My wife wants to divorce me every day

Chapter 153

Hua Jin was still wearing the clothes she wore to school in the morning, and she was wearing gold-rimmed glasses. She was so gentle and elegant that she didn't fit in here. She stood with a straight back, because when she was looking for a room and walking around, her eyes slipped slightly, and Hua Jin pushed the bridge of her nose Putting on the glasses, his eyes flicked across the room quickly, and then he said to the gloomy man standing beside Xia Ke: "Young Master Feng, seeing a hundred things is better than hearing a hundred times, I have admired you for a long time."

The people in the room showed slightly uncomfortable expressions.

They are not used to Hua Jin's polite way of speaking. After all, they are the second-generation ancestors who are ignorant and incompetent. This is the first time they have seen such a standard three-good student. It is Hua Jin.

Feng Jin also looked at Hua Jin in surprise. He didn't expect Hua Jin to have such a cute temperament when she was not wearing an evening dress outside the banquet. She was different from Xia Ke's pretending, Hua Jin just Standing there without speaking can make people feel that they cannot bully her.

"Miss Hua, good evening, I thought you wouldn't be here." Feng Jin slightly nodded, and greeted Hua Jin.

Hua Jin bent her eyes, and when she smiled, she was even sweeter. She looked young, but now she showed such a naive smile, everyone present could not wait to turn into a strange sorghum immediately, and take Hua Jin home to raise her. .

"I'm very sorry to keep Feng Shaojiu waiting. I just came back from the suburbs, and the journey is a bit long." Hua Jin explained to Feng Jin gently.

She seems to have a good temper, answering every question, and has not mentioned anything about people until now, as if she has forgotten the purpose of her visit.

Feng Jin narrowed his eyes, walked to the only sofa in the room where there was no one and sat down, then the gentleman stretched out his hand and said to Hua Jin: "Miss Hua, come in and sit, such a beautiful girl shouldn't stand all the time, otherwise It's my fault."

With a smile on Hua Jin's lips, she actually walked into the room, but instead of sitting next to Feng Jin, she chose the opposite of Feng Jin.

There were originally many people on the sofa opposite Feng Jin, and there were messy and scattered poker cards. Just now a group of people were sitting here playing cards. They knew Feng Jin’s temper, so they usually left an empty sofa for Feng Jin, but no one Thinking that Huajin would not give Feng Jin face.

However, when Hua Jin walked over, the crowd involuntarily gave way to her, and some people even cleaned up the playing cards on the sofa absurdly. When he realized what he had done, that person was staring at the playing cards. It seemed that he couldn't figure out why he would do this.

"Thank you." Hua Jin politely thanked the people who gave her her seat.

The people in the room gathered together in twos and threes, chatting carelessly, while secretly looking at Hua Jin out of the corner of their eyes.

Hua Jin's temperament is incompatible with the whole room. She is too well-behaved and polite. She is a typical type who will help the old lady cross the road. People who have never met Hua Jin always think that Hua Jin is a future strong woman who will do anything for the company's inheritance rights. Otherwise, how could Hua Xianrong be crushed to death?

But they thought about it a lot, but they didn't expect that Hua Jin was not only not a strong woman, but even a little weak. They were worried that if they spoke loudly, they would scare Hua Jin away or faint.

"Miss Hua, what would you like to drink?" Feng Jin's displeasure was only momentary, and he was very patient with Hua Jin.

Hua Jin smiled and refused, "No, thank you."

Feng Jin lit another cigarette and said nothing.

Instead, the girl accompanying him poured Hua Jin a glass of low-alcohol fruit wine with a smile, and handed it to Hua Jin with a smile, "Miss Hua can try this fruit wine, which is very low-alcohol, similar to fruit juice. You must be thirsty when you come here."

Hua Jin didn't take her wine glass, but only looked at her carefully, and asked, "I'm unfamiliar with you, which company is it from?"

The girl's smile froze for a moment, and said with some embarrassment: "I'm not an artist."

Hua Jin nodded, knowing her identity, nodded slightly, and said to her: "Let's put it down, I'm tired, such a beautiful girl, it's a pity to serve tea here."

The girl's face turned pale instantly.

Ayan couldn't help but glanced at her several times, wanting to call out for Hua Jin.

The girl who accompanied the drink thought that Hua Jin's status was similar to Xia Ke's, so she served Hua Jin the wine smartly, trying to save Feng Jin's face.

Ayan can't say she's wrong, after all, if Feng Jin likes a woman who is as interesting as her, even if he follows Feng Jin for a few months, he will still make money.

Her actions were an insult to Hua Jin's identity.

But Hua Jin was not angry, her eyes were poisonous, she knew the girl's identity at a glance, but asked her if she was an artist from some company, and gave the girl a bad look first.

Then he didn't pick up the girl's wine, and the words "serving tea and pouring water" were used perfectly. There was not a single word to belittle her status as a wine companion, but there was contempt for her everywhere.

The girl froze there, unable to advance or retreat.

She didn't expect Hua Jin to be so powerful, and now she wanted to please Feng Jin, but she couldn't steal the chicken and lose money, so she couldn't get down.

A Yan really admired it. From Hua Jin entering the room to now, although she didn't talk much, she never fell behind. The people in the room never took their eyes off of her.

Everyone fell silent, and Xia Ke was lying unconscious on the sofa in the far corner, but no one dared to mention it, and they even began to doubt Hua Jin's reason for coming.

Feng Jin smiled lightly, admiring Hua Jin's eyes, glanced at the girl next to him, and said in a slightly sarcastic tone, "No wink, this is Rong Shao's sister, is she the one you can toast with? "

The girl's hand holding the wine glass shook, and some of the wine spilled out. Tonight, she heard Hua Xianrong mention Hua Jin's name several times, each time accompanied by helplessness and gnashing of teeth. From the conversation between Hua Xianrong and Feng Jin, It's not difficult for her to hear a message: Hua Jin is more powerful than Hua Xianrong, and she is more skilled, and she really holds real power in Langxuan.

Seeing that her nervous body was about to shake, Hua Jin sighed lightly, raised his hand and landed on the girl's wrist, and with a little force, pressed the girl down to put down the wine glass.

"Poor man, put down the wine glass, those who don't know are innocent, I don't blame you, don't be afraid." Hua Jin's tone was full of pity.

Hua Jin's hand was very cold, falling on the girl's wrist, she couldn't help but want to wave it away, Hua Jin's consolation not only didn't let her go, but made her even more scared.

"I can't tell that Ms. Hua is still a kind person." Feng Jin looked at her and said.

"Girls, you should pamper them more." Hua Jin said sincerely.

Feng Jin picked up the wine and saluted Hua Jin from the air, "I haven't congratulated Ms. Hua on her promotion yet, you have a lot to do as an artist."

"Fortunately, there will always be some disobedient ones, but they are all trivial matters, and it's not worth being congratulated by Young Master Feng. Thank you, Young Master Feng." Hua Jin nodded, which was regarded as a salute.

"It's normal for artists to be disobedient. Dealing with the troubles they cause is enough to bother Ms. Hua. Ms. Hua's life shouldn't be"

(End of this chapter)