The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Fang Chi Xia Yan sat next to Luo Yibei, did not say a word.

At the banquet scene, Tong Yan was noticed by the audience after the building.

At first glance, the unforgettable face, feminine but not lacking in the heroic facial features, elegant and calm temperament, walking to wherever they are a landscape.

Fang Chixia has been staring at her.

She thought that Tong Yan’s downstairs was just to cope with the arrangement of Qing Yafeng. I did not expect that Tong Yan came to the scene and really talked with one of the men.

The man who communicated with her was a British aristocrat. Fang Chixia had seen the person who attended the business party with Luo Yibei earlier.

Lyle.

The two don't know what they are talking about. Under the radiance of crystal lamps, the smile on Tong Yan's face is as sweet as overflowing.

Fang Chi Xi quietly looked at this scene, his brow could not help but wrinkle.

As night falls, outside the Rongxi Building, a black heavy off-road is still docked.

Shi Yanyang sat in the car, ten fingers clasped the steering wheel, the same posture, do not know how long to keep.

His eyes emptied in front of the road, looking at the mottled lights on the roadside, and his eyes were struggling.

From the time he got off work, his car has been parked here for an entire hour.

There is still a few minutes to the official start of the 7 o'clock dinner.

The guests of the Qing family should be a lot now?

The eyes slowly moved away from the street lights, lifted the watch and looked at the time above. Shi Yanyang struggled for dozens of seconds, and the throttle under his feet slammed and slammed the car.

Heavy-duty off-road is like a wild horse with a reins on the road. It makes a bang, and goes straight to the direction of the home.

Arriving outside the gate of the Qing family, the car outside has been blocked and people are difficult to enter.

The long fleet of cars is at least two kilometers away from the gate of the Qing family.

In order to meet the convenience of the guests, the Qing family also arranged a servant to greet the guests even two kilometers away.

Several servants led by the butler saw Shi Yiyang who had come down and respectfully opened the door for him.

"Shi Shao is also coming to our house tonight's blind date dinner?" He made a gesture of asking, the housekeeper asked casually.

Shi Yanyang stopped and his face looked a little unnatural.

Only, he was concealed very well, and it was over.

"Shen Shu really is responsible!" Did not answer his words positively, Shi Yanyang took care of the neckline of his suit, and went straight to the banquet hall.

His footsteps were heavy, and the sounds of screaming, screaming, screaming, and screaming sounded in the long streets, and they were heard all the time.

Just entering the Qingjia Garden, just happened to meet Qing Yafeng.

As soon as he saw him, Qing Yafeng seemed to squat down. When he spoke, he asked the same question as the housekeeper. "Today's dinner is a feast of Yan Yan, and the purpose of praising you is the same as everyone else?"

"Three uncles have all the requirements for the dinner guests, and there is no place for them to be unsuitable!" His meaning is very simple. He is suitable for all the conditions of Qing Yafeng's election. Why can't he come?

His question, in fact, still did not positively answer the words of Qing Yafeng.

Qing Yafeng smiled and inked a sharp touch. "Other guests are coming to Yan Yan!"

"I am coming for her too!" Shi Yanyang's face slowly swayed, his eyes and his face, the darkness was deep.

His tone is very light, but his face is rarely serious.