"What are you still doing?"

One of the beautiful women chattered endlessly, and she just scolded Ye Yu: "Do you know how much my Paramela is?"

"Drive out quickly, don't stay here to lower the grade of my car."

Ye Yu frowned, grabbing a parking space was already too much, and even sneered after getting out of the car.

"Xixi? Qianqian?"

Before Ye Yu was ready to set fire to smash their so-called Palamela into pieces, Song Yuanyuan poked her head out and smiled at the two women, "Are you guys here so early?"

"Yuanyuan?"

When the two women saw a fairy-like face poking out of the car window, they were taken aback for a moment, and then they heard a familiar voice, and said in unison: "Is it really you?"

"You really recovered your appearance? Where did you go to Han Nanguo for plastic surgery?"

"How come it looks so much better than before!"

None of them seemed to be able to believe it.

Because of Song Yuanyuan's appearance, she is even more beautiful than before.

You know, she was already charming enough when she was in college, but now she is already stunning.

"It's me. I didn't have plastic surgery, but my skin has been healed!"

Song Yuanyuan opened the car door and got out of the car, and hugged the two women: "Compared to your two school beauties, I am a joke."

These two women are none other than Song Yuanyuan's college classmate and roommate, or the girlfriends they hang out with.

The tall one is called Yang Xixi, and the shorter one is called Huang Qianqian.

Only a year ago, after Song Yuanyuan was disfigured, they broke up with each other, and even kicked Song Yuanyuan out of their girlfriends group together.

No, Song Yuanyuan is still willing to pour her heart out to these two people.

Because they have been dating for so many years, although the two girlfriends are greedy for vanity, they are still good at heart, and they didn't hurt her disfigured.

"Yuanyuan, is this your car? How did you get off this car?"

The three exchanged warm greetings, and Yang Xixi swept Ye Yu's business car: "This may affect your status as the president of the Song Group."

Now that Song Yuanyuan's appearance has recovered, it is a certainty that she will become the president of the Song Group again.

"Come on, let me introduce you."

After Ye Yu parked the car casually on the road and got off, Song Yuanyuan pulled him over, took his arm, and smiled like a flower: "This is my husband, Ye Yu."

Ye Yu smiled and said hello: "Hello."

When the two women heard the words, they both turned their eyes to Ye Yu and began to size up.

Casual clothes without any accessories.

Plain and simple.

Suddenly, a look of disgust appeared on their faces.

The clothes on them are at least a hundred thousand dollars less, and Ye Yu's clothes are less than two hundred street stalls, making it difficult for them to catch their eyes.

"This is your husband."

Yang Xixi revealed the look of disgust on his face, "He's a good man."

Huang Qianqian did not speak, but turned her gaze away with a very indifferent expression.

poor boy.

This was their first impression of Ye Yu.

"Yuanyuan, let's go in, the old classmates are probably here."

Yang Xixi smiled and went up to hold Song Yuanyuan's arm: "You didn't come to the last few class reunions, so you need to drink a few more glasses of wine later."

"After all, the beasts in the class haven't seen you as a beautiful woman for a long time, and your figure and appearance will definitely become the focus of the party!"

As she spoke, she pulled Song Yuanyuan into the hotel one step ahead. When she entered the gate, she turned her head to Huang Qianqian who was behind her without showing any signs.

Huang Qianqian and Ye Yu took a step behind, and just when Ye Yu was thinking of following in, Huang Qianqian moved her footsteps and stood directly in front of Ye Yu, preventing him from entering the hotel.

Ye Yu was taken aback, and just as she was about to say it, she heard Huang Qianqian say with a cold attitude: "Ye Yu, right? You should divorce Yuanyuan in a few days."

"Yuanyuan is not something a man like you can control. If she is disfigured, you can marry her without any problem..."

"But now that Yuanyuan has recovered her appearance, it's not something you can get your hands on."

"Be sensible, get out of Song Yuanyuan's side as soon as possible."

They all knew about Song Yuanyuan's marriage, but before Song Yuanyuan recovered her appearance, it didn't matter who Song Yuanyuan married.

Now that Song Yuanyuan has regained the face of a goddess, she cannot marry a poor boy like Ye Yu.

Ye Yu's expression didn't fluctuate when he heard the words, he was just a little speechless, but out of politeness, he smiled: "Whether I divorce my wife or not doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, does it?"

"Your family affairs don't live in the sea, you have such wide control."

If Huang Qianqian hadn't been Song Yuanyuan's good friend and girlfriend, with his Ye Yu's disposition, she would have given her a slap in the face without saying a word.

"Song Yuanyuan and I are college classmates and the closest girlfriends. Of course, I have the right to control her marriage. I also have the right to guard her man."

Huang Qianqian frowned, and pointed at Panamera behind her: "Do you know how much the car costs this time? More than 100 million."

"Even if you don't eat or drink for the rest of your life, you still can't afford to drive such a car."

"So what is your identity and status, don't you know better than me?"

"When Yuanyuan is reinstated as the president of the Song Corporation, if you still drive such a garbage truck, you will only recruit Song Yuanyuan."

As she said that, she nodded her head in contempt: "The gap between us is like a sky and a ground."

"You go, this party is not suitable for you, and you are not welcome."

She added: "This circle is not something you can squeeze into."

Seeing Huang Qianqian's appearance as a master, Ye Yu just smiled.

"What kind of circle are you in? I am the handsome man of a country, but I can't squeeze in?"

Ye Yu raised her head and looked straight at Huang Qianqian with sharp eyes: "Also, can you make a decision for this hotel? I'm not welcome? Even the White House abroad would not dare to disrespect me."

While speaking, he burst out with an aura of engulfing mountains and rivers, and the general's domineering temperament was undoubtedly revealed, making Huang Qianqian gasp, and even felt hurt by Ye Yu's aura.

She was shocked.

"So, what are you, dare to point fingers at me in front of me?"

Ye Yu is like a high-ranking venerable, with mighty momentum: "Let's not talk about the so-called circle in your mouth, it is not worth mentioning in front of me, Ye Yu, and I, Ye Yu, don't want to squeeze into your so-called circle."

"If I want to, the whole Jianghai can be my only one."

After finishing speaking, Ye Yu didn't turn her head, and walked directly into the hotel bypassing Huang Qianqian.

Huang Qianqian was left with a shocked face.

But soon, Huang Qianqian reacted with a jolt as if she had been pricked by a needle. She didn't expect that she would be bluffed by a poor boy.

She turned her head to face Ye Yu's back, and said sternly: "It's not a big deal, but the tone is not small!"

"Anyway, no matter what, you must divorce Song Yuanyuan!"

"Because Song Yuanyuan is the woman that Young Master Wang of the capital likes!"

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