Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

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Dongfang Shichuan: I don't want much, but when I turn back, you are still behind me.

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Mr. and Mrs. Shian, I Chang'an.

It won't be long. It looks like dozens of chapters and affectionate stories. Don't forget the new book 4.16, which will be refreshed on the 17th~

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At half past ten.

Late at night, the moonlight is bright, the castle is dense, and the golden lights make the whole continuous Castle look atmospheric and winding, like a story in a fairy tale.

The laughter inside came out, but the air outside was quiet and suffocating.

A black car stopped slowly. The doorman in the golden red court uniform opened the door. A woman came down from the inside. The white bra dress was gentle and clean, and her long hair was pulled up high. Her facial features were not so prominent, but they were very clean and beautiful.

Not so amazing type, but very temperament.

Mu Enron stood outside the castle, inside the ancient castle walls and arches, a piece of luxury.

After taking a deep breath, Mu Enron still raised his feet and walked in.

"Miss, the invitation."

The bodyguards standing on both sides of the door politely and alienated her.

Mu Enron took a deep breath, took out a golden envelope from his handbag and handed it to the bodyguard. The bodyguard opened it and hesitated, because Mu Enron's identity was shabby compared with the people inside.

They checked the contents of the letter before they finally walked to both sides.

Mu Enron's smile was a little stiff. He slowly raised his feet and walked in. At the moment he went in, he understood what the life of the British upper class was.

Everywhere are golden lights, crystal candlesticks, extravagant golden sculptures

A lady in a luxurious Rococo dress with overlapping lights.

Mu Enron was wearing a simple white dress, but he was really the most shabby one.

Today is the triennial Charlotte dinner of the Oriental family. As the name suggests, every year the richest family in Britain, or hereditary aristocrats, or famous rich businessmen, will let their daughters over the age of 18 to attend the dinner. The winner of each year will marry with the single men of the eastern family.

The requirements for participants are also very high. They are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and must be girls born in famous families

Compared with these people, Mu Enron's family is not very good. Her family is a hereditary jeweler, but it is also a declining family. This year... Is the last time her family attended this dinner.

She is also the only girl in her family who has reached the age of 18.

In fact, these are not mu Enron's purpose here, but

Dongfang Shichuan.

Mu Enron remembered the name, bit his lips slightly, and his face was a little pale.

"Who is this?"

"Which one?"

"Look at that woman, the one standing at the door. How can she wear so shabby... Who dares to come here? Who's home..."

"Who knows, so many people come to Charlotte's party every year, but I think she's really hanging up. Why do you say you let yourself spend all your money for a dinner party and leave... It's said that those who can't receive invitations this year are tickets bought for ￡ 3 million."

"How could such a woman be selected? Who is not rich and beautiful? Look at her poor..."

The two girls were whispering, but their voices were controlled so that Mu Enron "happened" to hear them.