A Sweet Forced Marriage: Young master's irresistible love

Ben went up to her and stood still, his eyes tilted up in a slightly surly arc, "I've seen your "Design." When it comes to design, Ben's tone is a little strange, with obvious irony.

Wang Yawei can't help walking forward. Her wrist is held by xia'an-qian. She turns her head and sees the smile in Xia'an's shallow eyes.

There were a lot of people at the party, especially now that everyone is gathering around the stage, there are more people around them.

Ben's voice was not low, which naturally attracted people's attention.

"The only one?" Ben frowned, pondered, and hesitated to give his name. This gesture is not an attitude of good communication.

One is the designer hired by Fugui jewelry, and the other is the chief designer of xiamu. The contradiction between the two has been accumulated for a long time, and people are indifferent to it. Anyway, it is not their own business and they are happy to see the excitement.

Xia Anxian looked at Ben calmly, even with a smile in his mouth, "is the only one."

It was like a fist hitting the cotton. Ben felt a little depressed, especially Xia Anqian's expression, which was a little tolerant, just like the eyes of an elder looking at the younger generation.

You're kidding!

Ben squinted at her with disgust. "I heard that the only sales volume is good, but the design is just like that. After all, Xu Tingchen is behind the support. If you don't have the level of design, you can do it even if you spend some money on it!"

People keep whispering, and don't mention Ben's personal impression for the time being, but what he said has a certain truth. Xia Anyuan's design may not be very good, but as long as Xu Tingchen is willing to spend money, no matter how bad the design can be.

Listening to the comments, Ben's face was more wild and unrelenting.

Xia'an was smiling, but Wang Yawei was angry.

Ben's expression was slightly stagnant when he saw xia'anqian's unchanged look.

Xia Anqian turned and looked at Wang Yawei, "is it our turn?"

Everyone should also express, Xia Anqian and they represent Xia mu, but they don't mean nothing.

After saying that, Xia Anqian steps to the stage. Wang Yawei is a little confused and quickly follows him. However, he leaves Ben on the side. Suddenly, his face is extremely ugly.

People's eyes on Ben bring a little different meaning. Xia Mu's Lin Zhiqian is also a little angry, but they are all provocative to him. It's hard to say without a little temper.

The laughter of the crowd fell on Ben's ears, which quickly filled his eyes with anger. He stepped forward and raised his voice, "Mr. Lin should have written more than us this time, right? Or lose Xu Tingchen's face

His voice came, Xia'an picked her eyebrows and turned around. The smile at the corner of his mouth slowly withdrew, and his eyes became colder.

Ben's smile is acrimonious. People don't necessarily like Ben. But Xia Anqian has to endure this time, which is too much to bully.

People's eyes were moving back and forth between the two people, but on the surface, they kept a few polite words with the people around them. The upper class members of the charity party still maintained their external "demeanor".

Ben reached for the waiter and brought a glass of champagne from the plate.

Although newspapers and media have said that Xu Tingchen and Xia Anqian are close to getting married, in his opinion, xia'anqian looks just ordinary, and his talent is also piled up with money. It is just a new thing for rich people, which should not be true.

Wang Qiqing's look changed a little. The design of Xia Anqian can be said to be the exchange and exchange between the two designers. However, when Xu Tingchen was involved, he did not have the courage.

He stepped forward and whispered a few words to Ben.

Ben looked at him with disdain. "Wang always makes a fuss about it. The world supports the brave and starves the timid. Wang wants to relax."

Ben turned his lips and said that Xu Tingchen was very powerful. If he was still the president of the Dirui chaebol, he would be a little worried about it. However, if he got a new company in front of him, even if he had money, what could he do with him!

But Wang Qiqing let him convergence, no doubt touched his sensitive nerve, his eyes even more surly, head up into a glass of champagne, eyes do not hide the hot and spicy stick to Xia'an shallow body.

Xia an shallow appearance in his eyes but general, he played better, but she added a Xu Tingchen label, let him more excited.

"Mr. Lin, how much does Xu Tingchen give you? In this way, I'll give you one million yuan, how about you accompany me once?"

The crowd gaped and subconsciously stood far away. This man is not crazy. No matter how bad Xia Anqian is, it is also Xu Tingchen's fiancee. If this word reaches Xu Tingchen's ears, I don't know if he will spread his anger on them.

All of a sudden, people look at Wang Qiqing's eyes changed, this party, they may not have come at all.

Ben didn't pay attention to the change of people's looks. He just looked at Xia Anqian from the beginning to the end like a plaything.It's disgusting. Xia an's shallow eyes are frozen into ice. Ben touches Sen Han in her eyes. She feels uneasy. But she soon realizes her reaction and her smile becomes more and more rampant.

Wang Qiqing's face was completely clear. Ben was not sick of his brain. At this moment, he did not care how much he paid for someone. He stepped forward and opened his smile, which was worse than crying.

"Mr. Lin, I'm sorry, Ben has drunk too much, and he doesn't speak in his head."

"Drink too much?" Xia an shallow eyes from ben to Wang Qiqing, slowly asked.

"Yes, I have drunk too much!" Wang Qiqing was sweating and nervous.

Xia Anxiao raised her eyebrows, chuckled, and walked towards Ben.

He took a glass of red wine from the waiter's tray and waved it slowly in his hand.

Ben laughed contemptuously and stood still. "I may have drunk a lot today. Otherwise, Mr. Lin will have another drink with me?"

Xia'an's shallow mouth slightly raised, went to him, raised his hand neatly, and poured a glass of red wine on Ben. "Now, are you awake?"

Ben's expression froze on his face. He was stunned. Hearing her words, his face turned red and he glared at Xia Anqian angrily.

Xia Anxian looked at him, waved another glass of red wine and splashed it on Ben's face again. "It seems that the wine has not yet woken up. Don't mention it!"

Ben's eyes were red, and red wine was dripping down his blue hair. People were staring at him, making him irrational at the moment.

Ben raised his hand and waved to Xia'an.

This is a madman. Wang Qiqing can't stop him. His heart is full of regret.

Xia Anqian's wine cup hits the waiter's tray and goes against Ben's palm. With a tear, the sound of skin tearing is clearly heard.

Ben was hurt as hard as he could wave.

Blood and red wine were mixed on the ground, and Ben held his hand and screamed.

Xia Anqian didn't have any sympathy. She lowered her head and looked at Ben calmly: "I'm just self-defense. Can Wang always testify for me?"

Wang Qiqing how dare to say no, forcefully pulled out a smile, "of course!"

"My hand's hurt, doctor. Call the doctor over!" Ben covered the wound, but the blood was still seeping from the wound.

This is a charity party hosted by Fugui jewelry. In any case, Wang Qiqing can't ignore his responsibility. He looks at Xia Anqian in a quest.

Xia Anyuan didn't have the mind to procrastinate. The designer's hand was important. She couldn't do things like deliberately delaying the treatment time.

She nodded slightly, and Wang Qiqing was relieved. The guests coming to the charity party were very important. Naturally, they were equipped with a tone of caution.

Soon, the doctor came, and the blood finally stopped. The doctor took a look at it. Fortunately, he didn't hurt his muscles and bones, but he still had to go to the hospital to make sure.

Ben looked at Xia Anqian bitterly, "your heart is really poisonous. Do you feel that you hurt my hand, can you compare with me? I didn't expect that my hands are still good! "

Xia Anqian looked at him, "no matter how poisonous my heart is, I can't compare it with you. If you attack a woman in public, it deserves your reputation. Is the sword biased?"

"Let's go!" Xia Anyuan said to Wang Yawei, who unconsciously grasped her wrist. What happened at this moment was too much, and she was at a loss.

"General manager Lin wants to leave when he is injured. Isn't it too much?" Ben couldn't help it.

Xia'an shallow stopped, "Yawei, call the police!"

Wang Yawei widened his eyes.

"When the police come and get out of the house, we will not be late." Xia an shallow slowly said.

Looking at her calm expression, Wang Yawei's nervous mood also slightly settled down, nodded, took out his mobile phone and dialed the number.

"Meet me!" Ben said darkly.

Xia an looked at Wang Qiqing and said, "does Wang always hear this sentence clearly? Please give me a witness

Wang Qiqing's expression was not good-looking and nodded.

Xia Anqian and Wang Yawei sat on one side, and the party suddenly quieted down, in a certain low pressure of wind and rain.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the door, and then the whole hall was noisy.

"Xu Tingchen is here!"

I don't know whose voice was louder. Xia an was slightly stunned. Subconsciously, she felt guilty. She should have asked Xu Tingchen to be her male partner. This is not a conventional thing. But after she had this idea, she invited others for other reasons, which was not very good.

Moreover, Xia Anqian can almost imagine Xu Tingchen's expression, not only his heart hanging high.

Wang Qiqing's face changed greatly, and he walked out in a hurry.

Ben's look has also changed. Although he thinks Xu Tingchen is not very good, there are too many rumors about him. Even if Xu Tingchen has been divorced from the imperial financial power, no one can ignore his existence.People are subconsciously farther away from Ben, as if to show that they have nothing to do with Ben before.

Finally, the figure near the door, people unconsciously hold their breath, Wang Qiqing bows his back, sweating to follow him.

Xia an shallow one eye saw him, lips slightly pursed.