Apart from the accompaniment of waltz, there was only people's ridicule.

"She has torn pants, it's so embarrassing!"

"Tsk! Maybe it was deliberately broken and wanted to sell the rage. Look at the black ones inside...tsk tsk tsk..."

"No, right? This is a charity dinner, can she still show it on purpose?"

"What kind of woman can't play with her? She just wants to attract attention."

"So disgusting!"

A group of people were full of contempt and watched with sarcasm, wanting to see how Nan Yuan ended in a miserable end.

Seeing that her achievements were pretty good, Song Wei hit Xu Qianrou with her elbow: "Rourou, how about it?"

"You'd better have more solutions." Xu Qianrou relieved her anger.

Nowadays, isn’t Nan Yuan like a more advanced chicken, letting men watch it?

Do you really think you are a peacock?

Xu Qianrou folded her arms with her hands, raised her lips, her eyes turned and fell on Jin Beizhe.

Nan Yuan was a little confused by this unexpected episode.

She looked down at the side of her legs, and there was a hole as big as a basketball on the side of her legs...

She immediately pulled her pants up in embarrassment to cover her shame.

Just as she was ashamed of herself and wanted to find a hole to crawl into it, a tall figure flashed in front of her.

In front of everyone, he took off his blue and white suit jacket, knelt in front of Nan Yuan on one knee, tied the suit to her waist, and blocked the exposed area for her.

After covering it, he stood up and hugged the person in the waist.

Nan Yuan felt her feet suddenly hang in the air and suddenly lost her center of gravity.

She looked at the man in front of her in shock.

At this time, Jin Beizhe was very serious, his muscles were tight and he was not smiling.

Her thin lips were pursed into a straight line, her brows were furrowed, and her eyes were murderous.

"Gao Shaokang, I've left it to you. Who dares to laugh again and tear their mouths!"

"Okay!" Gao Shaokang responded subconsciously: "Oh? No! When did I become your follower?"

When he came to his senses, Jin Beizhe had already left the banquet hall with Nan Yuan in his arms and walked towards the lounge.

At the banquet hall, Gao Shaokang put his waist on his back and pointed at several people: "Why are you laughing? If you laugh, do you believe it or not, I will twist your head off?"

When several female artists heard this, they were all silent and were so scared that they dared not smile anymore.

Including Song Wei and the others, they can only hold it in.

This Gao Shaokang is really lawless because he has a good father, right?

-

In the lounge, Jin Beizhe put Nanyuan on the sofa.

Nan Yuan looked at the blue and white suit, tied to her and became wrinkled.

She recognized this set, which was customized by Hermes, and one set cost millions.

"I will iron the suit for you."

Nan Yuan withdrew her gaze and whispered.

However, Jin Beizhe ignored her, took out his cell phone and called Jin Yan.

"Master?" Jin Yan was on call and answered the phone.

"You, now go buy a skirt and send it to the banquet hall No. 1 of Bulgari Hotel."

"Yes." Jin Yan immediately responded: "...May I ask, where is the size?"

"168 cm, 82c, 62, 80." Jin Beizhe accurately revealed a string of numbers as he knew it.

Nan Yuan was stunned when she heard this string of numbers.

Isn't this... not her measurement?

She raised her eyes, staring straight at the man who was on the phone until he hung up the phone.

"Dengtu!" She gritted her teeth hatefully.

Jin Beizhe knew why she was angry, and he was not annoyed at all, but gently stretched out his lips: "You are about the same figure as my ex-wife. Just now, my ex-wife's data. You should be able to wear clothes that she can wear."

After hearing his explanation, Nan Yuan was not so angry.

"Your ex-wife and I are about the same figure? Do you have such a good memory? Didn't your ex-wife die four years ago?"

"My eyes are rulers." Jin Beizhe raised his lips and smiled, his eyes turned, and then fell on Nan Yuan.

She subconsciously covered her chest, her face flushed with shame: "If it weren't for the sake of helping me out, I would have really dug your eyes!"

"You are really a murderer." Jin Beizhe's smile continued to decrease: "But, I like it."

Nan Yuan bit her lips tightly, too lazy to pay attention to him, so she took out her phone to browse the news.

Jin Beizhe returned to being serious and stopped teasing her: "You take off your pants later and let me see."

"What?" Nan Yuan turned her head suddenly, and was so angry that she clenched her fists, and she wanted to beat him in the face.

"The holes in your pants are very neatly opened. I didn't see any extra hooks. They didn't look like they were hooked by something, but they looked like they were cut by a knife." Jin Beizhe folded his arms and said seriously.

Nan Yuan was about to swing her fist and then she suddenly retracted it.

"Huh?" Jin Beizhe saw her strange movement and raised his eyebrows: "Doctor Ye, what are you thinking about?"

Nan Yuan's face turned red with a "swish".

This time, it was red directly to the ears.

"Doctor Ye, your thoughts are not pure."

“…”

Nan Yuan was amused and laughed.

It was clearly because he was pestering her and constantly sending out the signal of the Dingtuzi.

How did she become impure in her mind now?

"What's not pure?" Gao Shaokang looked around and finally found them, knocked on the door, and stepped in directly.

As soon as he came in, he saw Jin Beizhe like a gentle and scum, elegant and lustful.

Nan Yuan's face was flushed, like a shy little wife.

"Na'er, let's go, we won't attend this shit dinner." Gao Shaokang said, and walked over to hold Nan Yuan's hand.

Nan Yuan did not respond, but raised her head and said lightly: "I can't leave yet, some things have not been handled."

"What's the matter? Tell me and I'll help you with it."

"No need." Nan Yuan didn't say much, but changed her tone: "Okay, you guys go back to the banquet hall first, I'll change my clothes and go back immediately."

"...Okay." Seeing that she insisted, Gao Shaokang couldn't persuade him much, so he touched his head.

It was not enough to leave by himself, but before leaving, he pulled Jin Beizhe up.

-

Half an hour later, the dance party is coming to an end.

In the last dance, the women all set their targets on the third young master and Gao Shaokang in Beijing.

Jin Beizhe sat in the corner smoking, his narrow eyes narrowed and called the hotel manager over.

"Go and get out the monitoring of Table 1."

"Okay, Mr. Jin."

After the manager left, Xu Qianrou walked over.

He leaned against the chair beside Jin Beizhe, shook the goblet in his hand, and turned his head to look at him.

Her eyes were slightly drunk, and the corners of her mouth were raised, charming and seductive.

"Beizhe, can you dance with me?"

Her voice was a little coquettish.

Jin Beizhe didn't look at her and vomited smoke lightly.

The thin white smoke blocked his handsome outline and his dark eyes.

"It's you, you cut Yerena's pants."

"What?" Xu Qianrou was stunned: "You actually doubt me? In your eyes, I have become such a vicious woman?"

"Isn't it?" Jin Beizhe finally turned his face to her and sneered.

Xu Qianrou opened her mouth, and had not had time to respond.

There was a sudden noise at the scene.

Everyone's eyes turned to Nan Yuan who was walking back to the banquet hall...
Chapter completed!