Zhang zeqian had no face. He always felt that Jiang Mengxian was disgraced. He hurried forward and threatened Jiang Mengxian in a low voice. "Qian Qian had a reception in the conference hall on the sixth floor of the student activity center. All the students who came were dignified. You don't want to appear here."

It turned out to be a cocktail party here.

So, you think she's in the way here?

Jiang Mengxian said she was very innocent and nodded, "Oh, I'll go now."

Zhang zeqian seemed to have a frozen look. Unexpectedly, she agreed so happily. He seemed to see the lovely Jiang Mengxian. Although she was covered with thorns now, if she pulled out these thorns, she would still be the docile little girl.

Jiang Mengxian didn't know that Zhang zeqian's mind had changed a thousand times. She was ready to go. She wasn't interested in these cocktail parties. She had to go back to the dormitory to take care of the ball.

But the other party didn't seem to be ready to let her go. Liu xiqian suddenly stood in front of her Yamaha and said playfully: "Mengxian, I have a cocktail party today. You happen to be here. Why don't you go in with us!"

The crowd laughed and waited for Jiang Mengxian to agree.

Everyone else is in formal dress. If she goes in with jeans, it won't make people laugh?

Zhang Yaoyao couldn't help laughing at Liu xiqian's invitation to Jiang Mengxian: "she lives in the school dormitory. Do you know what a cocktail party is?"

Everyone sighed for a while. They still lived in the school dormitory.

How poor it is!

I can't even afford a house outside the school. It's sad!

Jiang Mengxian shrugged and said, "I'm sorry, I'm a little busy. Next time."

Riding on Yamaha, she drove away without looking back.

Zhang Yaoyao suddenly said behind him, "when the military training is over, it's my birthday party. You must come. I'll send someone to send the invitation to your class!"

She must hold an unprecedented grand birthday party. Since she promised the media to hold a charity dinner, she must do her best. She also wants to invite celebrities and stars in the capital to attend. At that time, she must send an invitation to Jiang Mengxian to make her poor force lose face at the dinner!

The gratitude and resentment between Zhang Yaoyao and Jiang Mengxian are also well known. They all know that Jiang Mengxian is just a chess piece for the struggle of powerful people. She is useless now and can only be rubbed round and flattened.

Now, Zhang Jia has launched a counterattack, and the people behind Jiang Mengxian won't last long.

On the other side, heiba and another bodyguard in black suit sunglasses are taking the ball to dinner. Lian Xiwan has specially prepared a kitchen for the ball at school, so he can eat whatever he wants at any time.

The ball has been unhappy today. Without saying a word, he walked along the Boulevard of the school. Suddenly, a gust of wind rolled up. A Yamaha locomotive stopped beside him. Jiang Mengxian with a helmet pushed her goggles up and looked at the ball with a smile: "yo! Handsome boy, go out to eat with my sister!"

As soon as the ball's eyes brightened, his tight face seemed to be loose. Especially when he saw Jiang Mengxian's natural and unrestrained Yamaha, his eyes showed an amazing look, which was no less than when he first saw Sirius's domineering mount in the game.

Unfortunately, before he spoke, he was interrupted by heiba coldly: "how can you ride a motorcycle, young master!"

Jiang Mengxian also nodded her head: "yes, you can't go out to roll strings!"

After introspection, she buckled her goggles and flew away.

The ball watched the Yamaha locomotive disappear from his eyes. The light in his small eyes completely disappeared and replaced with endless cold.

Heiba suddenly felt the tiger's body shake and bowed his head. He saw his young master's frightening eyes. He was cold with complaining, complaining with grievance, grievance with regret, and regret with a bit of children's unique crying haw.

Black eight suddenly sweated: playing the ball, if you let the ball miss, the good days are almost gone forever!

So she called Jiang Mengxian.

After a while, Jiang Mengxian drove back and stopped in front of the ball. Her long legs fell down and stepped on the ground steadily. When she got off the car, she picked up the ball and put on his helmet. Although the ball was still cold, she could clearly see that his little face seemed much softer. If she didn't resist, she was happy.

Jiang Mengxian put him in front of her, palmed the faucet and said, "hold on, pull, pull, take you out to play!"

The car started and flew away again. Heiba and his bodyguard drove behind.

With her little doll, Jiang Mengxian lowered her speed appropriately. The car passed through the traffic flexibly. The scenery on both sides sped by, and the wind blowing in the face also showed an unprecedented taste.

The ball widened his eyes, full of surprise, as if he saw Jiang Mengxian playing strange for the first time in the game.

The world can still be like this.

When the bus arrives at the food street outside the school, there will be such a place outside the gate of each university. The gate of the Imperial University has almost become a tourist area. The scale of the food street is unprecedented and there are many kinds of food.

Aristocratic and rich people will certainly not come to these places, which are generally frequented by tourists and civilian students.

Jiang Mengxian parked the car outside, took the ball down and took his little hand to the food street. The ball didn't speak, which means he was very happy.

It was school time. People came and went everywhere in the food street. It seemed that the ball came to this place for the first time. A pair of curious big eyes rolled around.

Heiba and another bodyguard followed, staring back and forth, for fear that someone would suddenly come out against his young master.

Jiang Mengxian took the ball into a hot pot shop. The waiter came and asked enthusiastically, "classmate, how many people?"

"Four people."

She, ball, black eight, the bodyguard who added the ball, just four.

The unknown bodyguard stared and was very dissatisfied: "young master, how can you eat this kind of thing!"

It's a mess here. Who knows if there's gutter oil!

The young master of his family grew up in Jingui and ate and drank pollution-free vegetables grown on his own farm.

Jiang Mengxian didn't care. She took the menu and began to order. She said, "if you don't eat, you'll fall down, oh? Smash."

The ball nodded and coldly repeated, "don't eat and pull down."

Heiba had already sat down and had dinner with the young master. This was really the first time.

He looked at the ball unfathomably. He was sitting next to Jiang Mengxian and ordering with her. Looking at that, he seemed curious and liked it. It was not pretended.

It's only two or three days. What happened?

Because both parents died, Lian Xiwan, the only relative, ran all over the world and couldn't take into account the ball, so the ball's character was very lonely and strange. He didn't like talking to people, let alone contacting strangers.

Jiang Mengxian has only received it for a few days. How can it change so much?

Jiang Mengxian is ordering dishes with Qiuqiu. Qiuqiu is eating hot pot for the first time. Her tight little face seems to be a little relaxed again. It has been too cold for a long time. It is impossible to relax so casually.

Soon, the mandarin duck they ordered was on the pot. The ball looked curiously at the red and white bottom of the pot and at the dazzling range of ingredients. His eyes were full of exploration.

Jiang Mengxian is a regular visitor here. She has to come at least two or three times a week. Every dinner for the people in their class is here.

She scalded the ball. While putting vegetables in his bowl, she said, "you are a child. Children eat less spicy. Na, Baba will rinse you clear soup."

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