Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

At seven in the evening, Fulin winery.

This is a Chinese winery with rockeries, flowing water, pavilions and pavilions. A steady stream of dry ice creates a white fog, and a classic and elegant atmosphere.

Being in it, people suddenly have the illusion of crossing.

Joan came to the appointment with Xia Lin.

She wants to see what Ji Qingxin wants.

The private room is in the cloud curtain. The waiter in Chinese clothes leaned slightly and led them to the cloud curtain private room.

Qiao'an looked around. Xia Lin lowered his voice and asked, "Miss Qiao, what's Ji Qingxin's idea?"

"Just go and have a look."

In the cloud curtain private room, the waiter owed himself and left.

Joan opened the door. In such a large private room, Ji Qingxin, Ji Zhicheng and two men had already taken their seats in front of the round table.

"Joan's here. Come in."

Ji Zhicheng smiled happily. The smile accumulated on his face. What does Joan think and think it's false.

Ji Qingxin's pregnant belly was obvious, and her clothes were slightly loose. She smiled and nodded, and then stopped talking.

"Miss Qiao, don't advise." Xia Lin whispered a reminder.

Joanne straightened her chest and stepped into the private room.

Although President Guo is a foreign nationality, he is an out and out s Chinese.

In middle age, he has a well managed figure, ruddy complexion and looks quite elegant.

Mr. Guo sat next to another man, who looked like a man in his early twenties, with a few clear and meaningful bookishness.

"Miss Qiao, please sit down." President Guo spoke with a smile.

Qiao an took Xia Lin's seat and poured himself a cup of tea. "Sorry, the traffic jam on the road has delayed the time. I've kept you waiting. "

"A beauty as rare as Miss Qiao is worth waiting any longer." Qingjun man opens his mouth.

Joanne frowned imperceptibly. He'd better not talk and destroy his temperament.

"Now that everyone is here, take your order." Ji Qingxin put the menu on the turntable and turned it to Joanne.

Would she be so kind?

Joanne glanced at her with a smile.

President Guo kindly introduced, "Miss Qiao, the plum blossom wine here is good. Would you like some?"

"Sorry, I can't drink."

"That's a pity." President Guo looked like she had no luck with her mouth.

During the banquet, Ji Zhicheng has been flattering president Guo, just like a dog leg.

Joanne scoffed and casually played with the water cup. She hardly moved her chopsticks.

Xia Lin is the same.

"Miss Qiao, the food is not to your taste?" Qingjun man raised his eyes and looked at her with a smile.

Joanne curled her lips and smiled, "not very hungry."

The man's eyes are very beautiful, dark and deep, like a quiet and deep cold pool, which makes people unconsciously indulge in the depths of his eyes.

"Miss Joe?" Xia Lin's voice called back Joan's thoughts.

She felt impolite and stood up. "Sorry, I'll go to the bathroom."

Xia Lin followed closely.

On the corridor, Joan felt something wrong. She went to the bathroom, lowered her voice and asked, "Xia Lin, do you think anyone can hypnotize people on the spot?"

"Do you doubt that man just now?"

"His eyes are too evil." Joanne shook her head when she remembered that she had almost been absorbed by his eyes.

No, I can't look into his eyes anymore.

Ji Qingxin found such a person mostly to hypnotize her.