After the manager left with the waiter, the ups and downs of low conversations could still be heard in the huge dining area.

After Su Annie and Xu Yanjing's faces changed, they pulled out an awkward smile and found a seat in shame, not even caring about the greetings to leave.

Le Xiangwan was confused. After so many years, why didn’t she know that Jiangcheng Club had such humane actions, let alone a set of makeup worth tens of millions.

"Miaomiao, just take it if you say you are the lucky member of today. Jiangcheng Club is not short of this little money."

Seeing the suspicion in Le Xiangwan's eyes, Qiao Xining flattered the traditional virtue of "not for nothing" and persuaded him.

Just so happened that the waiter ordered the dishes at the right time. Le Xiangwan didn't care about anything else and threw the box to Qiao Xining. She carried a "JAPANESE" patent leather bag today, which was big enough to put it down.

Girardo oysters, Arctic sweet shrimp, Australian abalone stewed with abalone sauce, pan-fried foie gras with pomegranate vinaigrette, black sesame ruyi roll, pearl cheese silver skein...

As the dishes were served one by one on the dining table, Qiao Xining and Le Xiangwan both picked up their phones and started posing for photos.

The excellent quality of contemporary young people’s dining is that they must take a few photos before eating, and then post them on the retouching photos and post them on Moments.

Le Xiangwan sat in the backlight, and the photos he took were more or less shadows, so he put down his cell phone.

After dinner, the sky outside was completely dark. Le Xiangwan was eating desserts while choosing a few photos and posting on Weibo.

Unlike Weibo posts where Qiao Xining has been certified to have a large number of celebrities after his real name, Le Xiangwan is obviously like a small entourage, and he only posts travel or food photos.

However, during this year's Spring Festival, she held a wave of activities and drew one person to give away 20 Chanel bags. The number of fans soared by one million, which was also popular. Among the people who dug up her, there was the celebrity Qiao Xining. Many people were curious about which fairy the little fairy who "Lele is also very beautiful today."

"You look at your hands well, you're the one who plays the piano at first glance."

"I can say it too many times!!!."

"Looking at the dishes and the decorations around, it seems that it is from Jiangcheng Club. Only more than 900 members in the country can join! Which big family is Lele? It's not Emily Le? When I saw the big V's skin and rich beauty, it was mentioned that Emily and Qiao Xining were good friends."

...

The Le family has always paid attention to the external **. Emily is Le Xiangwan's English name, and the media has always reported this name to the outside world. Unlike Qiao Xining and other second-generations, Le Xiangwan's only exposed photo is also a photo of him who attended the Paris celebrity dance at the age of 16. There are more blurry background photos on the Internet.

Le Xiangwan refreshed the comments and thought about how to prove that "I am not myself", when I smelled a strong smell of wine in my nose, a shadow suddenly appeared in front of me.

"Xiangwan, it turns out you are really here."

Li Zhaoyang is a small hotel in the InterContinental Hotel and a well-known second-generation ancestor in the circle. Not only did he say that Le Xiangwan was interesting at the party many times, but he even took a high-end apartment worth more than 3 million yuan at a charity dinner to Le Xiangwan.

Today he was originally a resolute person to come to discuss business with others. Who knew that after drinking too much, he heard the news that Le Xiangwan was there, so he couldn't help but come to find her.

Seeing that it was Li Zhaoyang, Le Xiangwan's face, which was born gentle and gentle, became expressionless at this moment, and directly looked at Qiao Xining over his words, "Xining, are we leaving?"

She had been waiting for so long but hadn't seen anyone. She probably couldn't meet someone today. Thinking of this, Qiao Xining stood up with a nod.

Li Zhaoyang has been put on his face too many times by Le Xiangwan. If he had been put on it, he would not have done anything outrageous in the past. After all, Jiangcheng wealthy families looked up and saw him.

But today Le Xiangwan didn't even give him a look, as if he was disgusting at him at all. The fire accumulated in Li Zhaoyang's heart followed him up.

When Le Xiangwan picked up her bag and was about to leave, Li Zhaoyang grabbed Le Xiangwan's wrist without thinking and threw her back to her seat.

His body hit the table and chair hard, and moved a small part of it away. Le Xiangwan couldn't help but groaned in pain.

"Xiangwan, why are you pretending to be noble with me at this time?"

Li Zhaoyang stretched out his legs and blocked Le Xiangwan on the sofa chair. He took the brand new goblet placed beside him, poured two glasses of wine, picked up one and placed it in front of Le Xiangwan.

"Before the Le family, we are so worthy. It is not impossible to have a marriage based on love, but you were not happy when I pursued you."

"Look at you now, do you really think you are the eldest lady of the Le family? The Le family is about to collapse. Do you know? The building will collapse, and there will be no family that protects you. There are many people waiting to play with you."

"Li Zhaoyang, don't say so badly."

"Unclear" Li Zhaoyang smiled and said with a firm tone, "I'm just saying the facts. In less than a week, the Lejia will be declared bankrupt by the court."

"Xiang Wan," he re-posted his eyes to the girl who was covered by her long hair and only half of her face exposed, and pushed the goblet filled with wine to her hands.

"You have a drink with me, and I will give you the high-end apartment I took last time."

When Li Zhaoyang said this, he felt a little satisfied.

She didn't want the apartment he sent her last time, but now she has to compromise. Otherwise, when the other villas of Tan Gong and Lejia are sealed off, would it be possible to sleep on the streets?

Le Xiangwan grew up by the Le family's spoiled spoiledness. She was so cute that she couldn't stand the grievance.

"Drink a chicken." Qiao Xining cursed. Just as he was about to make a move, Yu Guang saw Le Xiangwan pick up the goblet on the table.

She put her long hanging hair into her ears, revealing her beautiful and charming side face, and smiled softly at Li Zhaoyang.

Li Zhaoyang was stunned. Before he could react, the cold wine had dripped down the bridge of his nose.

Le Xiangwan put down his goblet and looked at Li Zhaoyang steadily, with a faint tone, and a hint of innocence as if it was there or not.

"Young Master Li, why do you always embarrass yourself in front of me?"

Looking at Li Zhaoyang's embarrassing look, Qiao Xining was very relieved to watch.

She likes Le Xiangwan's personality, she has a clear mind, a soft temperament, and her words are gentle and gentle. She can act coquettishly with you in the last second and can smile at you. The next second, she touches her bottom line and her temper comes up every minute.

However, if you are arrogant and domineering, you will not be weak or bullied.

"Mr. Li from InterContinental gave Emily a million-dollar apartment and was rejected" - this topic once firmly occupied the hot search headlines for several days.

Not only do the public in society eat the melons of wealthy families, but Li Zhaoyang is also ridiculed by others when gathering in private.

Hearing Le Xiangwan's words, Li Zhaoyang obviously remembered this incident, his face was gloomy and he was not as proud as he had just now.

He wiped the water stains on his face, and glanced at the wine glass he was holding in his hand, and raised his hand and wanted to make the counter-percussion Xiangwan as usual.

"Miaomiao."

Qiao Xining didn't expect that Li Zhaoyang was so ungenital, so he screamed in surprise.

Seeing that the brown liquid shaking in the goblet was about to pour onto him, at the critical moment, Le Xiangwan's waist was hugged and fell into a hard and warm embrace.

The brown liquid was poured onto the black suit like ink, instantly soaking the back.

Under the warm breath, this time, the CreedAventus smelled by Le Xiangwan became more obvious.

She looked up in a daze and faced Fu Sui's deep eyes.

"Feel sorry."

He spoke, and his warm lips blew into her ears, with a slight sense of moistness and a low and mellow voice, "It's urgent."

Le Xiangwan knew that he was referring to the act of hugging her, and smiled understandingly and said that it was okay.

Fu Sui looked her up and down a few times, and saw that she had nothing to do, then turned around and looked at Li Zhaoyang standing aside.

Fu Sui has a cold temperament, and he looks polite, gentle but also alienated to everyone. He smiles like a typical "smiling tiger". However, at this moment, his whole body and his aura reveals a sense of coldness, and his eyes are staring at Li Zhaoyang coldly.

But Li Zhaoyang didn't realize it at all. He was drunk and pushed Fu Sui down.

"Why, you are also the minister under our grandson of Miss Jiangcheng Le." He said, looking at Le Xiangwan, who was standing behind Fu Sui, without any concealing his malice. "A little red lips tasted by thousands of people, what is worthy of your treasure?"

"I whispered to the women I pursued, it turned out that this was Mr. Li's tutor."

Fu Sui said sarcastically, glanced at the security guard not far away, and let Li Zhaoyang be taken out.

Seeing that Li Zhaoyang was taken away and was still cursing, Fu Sui tidied up his cufflinks with a expressionless face.

He should consider the cooperation case with InterContinental Hotel carefully.

As early as when Fu Sui turned around and talked to Li Zhaoyang, Le Xiangwan saw the very annoying wetness on his back, and water dripping down.

I felt a little sorry if I couldn't stop it.

"Sorry, you were thrown into wine." Le Xiangwan glanced at his suit, "Can you tell me the brand and model of the suit? I'll buy a new one to return it to you."

Fu Sui looked at Le Xiangwan's vivid eyebrows and thought of something, but when he said, he turned into: "Miss Le, will you make any arrangements later?"

Le Xiangwan looked up in confusion and nodded in doubt.

When he sat on Bentley Mursanne, Le Xiangwan couldn't react.

Why did he just agree to buy clothes for him by mistake? Or was Qiao Xining called back?

Apart from the driver, there were only two of them sitting in the back seat in the car.

The space is not too big, and the smell of man flows into the nasal cavity with time.

Le Xiangwan's heartbeat accelerated, and he felt that he could not breathe, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

When he saw a magazine in the middle of the seat, Le Xiangwan subconsciously picked it up.

Jiangcheng Club is still a bit far from Henglong Plaza. If she doesn't read magazines to pass the time, she has to find a topic to talk with him.

The light inside the car was dim, and the neon lights outside the window were flashing by, and even the title could not be seen clearly.

Le Xiangwan was a little disappointed and was about to put the magazine back, but he accidentally glanced at the cover and became excited.

In order to confirm that he didn't read it wrong just now, Le Xiangwan also turned on the flashlight that came with his phone.

The English version of the August issue "Forbes", wearing a black suit, was raising his hand and tidying his tie, looking at the camera with a cold look. Who is the man sitting next to her?

In the inner pages of the magazine, Fu Sui's content occupied four or five pages.

It roughly summarizes his past history and mentions that when he was seventeen, he reached an investment of up to 50 million US dollars. Among the several projects he invested in in his early 20s, at least two-thirds of them had achieved IPOs in the next one or two years. In recent years, Fu Sui's actions can be seen in other fields such as black hole investment.

Le Xiangwan suddenly understood why he could just drive the security guard to take Li Zhaoyang out.

No wonder.
To be continued...