Sishang was accompanied, Qin Mufeng, a favorite wife and madman, always followed behind him, never leaving an inch.

Ye Dongsheng's target for talking was also Qin Mufeng, and he could only accompany him and follow behind his daughter.

Yan Yan smiled at Qin Mufeng on his face, but in his heart he complained about this mayor who was not doing his job, following the woman all day long, and the little family was very angry, and he didn't know how he achieved this position.

Everyone saw that Ni Sishang and his wife had a good conversation, and some rich ladies and son-in-law had secretly kept her in mind, so they waited for Ni Sishang to finish chatting with his wife, and they hurriedly surrounded her.

At this time, everyone forgot about the leaf weaving star upstairs.

Ye Dongsheng also felt that if Ni Sishang could become a celebrity in front of his wife, it would be better than Ye Zhixing.

Although she is also his daughter, Si Shang asked her to go east, she didn't dare to go west, and in comparison, Weaving Star was even more difficult to control.

However, Ruan Zi suddenly mentioned it again, "What about Weaving Star, she should sleep well now, right?" ”

Ruan Zi's cautious and flattering face surprised everyone.

Suddenly, I felt that Ni Sisheng's efforts were ridiculous, and it was completely in vain, Mrs. Ren not only didn't remember her goodness, but on the contrary, she also thought about Ye Zhixing.

"My wife and your daughter hit it off at first sight, and they fell in love with each other, and she was my wife's savior, and I came here for her today. Mr. Ye, you said you were going up to call Miss Ye before, why haven't you left yet? ”

Qin Mufeng's face suddenly became serious, which made Ye Dongsheng panic.

He was asking him, why did he prevaricate here with such a Ni Sisheng!

Ni Sishang was so angry that her fingertips trembled, Ye Zhixing! Leaf weaving star! She has worked so hard, why is everyone still thinking about Ye Zhixing! Why?

What the hell is she inferior to that slut?

At this moment, a sound of light footsteps sounded, like a nice drum beat, as if beating on the tip of everyone's heart.