Sure enough, there was a group of reporters at the door of the reception, and after Jiang Luo got out of the car, these reporters quickly surrounded him.

Then four or five microphones reached out in front of her at the same time.

"Excuse me, what is your relationship with Mr. Xing Zheyan?"

"I heard that your father was a gambler, is it true?"

……

Jiang Yi ignored these questions, she smiled and looked at Xing Zheyan and reached out to hold his arm to show her identity, and then gracefully lifted her skirt and walked up the steps, as if the reporter behind her had come to witness her demeanor.

Such a light breeze made the reporters who surrounded him not know whether to continue to ask.

By the time he reacted, Jiang Xia had already entered the venue.

In the venue, Jiang Yao's appearance also attracted a lot of attention, these eyes were either stunning or inquisitive or jealous, but more of them were sighs, lamenting that her beauty came from the dust, and the country was beautiful.

Anyone who sees such a woman will bow down under her pomegranate skirt.

Jiang Luo stood beside Xing Zheyan, feeling the gaze from all directions, she kept smiling and nodding to everyone gently.

After some pleasantries, Jiang Qian asked Xing Zheyan softly, "I don't know if Mr. Xing is dissatisfied with my performance today?" ”

"Okay."

"That ......" Jiang Xuan's gaze fell on the terrace, where there were chairs for people to rest.

"Can I walk around alone?" She asked Xing Zheyan for his opinion.

Xing Zheyan acquiesced.

Jiang Yao left with a sigh of relief, she rarely wears high heels, in order to match the dress on her body, she stood on eight centimeter high heels for half an hour today, and her feet were already overwhelmed.

Finding a place to sit down, a woman walked up to her.

"You're Jiang Luo?"

Jiang Luo looked at the other party, she was sure that she didn't know the other party.

Out of politeness, she replied, "Yes." ”

"How much did Xing Zheyan give you?" The woman's second sentence was a bit provocative.

Jiang was stunned for a moment and immediately reacted, she pretended to be puzzled and asked, "What are you talking about?" ”

The woman sneered, with a mocking look on her face, and she continued, "You don't have to pretend to be confused with me, you know what I'm talking about, just like I know that you're just a tool man, I think a man like Xing Zheyan chose you as a tool man because of your face." ”

"But what else do you have?" The woman took a step closer to Jiang Luo, "Your existence is a joke. ”

The woman smiled sarcastically again, and then left haughtily.

Jiang Luo stood still and looked at her back, she was guessing who this woman was.

Xing Zheyan's friend?

Admirers?

Or is it a passer-by who simply looks at her unpleasantly?

"Your existence is just a joke."

Jiang Luo looked around, and there were many people in the banquet hall who were looking at her.

These people must know this woman, so they are also watching jokes.

Jiang Qian felt that it was not easy to stay on the terrace for a long time, so she picked up her handbag and decided to go to the bathroom.

Just as she walked through the crowd to the bathroom, the waiter with the drink didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and when she passed by Jiang Xi, the tray was crooked and the wine was spilled on Jiang Qi.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The waiter apologized again and again.

Jiang Luo didn't blame, but laughed at herself in her heart, it seemed that she was indeed going to the bathroom.

After arriving at the bathroom, Jiang Xia took out a paper towel and was about to deal with the wine stains on the dress, when suddenly the door of the bathroom was pushed open and a man broke in.