Husband, Please Stop Flirting

"Miss Marita, Miss Cora, the granddaughter of Mrs. Ivy Phoenix, is nominally your sister," said Tom respectfully.

Maria sneered, "the grandmother who disappeared for decades for a wild man? We Phoenix family don't have such shameless people, let alone admit the wild man."

When hearing Ivy's name, Feng ChuChu's heart hurt. YAL told her that she had a grandmother named Ivy? Phoenix Contact loved her very much and finally died because of her. Although she couldn't remember her grandmother's appearance, the sadness and guilt in her heart could not deceive people.

After YAL told her about it, the wind was clear. He didn't sleep well for several days. In his dream, he always dreamed that there was a vague old voice touching her head and calling her something.

Every time I wake up in the morning, the windy pillow towel is always wet.

"Who do you say is a shameless person?" Feng said with a clear and expressionless face.

"Of course, you and your grandmother. Don't think that uncle YAL is covering you. You are really a miss of the Phoenix family. I tell you, only my father and brother are in this family one day, the Phoenix family will never recognize you as a wild species," Marita said excitedly.

"Beautiful in appearance and ugly in heart, I think you must be lonely. You must have no real friends. Most people around you make friends with you because of your money and power. Your family dotes on you very much, but never really understands you. I think the people you really like must not like you!" Feng said clearly, The knock poked Marita's scales.

Because Feng ChuChu won everything she said. She was so beautiful. Why didn't a friend really treat her? Her family spoiled her and loved her, but they didn't know what she really wanted. The only person she really liked was not her. Finally, the woman died. As a result, there was still no place for her in that person's heart.

The angry Marita raised her hand and was about to reach Feng ChuChu's face, but Feng ChuChu grabbed her wrist. She saw that Feng ChuChu grabbed Marita's wrist, leaned over Marita's ear and gently said, "you're so poor."

Then the wind clearly let go of Marita's hand and said to Adele, "I want this dress."

Adair said yes dully. Marita trembled angrily, but there was nothing she could do. She rushed into the next dressing room angrily.

Tom was worried and looked at the wind. He was led by Adele to the dressing room to make up. The makeup artists inside were the top makeup artists.

"Miss, you have good skin," sighed Nick, who was making up for Feng ChuChu. After all, he made up for ladies and celebrities. Most of the people he met had good skin, but those were piled up with expensive skin care products and various beauty products.

Good is good, but it lacks a natural, and the windy skin is good and natural.

The wind looked at Nick with a smile and said, "your skin is good, too."

Nick smiled and said nothing, because his skin condition was much worse.

Yar, who had finished his business, also came and changed his suit, collar and sleeves, which had been carefully ironed by the heat, and looked more threatening. However, as long as Yar smiled a little, his threatening momentum disappeared in an instant and replaced by a kind of gentleness of the people.

YAL looked at his watch and said to Tom standing aside, "Cora is not ready yet."

"It should be soon," Tom said respectfully. Then Marita came out of the VIP room. She put on a long light blue dress and her eyes, like a goddess in Greek mythology.

After she saw Yar, she involuntarily called Uncle Yar, and then left expressionless.

Tom quickly told YAL what had just happened. YAL smiled and quickly saw through a person's heart, which is also one of the necessary courses for heirs.

But soon YAL was not in such a good mood. He looked at the wind coming out of the dressing room, and the expression on his face suddenly solidified.

Nick is the best make-up artist. He doesn't spend too much on the face of the wind. He only magnified the bright spots of the wind, such as the more delicate eyebrows, the more delicate lips, and the concealment concealed the small blemishes on his face.

In this way, Feng ChuChu's beauty has reached a new height. In particular, this skirt is also the color and style that someone likes to wear, so at this time, Feng ChuChu looks nine points similar to someone.

"Annie" Yar called subconsciously, but soon he returned to normal.

"Uncle Yar, what's the matter?" Feng asked clearly.

YAL put away the memory in his eyes and smiled at the wind. "It's all right, let's go."

Along the way, the two people were basically speechless. The wind couldn't help thinking, who is the man named Anne and why do you think the name is so familiar.

Finally, Lincoln stopped at a biar manor and an exaggerated manor. If the Yar manor is grand enough, then the manor is like a small castle, majestic buildings, exquisite gardens and servants coming and going.

If it hadn't been for the clear wind and a lot of experience with Yar in this year, she must be looking around like a steamed stuffed bun.

It was said to be a family banquet, but it was held very grandly. In the hall of the manor villa, there were classical music and finely dressed men and women dancing together.

After Yar went in, the music stopped, and everyone stopped moving. There was respect, contempt and flattery in their eyes.

A man who looked like YAL came down from upstairs. The man was about fifty years old and looked very good. He was followed by a young man about the same age as fengchuchu and Marita whom fengchuchu met in Kanai.

It seems that they are Allen, the current heir of the Phoenix family, as well as Allen's father sol and Allen's sister Marita.

"Haven't seen Ya for a long time," Sol said enthusiastically, as if there were no grudges between them.

"Long time no see," Yar said calmly.

"This is aunt Ivy's granddaughter, Cora. She is as beautiful as Anne." Sol's words successfully changed the calm Yar's face.

Feng ChuChu thought, it seems that this Anne should be a more important person for Yar. Yar quickly recovered his expression and said, "Cora, this is your uncle sol, next to your cousin Alan, who you have met and is your sister Marita."

"Hello uncle sol, cousin Allen and cousin Marita," Feng said politely.

Marita snorted coldly and muttered "hypocrisy"

"Marita, how can you say that about your sister," Sol said, pretending to be angry. Marita pouted and said nothing.