Yan family cocktail party. At the beginning of the lanterns, the Yan family villa was already full of people. The people who came were all famous ladies and noble princes, and everyone gathered together to drink and drink. The most conspicuous among the crowd were Fu Huaichen and Yan Qirui. Today, Fu Huaichen is wearing a cold gray high-end handmade suit, a black patterned tie, and a sharp jaw. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip. His every move was full of noble temperament. Standing face to face with Yan Qirui, he was also wearing a tall handmade suit today, but he was wearing white. In the imperial capital, there are not many people who can wear a white suit with the aura of a wealthy and aristocratic man, and put it on others, more like a prostitute. The two of them just stood in the hall and attracted a lot of attention. The eyes of the rich and noble lady were shining, and their eyes were always looking in the direction of Fu Huaichen and Yan Qirui intentionally or unintentionally. "Who do you think is more handsome, Yan Qirui or Fu Huaichen?" "They are different! One is a handsome, cold-faced, abstinent guy! The other is a sunny and cheerful boy!" "It's a pity that Mr. Fu got married young, otherwise I would definitely take him down!"
"Pull her down. Miss Chen is a rich young lady with a military and political background. The Chen family in the imperial capital is extremely powerful. Why should Mr. Fu choose you?" Several female family members gathered together, talking animatedly about Fu Huaichen and Yan Qirui, covering their mouths and laughing from time to time. When Qin Wenjing pulled Lin Tang past, she gave them a cold look. "My uncle and Mr. Yan are the ones you vulgar fans can talk about?" Lin Tangxu said with an arrogant tone. Qin Wenjing sneered in agreement, and then comforted Lin Tang, "A Tang, ignore them, your uncle and Mr. Yan will not even look at them." Lin Tang raised the corners of his lips and said arrogantly: "Of course, my aunt is the granddaughter of General Chen. None of them are worthy of carrying his shoes! My aunt is the only one in the world who is worthy of my uncle." Hearing this, Qin Wenjing's face also didn't look good-looking, and it was a little darker than it was easy to notice. She even thought in her mind whether she should tell this stupid Lin Tang that Fu Huaichen and Chen Ruanruan were only in a contract marriage and had no actual status as husband and wife. "Come on, let's go there! Aunt and uncle are over there!" Lin Tang's dress today is pink, designed by Shi Yun at her request. Seeing the arrival of Lin Tang and Qin Wenjing, Chen Ruoruan went to the side of Fu Huaichen and Yan Qirui. "Uncle and aunt, you are here so early!" Lin Tang obediently ran over and held Chen Ruoruan's hand, leaving Qin Wenjing aside. Chen Ruanruan wore a pure white lace dress, and just by standing next to Fu Huaichen, she attracted many envious looks. "Wow, the dress Mrs. Fu is wearing belongs to Olive, right?" "This perfectly complements her temperament. It is indeed the work of designer Shi Yun!" Listening to everyone talking about Chen Ruoruan, Lin Tang felt a little unhappy. She is obviously wearing Olive, are those people blind? Lin Tang stood forward, blocking those people's eyes from looking at Chen Ruanruan, and subconsciously fiddled with the hem of his princess skirt. "The Fu family is really rich! Miss Lin is actually wearing Olive! It's really amazing to be rich!"
"After all, Mr. Fu is just a niece, so she must be very caring!" Qin Wenjing looked slightly embarrassed, but she still took the initiative to go over and greet Fu Huaichen and the others. "Ah...Mr. Fu, Madam, Young Master Yan!" Qin Wenjing held a glass of wine and toasted several people. Originally, I wanted to call Ah Chen, but it seemed that I realized something was wrong, so I hurriedly changed my mind. Fu Huaichen just nodded lightly, while Chen Ruoruan glanced at her meaningfully. As a woman, it was not difficult to see how much she thought about Fu Huaichen. "Grandma hasn't come here yet?" Fu Huaichen saw that Lin Tang had come and looked around the hall, but did not see Mrs. Bai. "Great-grandmother said that she would arrive half an hour late." Lin Tang explained obediently. But when her eyes touched Yan Qirui standing next to Fu Huaichen, her cheeks suddenly turned red. Thinking of Jiang Yuanrui, if Yan Qirui was compared with him, he would be far behind him. Just when Lin Tang mustered up the courage to offer Yan Qirui a glass of wine. Suddenly I heard a restless sound from the crowd. "Wow! Is this a goddess descending to earth? Whose daughter is this? She's so pretty, isn't she?" "Help! Sister is so cool! Sister kill me!" "I'll go! This seems to be Shen Chu'an who just returned to China and took over MC WORLD, right?" "Oh my god, she is beautiful and sassy, but she is also a female boss!" Accompanied by everyone's exclamations, a beautiful figure like a black swan walked from the door. She was smiling, and wherever her eyes went, there would be ripples. The flashlights kept flashing, but she was not afraid of the camera in the slightest, and walked in gracefully on red-soled satin high heels. "I'll go! Shen Chuan's dress belongs to Olive again! Did he poke a hole in Olive's nest today!" "But there is a saying. The dress Shen Chuan wears can kill everyone present in an instant!" "That's what I was about to say. There is nothing wrong with the style. Only her temperament can support the Olive brand!" The eyes of Fu Huaichen and Yan Qirui also followed everyone's eyes and fell on Shen Chuan. His obsidian-like pupils instantly became more stunning, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal a deep love. Seeing so many people surrounding her, I couldn't help but want to run over and hide her at home, so I could enjoy it by myself. How could these people see such a beautiful side of her?
Fu Huaichen's eyes slowly became dull, as if the people around him had turned into phantoms like a revolving lantern, and only the shining Shen Chuan remained in his world. Yan Qirui couldn't help but exclaimed, "Your cool and dashing Majesty the Queen! There is something special about this Shen Chuan! I feel like my spring has come!" As soon as Yan Qirui finished speaking, she suddenly felt a little chilly around her. He turned around and met Fu Huaichen's warning and cold eyes, which were about to freeze him like the twelfth lunar month in winter. "Why are you looking at me like this?" Yan Qirui protested unconvinced, and approached Fu Huaichen in a low voice, "You are already a married woman. Don't even think about such a peerless beauty! I have no fate with you! " "Then you can't have any thoughts about her!" Fu Huaichen opened his thin lips slightly, and his words were all warnings.
"Why! You and her are already in the past. Don't I, the eldest young master of the Yan family, have the right to pursue love?" Yan Qirui's eyes were almost glued to Shen Chuan's body, and her saliva was almost drooling.