Shen Muhua's legs were weak when picking up customers.

There were several times more guests coming tonight than she expected, and she was sweating profusely...

General Shen made a rough count, half of them were invited by her, and half of them were uninvited.

And his status is more than a cow, and General Shen is a little floating, and a little inflated.

Even if General Zhang throws a party, it's just this scale, right?

The only thing that made General Shen not very satisfied was that when these big men came, they simply said hello to him, and then they gathered in groups to drink and chat on the side.

It seems that she just made a special trip to drink, and she has no interest in her, the high-profile heroine.

General Shen's mentality is quite stable, and his positioning is also very accurate.

Well, she's a little famous, and a female god of war who was officially organized and promoted by the military department.

The background is good, and the conditions are also good, and there are real skills.

However, it is unrealistic to say that such a military exercise will reach the top.

She will not be proud of her talents, and she will not rely on breaking through to the top of the list.

General Zhang has always been her guiding light and an example for her to learn.

People are like that, and they never give interviews, preach heroism, and never even show their faces.

She is a female god of war who is just a little complex, and she has to keep a low profile.

The family said that the gun shoots the first bird, unless you are a big bird that King Kong is not bad and is not afraid to fight, don't jump.

"I'm tired!"

General Shen ran to his girlfriend to hide and drank a glass of champagne.

Han Jiangxue said coldly: "You deserve it, who let you make such a big show?" ”

"I didn't want to make it so big, but those big people came uninvited, can I not be paid?" General Shen pouted.

"If you change me, I will not be paid." Zhang Ruoyu took a sip of the wine glass and grinned.

Han Jiangxue raised her eyebrows and glanced at Brother Zhang.

This guy really dares not to be paid, how crazy is he, he doesn't even serve the Han family, and he is used to that group of well-dressed guys?

General Shen couldn't say what he was suffering about.

You are dignified to the north, you don't want to socialize, who dares to force you to socialize?

Can I compare with you, General Zhang?

The three of them drank a glass of wine and chatted casually, when a group of people suddenly rushed to the door of the banquet hall.

General Shen held his forehead and smiled bitterly: "Yes, I'm going to pick up guests again." ”

"Can you talk well?" Han Jiangxue glared at her best friend. "What pick-up? It's dirty. ”

General Shen grimaced at his girlfriend, stepped on his foot-grinding high heels, and paced to meet him.

Zhang Ruoyu put down his wine glass and squinted at the group of freshly dressed and angry horses.

As soon as the young man in the suit showed his face, he was noticed by many people.

Dressed in a white suit, his hair is meticulously arranged, and there is a sharp aura all over his body.

The group of boys who followed him obviously looked at him as the first to follow.

General Shen, as the host, must have the obligation to pick up guests.

But when she caught up with her, the leading boy in white only bowed his head lightly, even if he had greeted her, the hostess.

Then passed by, and the goal was clearly towards Zhang Ruoyu and the others.

"Huh?"

General Shen frowned, a little faceless.

This surnamed Fang is crazy!

Fang Jingteng, one of the top ten sons in the capital, is said to have had an awkward relationship with the third brother Lin who was also the tenth son, and he was not used to the top young man of the Lin family with a perverse personality.

Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Fang Jingteng, and then glanced at Han Jiangxue: "Mr. Han, what am I talking about?" I shouldn't have come to this kind of occasion! I knew on my toes that he was here to give me a face! ”

After that, Brother Zhang put down the wine glass, tidied up his collar a little, and greeted him with the best posture.

Just when Brother Zhang was thinking about what kind of opening statement he would make a splash, Fang Jingteng bypassed him and walked straight to Han Jiangxue, who was standing alone at the wine table.

Hey?

"Binhai, Han Jiangxue?"

Under the stars and moon, Fang Jingteng paced in front of Han Jiangxue: "I didn't admit my mistake, right?" ”

"Yes." Han Jiangxue shook the red wine glass, hugged her hands weakly, and on the delicate royal sister's face, the boss was full of aura.

Brother Zhang is not around, and Mr. Han is still perfect in terms of temperament, or he can't control the Junsheng Group, which is a mixture of dragons and snakes.

"There's something I'd like to discuss with Miss Han." Fang Jingteng's thin lips opened slightly, and his handsome face was full of resoluteness.

"I'm married." Han Jiangxue said calmly. "You're dead to this heart."

The corners of Fang Jingteng's lips twitched slightly.

I was a little stunned for a while.

Why did this femme fatale queen who was calling for wind and rain on the coast do this?

"Miss Han, you misunderstood." Fang Jingteng shook his head lightly and said expressionlessly. "What I'm going to tell you, it's not about it."

"Oh." Han Jiangxue put down the wine glass, not salty or light. "And what do you want to say?"

"If it's convenient for Miss Han, it's best to leave Yanjing City tonight." Fang Jingteng raised his voice slightly.

Everyone at the scene also paid attention to this conversation because of Fang Jingteng's appearance.

Han Jiangxue felt offended.

In Marina, no one has ever dared to speak to themselves like that.

With your feet on your legs, you can go wherever you want, and you can do whatever you want.

You let me go?

Mr. Han has inherited Han Laomo's genes since he was a child, and he loves face very much.

Tonight is probably the most faceless day of her life.

And it is also in Yanjing City, which is not familiar with the place of life.

Syllable!

After a short silence, Han Jiangxue suddenly raised the red wine glass in her hand on Fang Jingteng's face.

The red wine stained Fang Jingteng's snow-white suit red, and also drenched his meticulous hairstyle.

"If it's convenient, go brush your teeth before you talk to me." Han Jiangxue put down the red wine glass elegantly, her red lips opened slightly, and a sentence popped out from between her teeth. "Your mouth stinks."