Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

The arched door was suddenly pushed open, and two rows of waiters bowed down gently.

Jing Jiaren walked in holding Wen Xinnuan's hand, followed by Ximen Longting who was not in a good mood.

Jing Jiaren, a woman who forgets her husband when she has friends!

"My heart is warm, are you hungry, are you tired on the plane?" Jing Jiaren smiled rarely, "These are all prepared for you."

"(*@ο@*) Wow~" Wen Xinnuan looked at the food on the long table, "I don't have much appetite on the plane, I'm really hungry."

Her eyes lit up when she saw food.

Jing Jiaren held her hand, just in time to see Meng Kui walking over: "The banquet has begun...it's just a family banquet, please don't be restrained, let's eat and drink freely."

"Beauty, I don't want to see that man." Wen Xinnuan pursed her lips and pointed at Ji Ziang.

"It's okay, in my territory, he won't come here to mess with you."

"But……"

"Mr. Ji is invited to come back this time. Ximen Longting has something to ask him for help." Jing Jiaren said with a smile, "After the banquet, I will arrange different rooms for you. With me here, he won't take a step closer to you."

"All right……"

After getting off the plane, Ji Ziang soon entered the banquet hall.

Then came Leng Lintian, sitting in a golden wheelchair with a straight figure. He and Ji Ziang were friends, and they were chatting about something, looking speculative.

Jian Chenche stood in front of the window, saw Ji Ziang, and strode over.

Ji Ziang was wearing a white suit, with a pocket watch chain hanging from his chest, and small diamonds on his folded collar.

Jian Chenche was dressed in cold gray, and he seemed to be the most calm and sophisticated of several men, exuding a masculinity.

As for Leng Lintian, with purple lips and the way he speaks lightly, he is a monster who steals people's breath.

He is not yet in good health, and his legs are covered with a whole cashmere cloth, which smells luxurious and enchanting.

The three men got together and immediately had a topic.

The waiter came up with a tray, and several men each held a glass of wine.

"Mengkui, this is my good friend Xinnuan."

"I remember... I recognized her as soon as she appeared. The big star is warm and warm. If you don't take pictures, the real person is much more beautiful."

"Beauty, is this Miss Mengkui you mentioned? She looks so young!"

Women have more topics than men, you come and talk to me, and you get acquainted quickly.

After Jing Jiaren walked for a while, she found that only Ximen Longting was out of place, following behind her, looking very preoccupied.

"Ximen Longting, you should also join them in chatting."

"..."

"You always try to make friends?"

"..."

Ximen Longting frowned, staring at her with a pair of menacing red eyes.

Jing Jiaren had no choice but to hold Wen Xinnuan in one arm and Meng Kui in the other, and walked to the dining table to get food.Ximen Longting followed, stuck between several women, snatching Jing Jiaren's plates and drinks from time to time, or using his air-conditioning to influence them.

With a man in between, the atmosphere is naturally delicate, and it is not so convenient to speak.

Jing Jiaren coughed, "Ximen Longting, do you have other things to do?"

Ximen Longting was choosing what to eat for her and putting it on the plate, and said coldly: "No busy!"

"You really don't want to entertain those two guests?"

"What's the treat?" It would be nice not to give them a fist.