Chapter 17: Who Serves as a Foil to Whom (3)

Ouyang squeezed his eyebrows and smiled, "Tut-tut, crazy enough, worthy of our Rui Shao, you dumped Ai Meng?" In the afternoon, I saw her at Hyatt. ”

Of course, not alone, but with a Shibo he knew having afternoon tea, his demeanor was intimate, and the relationship was self-evident.

They are all mixed in a circle, and there are some things that need not be said, and you can understand them at a glance.

Leng Qirui bowed slightly, but he didn't bother to say one more word, it was all in the past, who she loved was her business, and it had nothing to do with him.

The four of them laughed for a while, and Jiang Yu suddenly remembered someone, "Hey, where is the night lady?" Why didn't you see her? ”

Qiao Junwei squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time, and finally found the target person. "It should be the girl who follows behind like an ugly duckling, it's too inconspicuous."

Ye Qingting was dressed in a gray dress, with an old-fashioned bun, a jade bracelet on his hand, and a jade pendant around his neck, a little different, although the makeup on his face was exquisite, but it was not worthy of tonight's dress.

Beside the radiant Mrs. Night mother and daughter, the comparison was gloomy.

Ouyang was spoiled by the beauties, and his mouth was also bad, so he couldn't help complaining, "It's ugly and miserable, no wonder I haven't shown up all the time." ”

Leng Qirui raised his eyebrows and didn't say anything, but he was inexplicably a little unhappy in his heart, as if his own things were offended.

In the sound of their complaints, the girl seemed to have noticed something, and her indifferent gaze swept over, Song Junwei threw a flying kiss at her, Ouyang lost a big eye, and Jiang Shao picked up the wine glass and greeted enthusiastically.

They waited for the girl to show a shy look so that they could have some fun. In the past, when they encountered this kind of girl, they would work together to trick others and make them miserable before they stopped.

Leng Qirui took a lazy sip of wine, a chuckle on the corner of his mouth, waiting to see the fun, these three guys are afraid to kick the iron plate.

Sure enough, as he expected, Ye Qingting's gaze swept over the faces of the four handsome men one by one, with a faint expression, and his eyes were extremely cold, without sorrow or joy, honor and disgrace.

It's just that when he saw Leng Qirui, his brows frowned slightly, and he quickly retracted his gaze, and Qingting made a definition in his heart, a group of boring rich sons, womanizers surnamed Leng, hum.

She stared at her toes, intent, as if there was gold on the ground.

Her dress today was arranged by Chen Qiuyun, picking out the most inappropriate clothes and the most earthy makeup, trying her best to scandalize her, making her usually beautiful and a dusty clown.

But it doesn't matter, sometimes beauty isn't the most important thing.

She will make everyone remember her existence and never forget it.

Jiang Yu opened his mouth wide in disbelief, "No, there is no reaction when you see us, is there a mistake?" ”

They are all proud sons of the sky, their backgrounds and family backgrounds are extraordinary, all women are like flies around them, which is annoying, how can there ever be a woman who does not take them in his eyes?

Song Junwei suddenly exploded, "Damn, in her eyes, we are air?" ”

Ouyang was also very unconvinced, "It's too bad for us to lose face, she's playing with her desires, right?" Cut, so scheming. ”

Jiang Yu snorted coldly and had an idea, "Hmph, brothers, let's go play?" ”

are all arrogant sons, how can they stand the cold reception? His suggestion was echoed by several people, "Okay, the banquet is too boring, just find some shows to pass the time." ”