Everyone was amazed, Song Qing was really a strange woman, not only let Lu He supply, but also dared to walk in front of the imperial major general.

Mad! It's crazy!

And the woman saw it, that one is not jealous? How old is Song Qingcai? Seventeen or eighteen years old, why do you attract bees and butterflies so much? But because of the scene, it's not easy to have a seizure.

The banquet that Ye Ru opened was all about quality people, and Lin Ting's kind of banquet could only be regarded as the last class.

Lu He came, and Jiang Qingyin, who was wearing a red bandeau dress beside him, pulled Lu He's arm, with a distance of half an arm's length, which was very decent and good.

After all, the daughter of the Jiang family's uncle is not a third-rate commodity like Liu Yiyi.

When Lu He saw Song Qing, he withdrew his hand and took two glasses of wine from the wine waiter passing by. walked up to Song Qing, touched the two glasses of wine, and then handed Song Qing a glass.

Song Qing raised his eyebrows, depicting extremely delicate eyebrows, like old brushwork and ink, one stroke at a time, all of them were style. The peach blossom makeup is very good, as bright as the chaos of April, as light as the breeze of April, and the slightly raised eyeliner, which is the most touching stroke in her chic style.

Zhu lips opened slightly: "Your beauty is angry." ”

"Beauty is more important than ancestors." Lu He's purple suit was very angry, and there was an elegant little daisy on his chest, Song Qing couldn't help but chill, what kind of taste does this person have?

"I hope so."

Lu He looked at Song Qing's disgusted expression, and the fox eyes narrowed, "Isn't it good-looking?" By the way, he pointed to his corsage.

"It's ugly, it's not a good match." Song Qing said bluntly, the purple suit is equipped with an elegant daisy, and only Lu He dares to do this.

Song Qing's eyes slanted slightly, scanning the crowd.

The people who hold the strongest economic lifeline of the empire have only one life. Then why do you have to work hard and fake phoenixes here?

The higher a person goes, the bigger the wind outlet becomes, the more he needs it, and he steps on a hard stone under his feet.

is tired and half dead, so that others can admire him for half his life.

"You're not going up yet?" Bai Jing interestingly elbowed Hao Yu beside him.

"Wait a little longer." Hao Yu replied.

"Wait any longer, the daylilies will be cold. Beware of your little beauty being snatched away by Lu He, the old fox. ”

"You worry about your own daylily." Hao Yu said coldly.

Bai Jing was dumbfounded, his face was light, but he was depicting the little girl who cried under the locust tree in his mind, and in the end, he was still smiling.

And when he came back to his senses, there was still the shadow of Hao Yu beside him.

Lu He introduced Song Qing to many business tycoons, all of whom were figures with heads and faces. Lu He was already dissolute, but he made Song Qing a little ancestor, and those who wanted to eat Song Qing's tofu were even cut off by Lu He's big lama for more than three seconds.

Lu He followed Song Qing to take care of him, even if he was scolded by Song Qing, he had a smile on his face.

"Oh my God? Is this really Lu He? A real estate owner shouted with a beer belly.

"Do you believe this is the cruel and irascible Lu He? Anyway, I don't believe it! "One of the people on the side was shaking like a rattle. Lu He's killing people is as refreshing as eating, and he doesn't even pay attention to the old Lu family, when did he care so much about a woman?

"I only know that Lu He has absolutely no heart." A good-looking young boss on the side shook his head and sighed.

For a while, everyone was a little difficult to accept, this, is this really Lu He?

On the other hand, Lu He, with Song Qing, has no offline self-release, and has no idol baggage at all.

"Boss Liu, this is my little ancestor, I can't bump into it." Lu He's fox smiled deeply, but Boss Liu couldn't help but tremble.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Ben was still fascinated by Song Qing's beauty, and Boss Liu, who was about to take the opportunity to rub the oil, quickly took back his big pig's trotters.

"Look at it, let you keep a low profile! You don't listen! Lu He scolded Song Qing in a low voice, but Boss Liu couldn't see that Lu He was absolutely spoiled to the sky for this woman, and he wished that the whole world would see her goodness.

"I'm going to blow the wind." Song Qing smiled, drank several glasses, she wanted to dissipate the wine, turned around and walked towards the rooftop with her skirt.

"Miss Song."

Song Qing turned around, wearing a fiery red bandeau dress, it was Jiang Qingyin.

"Miss Jiang." Song Qing leaned against the white jade railing, holding a blooming orchid in his hand, the natural fragrance was faint, compared to the perfume on Jiang Qingyin's body, it was much more comfortable.

"Miss Song also likes orchids?"

"Does Miss Jiang like it too?" Song Qing spun the orchid in his hand.

"Naturally, I've liked it for a long time, and I've been with that pot of orchids for several years, how can I not like it? Did Miss Song say yes? Jiang Qingyin approached Song Qing with a dignified and decent smile and elegant steps.

"Naturally, yes. However, orchids are not who accompany them for a long time, they are anyone's, elegant and vulgar appreciation, there are so many people in the world who like orchids, maybe, orchids don't like you. Song Qing continued to spin the orchid in his hand, and said quietly.

One is an elegant shelf, and the other is lazily leaning against the railing.

It's a good show to be appreciated by both the elegant and the vulgar.

Jiang Qingyin's smile was almost uncontrollable: "It seems that Miss Song is very confident?" ”

"No, no, no." Song Qing shook his head, and a meaningful smile flashed on his cold face.

"Oh?"

"Miss Jiang, there is a huge disparity in our status and status, I don't need to fight with you at all, how can I talk about confidence?"

Jiang Qingyin's face finally looked better, "Since this is the case, don't dangle around Lu He, and block others for nothing." "Words are starting to get tricky.

"Well, so, please Miss Jiang, pay attention to your identity, don't have anything to do, hang around me, and your cousin, I also want to say a word of greeting here, don't pay attention to the people around me, you little tricks, in my eyes, are really not enough." Song Qing's right lip hooked, causing Dai's eyebrows to rise.

Beauty is dead.

Jiang Qingyin gritted his teeth: "The person who should pay attention to your identity is you Song Qing!" I've been with Lu He for three years! Three years! Why should you be the first to get there! You are just a dirt girl from outside the city, fresh for a while, when you get off the bed of Lu He, and you can't climb up again, you should know how painful it hurts to fall on the ground! ”

"Lu Xiaoliu just sleeps with you."

"You!" Jiang Qingyin would never understand the courage of this girl! Say something like that!

"I haven't slept with Lu He." Song Qing shrugged his shoulders calmly, and Jiang Qingyin's face looked better.

"But why Lu He is still accommodating to me, don't you understand? It may not be you who accompanies him, but it must be me who waters this little orchid. Song Qing raised the orchid with the broken stem in his hand, like a broken rag doll, at the mercy of others.

Jiang Qingyin laughed angrily, and said arrogantly: "Lu He's favorite thing is red, he has always asked me to wear red, but what about you?" Smoky purple? Scold! Lu He probably doesn't have any requirements for you, right? Feel free as if, you're his, a dog. ”

"Lu He, naturally, he didn't dare to ask me, after all, he didn't dare to speak out loud in front of me. I'm smoky purple, but today, Lu He's suit seems to be purple too. Song Qing deliberately spared his tone, which was full of ridicule.

"Miss Jiang, the eldest lady of the Jiang family, don't smash the façade of your Jiang family! If you dare to make a move against the Qin family and Jingjing again, don't blame me, don't be merciful. Song Qing sneered, and the momentum of her whole body did not look like a girl who was not yet eighteen years old.