The clothes in the banquet hall are fragrant and the sideburns are shadows, but if you look closely, you can find that those ladies and ladies frequently look at the door of the banquet hall, as if they are waiting for someone.

Yu Qingzhou knew that they were waiting for Jun Moting.

"Mrs. Jiang, Jun Shao will come, right?"

"I heard that Jun Shao has an unusual relationship with that Qin Ye, Madame didn't invite Qin Ye, will Jun Shao come?"

……

Hearing frequent questions from people beside him, Yu Qingzhou smiled elegantly, "On such an occasion, how can someone of Qin Ye's status attend?" ”

"That's it."

A sentence sounded suddenly, and when the ladies turned around, they saw Jun Yiyi in an off-white small fragrance dress, her eyes were wanton, "The banquet of the president's wife, Qin Ye, a little white face in the entertainment industry, can't reach it in eight lifetimes." ”

It was rumored that the Jun family didn't like Qin Ye, but at this moment, hearing Jun Yiyi say this, everyone knew even more.

Looking at the surrounding heat again, you can see that Yu Qingzhou is clearly going to slap Qin Ye's face.

Otherwise, why did all the famous people in the emperor invite them, but they didn't invite Qin Ye?

That, Jun Shao......

There was a premonition that they were going to be disappointed, and everyone's faces were a little unsightly.

You know, they are all here for Jun Moting.

If Jun Moting didn't come, then why did they bother to attend Yu Qingzhou's banquet at this critical juncture, risking suspicion.

Just look at everyone's faces to know what they are thinking, Yu Qingzhou scolded in her heart for not knowing what to do, but the smile on her face was as dignified as ever.

Turning his head to look at Jiang Shaoyan, who was answering the phone, Yu Qingzhou smiled more gently, "Look, Jun Shao should have arrived." ”

Everyone turned their heads together, and saw Jiang Shaoyan put down the phone, turned around and said something to the devil, and the two of them went out one after the other.

thought that the two of them were going to pick up Jun Moting, but everyone was still sighing in their hearts, Jun Shao was really hot, and even Jiang Shao from the presidential palace had to go down to greet him in person.

But in the next moment, everyone in the banquet hall was stunned.

Following Jiang Shaoyan and the devil, Leng Jun, Xu Yuan and others glanced at each other, and they all raised their feet and left.

More than ten minutes later, most of the sons and brothers in the banquet hall had already left.

At a glance, only the female guests remained.

This is...... Let's go?

was shocked in her heart, and the smile on her face froze, Yu Qingzhou couldn't believe that Jun Moting would slap her in the face in front of so many people.

Out of the corner of her eye, you can see those ladies and ladies looking back at her frequently, as if asking: Mrs. Jiang, are you here?

Yu Qingzhou pretended to be calm and took out his mobile phone and called Jiang Shaoyan, "Shaoyan, where is Jun Shaoyan?" Now that you've arrived, come up quickly. ”

"Madame, treat the guests well, Jun Shao has already turned around and left."

A busy sound came from the phone, and Yu Qingzhou was stunned in the center of the banquet hall.

She wanted to slap Qin Ye's face in front of so many people, but she didn't think about it, but she was slapped in the face by Jun Moting?

A face is red and white, and you can imagine how angry those eyes behind it are.

Yu Qingzhou didn't even know how to explain when he turned around.

In the next moment, I heard someone in the banquet hall shouting: "Jun Shao has chartered a venue in heaven and earth, and those who come will not refuse, does anyone want to go?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the people in the banquet hall rushed out.

Seeing that the banquet hall that was still laughing and laughing was half empty in an instant, Yu Qingzhou's hand holding the handbag couldn't help but tremble.

Jun Moting, Qin Ye!

The two names swirled back and forth between their teeth, and Yu Qingzhou's eyes shot out of bitter resentment.