Chapter 947

Hearing those voices of envy, jealousy and hatred, Bu Qingqing was in a good mood, looked up at Feng Wu who was still smiling on the stage with an embarrassed face, and cast a triumphant look.

Hehehe, do you think you can destroy the relationship between the young master and the young mistress by bringing my young mistress to the banquet?

The young mistress stuffed you with a mouthful of dog food!
How could Feng Wu not feel Bu Gently's provocative eyes, and her heart was full of anger, but in order to maintain her ladylike demeanor, she could only resist it and not attack.

Bu Qingyou, this dead bitch, sooner or later, she will tear her apart with her own hands!

It's a pity that now is not the time to think about these things, Wen Ti'er has already left, what should she do with her plan?
It was originally planned that she would reveal the truth about Wen Ti'er's stupidity at the dinner party, but Wen Ti'er was gone, and the plan could not proceed at all.

Damn it, I can only find another chance to start.

Feng Wu picked up the microphone and looked at the man whom she had deliberately left aside just now, her peach lips raised a curve that she thought was awesome.

"Mister, after watching my solo dance, do you still dare to dance with me?"

The man in the white suit said politely: "Miss Feng's dancing is incomparable. I'm afraid I'm not good enough for you. I suddenly realized that there is something urgent. I'm sorry."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and stepped down.

Feng Wu stood there in embarrassment, her smile froze.

Damn stinky man, who does he think he is, she doesn't like him!

Feng Wu adjusted her breathing a little, then turned to look at the onlookers under the stage, "Everyone, does anyone else want to come up and dance with me?"

As soon as the words fell, the audience whispered:
"I feel cheated. Just now, Young Master Qiao didn't even look at Feng Wu at all, but what did the Feng family say? Who did Young Master Qiao arrange the banquet for himself? Feng Wu's sister, Young Master Qiao Dead ex-girlfriend."

"I was fooled, the Feng family has nothing to do with the Qiao family!"

"That's right, Qiao Shao came here to make the order himself to make Wen Ti'er eat better. What does the Feng family mean? It's confusing!"

"It's too much to do this. It has nothing to do with the Qiao family, but you still want to put gold on your face like this!"

Saying that, several guests who came from all over the world turned around and left.

These people came to participate in the tenth anniversary of Feng's family in order to curry favor with Qiao's group, and now they realized that they had been deceived, and they couldn't be more angry.

Someone took the lead, and others left angrily.

With a pale face, Feng Wu looked at the guests leaving, picked up the microphone and advised, "Everyone, don't leave, the dinner has just begun."

Before he finished speaking, the small wooden stage suddenly shook slightly, like a small earthquake.

Feng Wu turned around suddenly, only to see a fat man over 300 catties approaching aggressively.

With every step, the ground shakes.

Feng Wu Qingcheng's pretty face suddenly turned black and blue, what is this dead fat pig doing here?
Could it be that you want to dance with her?

Hehe... Even if she fell in love with a real pig, she wouldn't fall in love with this dead fat pig, okay?

The fat man walked over with a smile, "Miss Feng, my surname is Huang, CEO of Hengye Real Estate, do you know if I have the honor to dance with you?"

Feng Wu laughed and said: "I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable, Mr. Huang, I'm sorry."

After finishing speaking, Feng Wu walked off the stage in embarrassment.

Boss Huang scratched his head, "Did it take too much energy to dance just now? The body is so weak...it's my favorite dish, hehe..."

Boss Huang let out an obscene laugh, and fixed his eyes on the thin and elegant figure.

(End of this chapter)

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