The woman walked into a box, 306, what a coincidence.

Jiang Fubai clenched his fists and opened the door of 306.

Her petite body walked in, and the originally lively discussion suddenly disappeared, and the audience was quiet, and seven or eight sons and brothers looked over with interest.

The audience forgot to speak out all of a sudden, and the woman sitting next to Huo Jingyu was the first to speak, and said in a disdainful tone: "Where is the little girl?" It's not developed yet. ”

Jiang Fubai remembered this voice.

The woman who just claimed to kiss Huo Jingyu in the toilet is also the woman in the photo. She is sitting next to Huo Jingyu at the moment, dressed in a bewitching dress and covered with heavy makeup.

"Yang Jing, don't talk nonsense!" Zhong Handong hurriedly warned this bewitching woman, "This is Huo Shao's wife." ”

Yang Jing suddenly closed her voice, but her eyes suddenly showed resentment! She doesn't understand that she is convex and backward, how can she not compare to this incompletely developed Jiang Fubai? She worked hard to seduce Huo Jingyu, and in a blink of an eye, this little girl robbed her of the position of the young grandmother of the Huo family!

"What are you going to do?" Huo Jingyu finally opened his mouth, looking at her with amber eyes, and his deep voice couldn't hear emotion.

Jiang Fubai's hands trembled, and he stretched out firmly in front of Huo Jingyu, "Come and ask for something you owe me." ”

Owe her?

Huo Jingyu raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Fubai looked at him with a puzzled expression, his heart was slightly sour, and his crisp and sweet voice raised slightly: "New wedding gift, Mr. Huo won't break his promise, right?" ”

Everyone looked at Huo Jingyu and showed an expression of watching the show.

Huo Jingyu turned his head to look at the assistant, who leaned close to his ear and said a word.

Huo Jingyu smiled indifferently after hearing this, "Angel wings? ”

"That's right," Jiang Fubai was watched by several people present, his heart beating like a drum, "You forgot to pick me up in the afternoon, didn't you even give me a wedding gift?" ”

She doesn't love luxury, even though Angel Wings is limited to five pieces worldwide.

But at this point, she knew she wanted more than just a necklace.

A slightly trembling hand stretched out in the air, in the eyes of the people in the entire box.

A few sons began to whisper, "Angel Wings, I booked with the counter for a month to no avail, but I didn't expect Huo Jingyu to get it immediately." ”

Some people are not surprised, "That's Huo Jingyu, can you compare with him about his words?" ”

"Ah Cheng, go to the counter immediately and get it back to Mrs." Huo Jingyu waved his hand lightly.

Assistant Ah Cheng nodded, "I'll go immediately, Huo Shao!" ”

"Is there anything else?" Huo Jingyu's deep voice sounded again, and his angular face was half-hidden under the halo of the expensive crystal lamp, "Go out if it's okay." ”

Is this a direct drive to people?

The people present gasped, and seven or eight pairs of eyes looked at Jiang Fubai who was standing in the center of the box.

In these eyes, there are sympathy, doubt, indifference, curiosity, and of course, Yang Jing's schadenfreude.

"Hello, Mrs. Huo," Yang Jing opened her mouth slowly, her perennial voice was charming and sharp, "It's all here, don't you want to have a drink with everyone?" ”

Yang Jing poured a glass of liquor and handed it over, her eyes full of provocation.

Huo Jingyu raised his eyebrows, his face was dark. The others saw that he didn't help Jiang Fubai speak, and hurriedly shouted: "Sister-in-law, come, meet for the first time, why don't you have a drink!" ”

Jiang Fubai gritted his teeth and looked at the glass of wine in Yang Jing's hand, and after a while, he raised his head and opened his mouth.

"I don't drink."

Her voice was soft and sweet but extremely resolute, the boys had only seen those who threw themselves into their arms, where had they seen this kind of head iron, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

In the middle of the night, a man's hand took the wine from Yang Jing's hand.