At this time, Qiao Yimo gently bent his arm and motioned for Xia Zimeng to hold him.

In front of everyone, he couldn't pull down his face like a child playing a temper, Xia Zimeng could only stretch out his hand generously to hold Qiao Yimo. And Qiao Yimo's eyes never left the person who shouted "Zimeng". FANG Tianrui.

The eyes are gloomy, and there is no warmth.

The president looked at Qiao Yimo, then at Fang Tianrui, thinking that Fang Tianrui had just affectionately shouted the lady Qiao Yimo was holding, so as not to be embarrassed, he immediately put on a big smile and said,

"Hehe, Mr. Qiao, this is the chairman of Fang's Fund Management, Fang Tianrui." As he spoke, he raised his hand at Fang Tianrui, "It's also our President Song's future son-in-law!" As he said this, he stretched out his hand to another middle-aged man beside him.

Fang Tianrui and President Song stepped forward one after another to shake hands with Qiao Yimo.

Song Million is the organizer of the Merchants Association, and the title of president has always been his title. He is the chairman of a large group and Song Jiaer's father. The industry covers the energy and high-tech sectors.

There were two other characters who also stepped forward to greet Qiao Yimo politely.

At this time, everyone's eyes looked at Xia Zimeng, a beauty so beautiful that even the sky instantly faded to starlight.

seems to be waiting for Qiao Yimo's introduction, and is also curious about who she is.

But Qiao Yimo was silent, smiling expressionlessly, looking at everyone, waiting to prepare for admission.

A few characters didn't care, so they led tonight's distinguished guest, Mr. Qiao Yimo, and his female companion to the palace.

The receptionist, the waiter, and the rest of the guests all gave way when they saw all the important figures in politics and economy.

The big beauty held by Qiao Yimo's side instantly became the topic of tonight.

In the process of walking into the palace, Xia Zimeng's gaze would occasionally throw on Fang Tianrui's figure. Handsome, elegant. That figure used to be her dependence, and she liked to rely on the person she liked to be coquettish the most. But now, he's so far away.

Noticing that her gaze was on another person, Qiao Yimo's heart was filled with impetuousness. The cold handsome face was frosty, and she glanced at her coldly,

"Don't look at anyone but me."

Suddenly pulled back to her senses by his cold words, Xia Zimeng turned her head sideways, raised her picturesque eyes, saw his self-respecting expression, and glared at him,

"The eyes are mine, and I love to look at whomever I like." I was kidnapped by you and came to this kind of place, and now I even have to take care of my own person. Xia Zimeng thought angrily in his heart.

"Do you believe that I dare to do you here?" He said coldly, and smiled back at the man who had looked at him with a polite but expressionless smile.

"Faith." Xia Zimeng didn't look at him either, and said with a look of contempt, "Breeding pigs, horses, breeding dogs, people who can estrus everywhere dare to do anything." ”

The verbal attack on her is not painful, and it is not against it, "It's good that you know." So you'd better be honest and don't push my limits. ”

I thought that there was nothing he could do in action, so it was okay to scold him a few words, right? But he always seemed to be able to speak ill of her.

"Scoundrel." Xia Zimeng gritted his teeth, then his eyes flashed, and he twisted his arm with the greatest strength with his hand. God didn't know it, no one saw it, and he was so embarrassed to have a seizure.

I saw Qiao Yimo's eyebrows tightened in pain, stopped, turned around, and looked at her fixedly.

The tall figure and this slender body, in the eyes of the guests, looked simply made in heaven, worthy of the sun, moon and stars to fall for them.

At this time, he raised his eyebrows, revealing a half-smiling evil smile, which looked very wild and charming. The look became frivolous and presumptuous, "You hurt me," leaned over her ear, and suppressed the sexy voice,

"But I love it. Do you want to continue? Come.. As he spoke, he put his hand in front of her eyes.

"You're a pervert." Xia Zimeng still gritted his teeth, and stared at him with round apricot eyes. It's not okay to scold him, and it's not okay to abuse him.

She looked so angry and not delicate, her dark eyes seemed to be able to speak, and his shadow was reflected in those black eyes, and in her eyes, he saw a different version of himself.

There was a storm in my heart, and I wanted to bow my head and kiss her delicate red lips. At this time, a gentle female voice sounded nearby,

"Miss Zimeng."

Qiao Yimo Xia Zimeng looked in the direction where the voice came from at the same time. I saw an elegant and dignified temperament beauty walking over, holding his hand when Fang Tianrui passed by, and pulling him to walk towards them together.

"Hello Mr. Joe!"

"Hello!"

A few people greeted politely for a while. Song Jia'er looked at Xia Zimeng and asked Qiao Yimo,

"Is Miss Zimeng Mr. Qiao's girlfriend?" I'm afraid that only women can't help but gossip and ask this kind of question, Song Jia'er smiled dignifiedly, and her delicate body snuggled tightly against Fang Tianrui.

There was no expression on Fang Tianrui's cold face, but his eyes occasionally swept over Xia Zimeng, like a thousand words, like a lot of affection!

Seeing her ex with other women, and standing in front of her without shying away, Xia Zimeng couldn't say the sourness.

The Tianrui brother who once doted on her and loved her meticulously, along with her youth, is gone forever. Ashes.

Feeling the little hand in the crook of his arm tightened, Qiao Yimo hooked the corners of his lips, turned his head sideways and lowered his eyes to look at Xia Zimeng, and asked,

Miss Song asked... Are you my girlfriend? His eyes were like fog, rain and wind, and I didn't know what he meant. The voice was suddenly very gentle, as if the image of the two of them had not happened just now.

Xia Zimeng glared at him again.

can see Fang Tianrui and Song Jia'er standing together, especially Song Jia'er's happy appearance, how could she Xia Zimeng lose the battle? Let Fang Tianrui be happier than himself?

I saw that she tightened Qiao Yimo, clasped her other hand together, held him tightly with both hands, and said,

"Yes, yes. He's my boyfriend! After speaking, he also gave Fang Tianrui a victorious look. I saw Fang Tianrui's mouth open slightly, and he gently turned his face sideways, avoiding her gaze.

"I'll just say I'm not wrong." Song Jia'er looked up at Fang Tianrui, "Your sister Zimeng is really discerning," and then said to Qiao Yimo, "Mr. Qiao is also very discerning!" ”

From the moment Qiao Yimo said that he was her boyfriend, Qiao Yimo unconsciously felt happy in her heart, and the impetuousness caused by her peeking at Fang Tianrui just now suddenly disappeared. But the expression was still pretending to be cool, cold, and didn't show it, only politely replied,

"Yes!" pulled his arm out of Xia Zimeng's hand, put it on her waist, hugged her tightly and intimately, and pressed her tightly to his side. Then his eyes turned to Fang Tianrui, and at this time, Fang Tianrui also looked at him, the two men looked at each other, and there would be no sparks, but they both hid a lot of sword light.