trap rose

Looking at Wen Mian's look, Most knew that she didn't want to answer.

He shrugged: "By the way, there's one more thing..."

Most thrust the invitation letter into Wen Mian's hand. There were complicated cursive English on the black paper.

"The party's hotel is Aliya Hotel, and the time is 08:30 pm."

He warned: "Don't forget."

This time Wen Mian spoke: "Okay, I understand, I will go."

Most and Wen Mian briefly discussed how to deal with the media, and then left.

At [-]:[-] in the evening, Wen Mian appeared at the door of the hotel wearing a lavender dress and carrying a small silver bag.

Her black hair was permed into wavy curls, her eyebrows were delicate, and her already superior facial features made her skin look even fairer under the overhead light of the hotel.

In order to match the color of her clothes, Wen Mian only put on light makeup and light eyebrows, which made her look more elegant than usual.

As soon as she entered the venue, Mo Lingtian saw her and walked towards her.

After looking at her twice, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

I couldn't help but praise: "You are so beautiful today."

Wen Mian just smiled and thanked calmly.

"Come on, my parents want to meet you."

Mo Lingtian smiled at her and comforted her: "Don't be nervous, they won't do anything to you."

Wen Mian thought for a while, and he didn't do anything extraordinary, so he followed him indifferently.

She was quite curious about how Mo Lingtian's parents would react when they saw what she said.

The Mo couple were chatting with their old business friends.

Mo Lingtian walked over directly.

Father Mo saw Mo Lingtian before he walked in. He was about to ask him what was wrong when he saw Wen Mian behind him.

I was shocked and confused: Why does this girl look so familiar, a bit like someone from the Wen family? !
Are descendants of the Wen family still alive?

After thinking for a while, he had forgotten what he wanted to ask. "Dad, Mom, let me introduce to you..."

"This is my girlfriend, Wen Mian."

Mrs. Mo also noticed this beautiful woman, but kept staring into her eyes without speaking.

Wen Mian was adjusting the shoulder strap of the bag without noticing.

After hearing Mo Lingtian's words but no one responded, Wen Mian turned around, only to find that the two people opposite him had been staring at his face.

There seemed to be something strange, so he smiled gently and asked: "Is there anything dirty on my face?"

Mo Lingtian was also a little confused: "What's wrong, parents?"

Mrs. Mo was stunned for a long time, and suddenly remembered that her son said that this woman was his girlfriend.

He quickly stepped forward and shook hands with Wen Mian: "Are you Ling Tian's girlfriend? It's better to see than hear a hundred times..."

Mo Lingtian rarely talked about his own affairs with his parents at home, but he had heard him mention this girlfriend recently.

Mrs. Mo held Wen Mian's hand and looked very cordial.

"You look so much like an old friend of ours. At first glance, they are exactly the same, so I didn't react just now. I'm really sorry."

Father Mo hesitated for a moment and then apologized: "I hope you won't be offended."

Wen Mian naturally knew why, so he didn't show it and said politely: "It's okay."

Mo Lingtian thought his parents were dissatisfied with Wen Mian, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

"I heard that you have been dating my Ling Tian for a while, but I still don't know where you are from and what you do at home?"

Mrs. Mo's arm was holding Wen Mian's, as if asking questions affectionately.

Wen Mian had long expected this to happen, so he frankly told what happened at home.

"What, are you the daughter of the Wen family?"

Mo Lingtian's father frowned fiercely.

The smile on Mrs. Mo's face also seemed a little stiff.