Refusing to marry the rich family

"Handsome is handsome, but it's too cold." Chen Mengyao took the lead in spitting.

"Wang Hui, you are too young. You can't control that man." Zhu Meiqi said holding her arm.

"Ah... But after he left last night, I dreamed of him..."

Wang Hui looked regretful. Thinking of her dream last night, there were two groups of blushes on her childish face.

Gao Wen didn't miss her expression and secretly hooked her lower lip.

She looked at Zhu Meiqi. They exchanged eyes. Zhu Meiqi said, "Huihui, in fact, men are easy to hook up, especially for young girls like you."

"Really?" Wang Hui's eyes flashed a glimmer of expectation, and then she said lonely, "but isn't he Tang duo's husband? I don't have a chance..."

"Who said that?"

"Ah?"

"After all, my sisters came from their youth. I'm sure I'll pick up a man if I say nothing else." Zhu Meiqi looked proud.

"Does sister Maggie have any tricks?" Wang Hui turned into a star eye in an instant.

"As long as you listen to me, I'm sure that man will look up to you."

"Good!"

Zhu Meiqi came to her ear and whispered, "this afternoon, you..."

Tang duo grabbed the door tightly and tried to listen to what Zhu Meiqi taught Wang Hui. Unfortunately, she couldn't hear anything except some noise.

These people discussed how to dig her corner behind her back. She could have kicked the door and questioned them, but the cold war last night made her doubt her relationship with Feng Jiu.

The tangled mood tortured her, but before long, the sound of high heels gradually went away.

She secretly opened the door. There was no one outside. She was relieved. Just after she walked out of the door, a black plastic bag fell from the sky and covered her head.

"Hmm..." she was just about to cry for help. There was a pain in her neck. Then she blacked out and completely fainted.

When Tang duo fell to the ground, Gao Wen and others came out of the bathroom.

"Let you hook up with my Fu Wen, shameless little watch!" Zhu Meiqi kicked Tang duo on the back and was held by Gao Wen. "OK, be careful not to dirty your clothes."

Zhu Meiqi didn't seem to be relieved. She bit her teeth and slapped Tang duo in the face.

"She... Isn't she dead?" Wang Hui looked at the motionless Tang duo and was afraid.

"How can it be so easy? Don't talk nonsense. Quickly change your clothes and mask. The shooting time is coming soon." Zhu Meiqi urged.

Wang Hui nodded and quickly took off her clothes to exchange with Tang duo.

Ten minutes later, Wang Hui put on the mask that should belong to Tang duo and went out of the bathroom.

"What will she do?" Chen Mengyao points to Tang duo and looks at Gao Wen and Zhu Meiqi.

"Take her back to the room and lock her up." Gao Wen said coldly.

Chen Mengyao nodded, picked up Tang duo and left.

At one o'clock in the afternoon.

All the guests appeared on the first floor of the castle wearing masks. When the camera was ready, the director glanced at the guest stage and said strangely, "where has Wang Hui gone? Has anyone seen Wang Hui

"Director, Wang Hui had a bad stomach at noon and went back to her room to have a rest in advance." Chen Mengyao replied.

"What's the matter! The shooting will start soon!" The director said impatiently.

"What to do? Director? Suddenly there is no one..." the deputy director was also flustered.

"Less is less. Anyway, she doesn't have many fans. All departments are ready to broadcast live in five minutes!"

The director's words fell into Wang Hui's ears word by word. She clenched her fist and her fingertips were faint.

Just because she was the youngest of all the guests, and because the princess was often scolded for her illness, the director was polite to her on the surface, but I didn't expect to say so privately!

"Tang duo, after the live broadcast later, you remember to go to Fengjiu. Do you still remember the position and action?" When the deputy director's voice came, Wang Hui reacted for a long time and realized that he was talking to himself.

She forgot that what she was replacing was Tang duo's identity!

"Well..."

"Why are you hoarse?"

"It was windy last night and I caught a cold." She whispered.

"I'll send you some medicine later. The shooting time in the afternoon is not too long. You insist."

"OK, deputy director."

"Well, that's OK. We'll start shooting right away." The deputy director patted her hand, turned and ran away.

Wang Hui looked at Feng Jiu opposite through the mask. Her cheeks were red. As soon as the plane seat was aimed at herself, she couldn't help but walk towards Feng Jiu with excitement.

The shooting content in the afternoon is mainly to let several guests identify their favorite people through gifts in the mask link. Of course, this is only presented to the audience. In fact, the directors of the program group have already announced their masks.

When Wang Hui was halfway there, she saw five men coming towards her at the same time.

She was stunned.

"Duo'er..." Fu Wen opened his mouth first and handed her the gift.

Wang Hui looked at him flattered. This was the first time Fu Wen spoke to her in such a gentle tone, but it was not her name.

Zhu Meiqi was so angry that her head smoked, "it's really cheap, Wang Hui!"

"Shh, keep your voice down and be careful of exposure." Gao Wen whispered to remind her.

Zhu Meiqi gave a "hum" and did not look at Wang Hui's direction.

"This is from me. I think you will like it."

"This is mine." Liu Sheng and Zhou Qinglin also handed their gifts one after another.

Yu Chuanzhi handed her the badminton in a pinch. "This... This is what I drew according to your face. I hope you like it."

Wang Hui picked it up and saw that the face painted on the badminton was not Tang duo!

Why are all the men around her?!

The flame of jealousy burned her reason. She threw the badminton directly into Yu Chuanzhi's face, "who cares about your badminton! What I hate most in my life is badminton!"

Wang Hui knew that Yu Chuanzhi was born in badminton competition, and her favorite sport was this. As soon as she said this, her face changed.

With a cold hum, she successively opened the gifts of Liu Sheng and Zhou Qinglin in public and threw them on the ground.

"Who cares for your poor gifts? They are not as valuable as a skirt from me!"

"Tang duo, how can you do this? I went to the city last night to pick it for you!" Liu Sheng looked at her incredulously.

"So what? There are so many people who want to give me gifts. Who are you? Get out!" Wang Hui knocked him away and walked in the direction of Feng Jiu.

"What did you... Give me?" Her voice was hoarse and her tone revealed a strong coquetry.

Feng Jiu didn't speak and held out his hand silently.

"Open your hands."

Wang Hui held out her hand shyly. After a few seconds, there was an itchy feeling in her palm. She opened her eyes and saw a colorful spider in her palm!