Slan International Hotel.

A seven-star hotel, a gathering place for the upper class at night.

7 p.m.

Resplendent in gold and singing, the huge LED screens that fill the 100-storey building on one side of the building glow in bright red.

In front of the hotel, luxury cars were suspended and started one after another.

A person dressed in noble and luxurious clothes got out of the car and frequently walked into the door of the hotel.

There is a Titanic replica ship parked in the hotel, with many red tulips and huge wreaths running across the ship.

In a corner under the Titanic, Mo Qingyi was wearing a black professional suit, a shirt and a short skirt to match, carefully squatted down, tore off a band-aid and stuck it on her heel.

"Hiss......"

Mo Qingyi couldn't help but blurt out in pain, sped up her movements, and pasted the band-aid on a piece of broken skin on her heel.

These high heels were temporarily purchased by her online, grinding her feet very much, and she was busy running down all day, and the heel was already blurred with flesh and blood.

Accidentally, the walkie-talkie fell to the ground.

Mo Qingyi raised her head and let out a long breath helplessly, staring at the waterfall-like crystal lamp hanging under the 20-meter-high ceiling.

"I don't know if I can have a chance to have a wedding here in this life......" Mo Qingyi sighed while playing with the walkie-talkie.

As a wedding planner, she has been in the industry from the beginning, this wedding is the most luxurious and upper-level wedding she has ever seen, and the decoration for tonight alone has exceeded 400 million.

All the guests boarded the boat and stood on the deck talking and laughing.

Mo Qingyi stood up, afraid that the voice of the director who was looking for someone would come from the walkie-talkie.

Standing up straight, she tugged at her clothes, and just took a step forward, when suddenly a handbag fell from the sky, and the shiny rivets on it slid down her forehead.

The handbag fell to the ground, and Mo Qingyi subconsciously covered half of her slightly hot face with one hand.

Grass Mud Horse!!

She didn't go out well today, and the bloody disasters came one after another.

Before you see him, you hear his voice first.

Mo Qingyi heard a sarcastic laugh coming from above her head.

Qin Huaiwen was wearing a tight long white dress with hollow cutouts, and the looming lace was inlaid with petals. In particular, the two roses on her chest contracted and bloomed with her smile and smile.

A pair of milky white slender, one hand on the hand of the first and second ancestors, the other hand on the railing at will, mockingly looking at all the actions of Mo Qingyi just now.

"Haha, Mo Qingyi, you look at you, it's exactly the same as in high school...... I haven't seen you for so many years, and I'm still so poor and sour......"

Poor sour your sister!!

Mo Qingyi coldly swore words.

If she wanted to be on top, she would be able to stand there today.

Qin Huaiwen!!

Mo Qingyi was angry, bent down, picked up the handbag, held it in his hand, and knowingly asked Qin Huaiwen, who was high above, and said, "Miss, is this your handbag?" ”

She deliberately bit the word Miss very clearly and tactfully.

The men around Qin Huaiwen smiled lightly and said nothing.

Although Qin Huaiwen was displeased, in order to maintain his image in front of everyone, which was different from that of ordinary low-level characters, he smiled generously, "Mo Qingyi, have you forgotten your old classmates?" The years have shaved away your IQ along with your appearance? ”

"Oh, it's you. My face changed a lot, and I- I almost didn't remember. Qin Huaiwen, how much has your face been facelifted? ”

"You!" Qin Huaiwen almost couldn't hold back his anger, and pointed at Mo Qingyi's smiling face with one hand, and there were red marks on one side, like a fire dragon that went straight through the sky.

Gritting his teeth, Qin Huaiwen smiled and said, "You're getting old, aren't you allowed to make me beautiful?" ”

"Yes, of course. Is this bag for you or for you to come down and get it? Mo Yi put together the handbag in the palm of his hand.

"Ha, how could I go down?" Qin Huaiwen seemed to have heard some joke and said in disbelief.

Mo Qingyi lowered her head, sneered, and threw the handbag up with her backhand, and the handbag went towards Qin Huaiwen's face.

An urgent voice came from the walkie-talkie, Mo Qingyi picked it up irritably, and hurriedly responded: "Boss, I received it, I'll come over immediately." ”

Mo Qingyi hurried away, and Bao Ye was in someone's arms.

"Jin Shao?! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this bag was thrown by a waiter below, a few of you brought that woman over, and it wasn't ...... to compensate Jin Shao."

never expected that the bag would hit the mysterious guest Jin Yunheng. Many sons and brothers stepped forward and pretended to be concerned.

"My bag ......" Qin Huaiwen was distressed and watched his global limited edition handbag being kicked far away and trampled on.

The anger in my heart burns!

It's all Mo Qingyi's fault!

"No problem." Jin Yunheng said indifferently, silently breaking free of Yue Yiqian, the hand holding his arm.

A group of security guards appeared at the right time to protect Jin Yunheng.

"Jin Shao, the one who offended you I know, within a minute, I promise, she will take the initiative to appear in front of everyone."

Qin Huaiwen raised his eyebrows proudly, and immediately invited merit and said.

Everyone didn't care, this was just a farce of wanting to climb the branches.

But—

Everyone is more interested in today's wedding.

Because, this is Jin Yunheng's well-known "shame".