Best Matrilocal Son-in-law

"I said, brother! Where did you say you were going? Qinghe restaurant

"You don't want to go anywhere to find your sister, do you?"

"I can tell you that all of them are rich children. Even if they drink too much, you can't take advantage of them."

The young man spoke with great enthusiasm, as if he knew these things very well.

In fact, it's not surprising that he understood, because when he was in college, he had a good friend. When he was at home, at a party in Qinghe restaurant, he provoked a sister.

Before we started, bodyguard No.40 or No.50 directly disabled him.

Since then, the name of Qinghe restaurant is still fresh in his memory. Although his brother got a compensation of 10 million yuan later, he can only lie on the hospital bed from now on, which is frightening.

Chu Feng shook his head slightly and said, "it's the Li family who invited me to the party."

When hearing this, the young man beside Chu Feng turned his back with a bad smile.

After a full five or six minutes, this is to calm their mood, between the eyebrows flashed a surprised mouth: "brother son, you are too good to blow it."

"You take the bus to the Party of the high class?"

"Make fun of me here."

"Which one of you who can attend such a party doesn't have a car?"

"This evening, when you look at the door, there are basically no cars less than 10 million. You told me that you would take the bus to my party. Are you kidding?"

When he spoke, the corner of the young man's mouth was also upgraded to scorn.

We are all ordinary people, so why pretend to be like this, and no one believes you, no,

"I really went to the party." Chu Feng some innocent openings way.

"OK, OK, I don't think we have much in common. It doesn't matter to me what you like to do."

After that, the young man leaned back on his seat and kept reading one of his novels in series. He would never talk to people like Chu Feng again.

After arriving at the station, Chu Feng got off the car and walked towards the gate of Qinghe restaurant.

At this time, the parking lot in front of jiujiamen in Qinghe has already been piled full, and there are basically no luxury cars less than 10 million.

Just when Chu Feng just appeared, the two etiquette ladies hurriedly came forward, with a very respectful attitude, leading Chu Feng into Qinghe restaurant.

Seeing this, the young man's eyebrows suddenly raised a look of horror.

Some inconceivable opening way: "I depend on this what character?"

"It's too low-key."

"Such a party is coming by bus."

For a moment, she felt as if she had missed tens of millions of people. At least she let the young people come here and have a good meal!

Maybe you can lose hundreds of millions of them after you finish playing!

After that, my life can be described as carefree!

But in his heart, regret to the extreme, the bus has started, toward the distance.

Until now, he can only think silently in his heart, it seems that the real rich people are low-key, these ten million level luxury cars are probably not big people, right?