Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

The old house of the banquet family is located not far from the central square. This is a typical baroque gorgeous atrium building combined with Chinese elegant style.

The white marble from Sweden has a unique design and a novel courtyard.

In the middle of the courtyard, there is a small white sculpture fountain. The rose petals around are splashed by crystal drops of water. It shines with charming luster under the gorgeous light.

From the beginning of the afternoon, an endless stream of luxury cars drove to the old house of the banquet family, with a whole row of long guns and short guns at the door. This posture is bigger than the battle of the year-end award party in the entertainment industry.

In addition to the reporters of the media company under Yan's company, there are also some online celebrities who have no invitation and can only start a live broadcast outside the door.

One after another, luxury cars flowed into the banquet house like cabbage in the vegetable market.

The mobile phone screen of wanghong is really a live picture. What has been brushed in the past are the barrage of exclamation banquet, as well as many messages of brushing luxury cars.

"Tesla! Bentley!"

"Rolls Royce again. This is the tenth phantom I've seen."

"I really can't imagine the happiness of the rich!"

"I can say that. My concubine is tired."

"You are all looking after the car. Am I the only one who admires the fiancee of the president of the banquet?"

"Plus one, this woman saved the galaxy in her last life!"

"What kind of fairy is it? It's worth fighting to announce the world."

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Yang Cuihua took Qiao yuan to Qiao Xin's engagement site in a taxi. Looking at the wide house in front of her, she looked left and right as if grandma Liu had entered the Grand View Garden.

"Mom, Xiaoyuan, I've told Xiaoai. Let her take you to the main hall for a while. I have to prepare."

Josin, who had not changed into a dress, received his mother and brother and threw them down to the stylist on the second floor. Specially called servants to entertain Yang Cuihua and Qiao yuan.

"Sister, you are so beautiful today." Qiao yuan sighed when he looked at today's Qiao Xin. Josin was already a beautiful woman. Today's dress is even more eye-catching.

"I see. Don't worry about us. Go and get along with your son-in-law." Yang Cuihua impatiently interrupted Qiao Xin. Seeing the position of the main hall, she directly pulled Qiao yuan in.

In the main hall, Su Qing is holding Luo Wenyu's arm and greeting everyone. The people here are all powerful people in Haicheng. It's not bad to make more friends.

Yang Cuihua stared at Su Qing with a decent smile. Make an impression. When Su Qing finished greeting the crowd, Yang Cuihua separated Qiao yuan and came to Su Qing.

"Qingqing, do you also come to josin's engagement party? It's great. I haven't been able to get through to you. My mother misses you very much."

Yang Cuihua has always wanted to contact Su Qing since he met Su Qing last time. But later, no matter how I called, I couldn't get through to Su Qing's cell phone.

"Shut up, you dare say this on any occasion. My identity is Miss Su. Please call me Miss Su."

Su Qing looked at Yang Cuihua and even regarded herself as her mother. She was impatient at once.

Su Qing turned her eyes and stared at Yang Cuihua. The woman didn't look at all. At that time, calling her "Mom" was just coaxing her to help drive away Qiao Xin. Now Qiao Xin is going to marry the man that all women in Haicheng dream of. What good has Yang Cuihua done?