Their Intriguing Marriage

Before Li Qingning could answer, he Jiawen looked back at her eyes, which were shining with mysterious light, and said in a low voice: "sister Qingning, there are always many things you don't know and can't imagine in this world."

Maybe it's because of his sudden approach that breaks the safe distance. Li Qingning's expression flashed a bit of embarrassment, and his body subconsciously flashed back slightly.

Sisi looked up at the inexplicable conversation between her mother and this strange uncle, took her hand and gently shook it, saying, "Mom, grandma is coming."

Referring to that woman, Li Qingning's heart tightened inexplicably. Since the last farce, Mrs. LAN has moved to another villa on the diagonal of the city for the sake of rest.

She followed sissy's eyes and looked at the gate. No matter how extravagant and gorgeous the scene was, it couldn't hide the light from the 50 year old woman.

If the dazzle of kuotai and the young lady on the scene comes from the high-grade custom-made clothes and high-value jewelry, then her eye-catching dazzle comes from her own strong magnetic field.

No matter who she is, no matter what kind of occasion, can not ignore her existence, even as long as she appears, can instantly become the focus of all eyes, to accept thousands of people look up to.

Mrs. LAN is wearing a crimson Chinese cheongsam embroidered with auspicious clouds. Her thighs are delicate and white. She is not inferior to a girl in her early twenties.

Her hair is tied into a noble bun behind her head, her chin is raised, her wrinkle free eyes are like a proud white swan. Oh no, it's a sharp owl. Then, her eyes lock their position.

She walked towards them with extremely slow and elegant steps. Standing aside, he Jiawen with champagne shrugged his shoulders. With a smile of unknown meaning, she turned around and integrated into a gorgeous and harmonious bustle.

I don't know if it's because I saw he Jiawen who just stood by. In a word, Mrs. Lan's expression quickly flashed a little unnatural, that kind of strange, really just flashed by.

Li Qingning looked at her and tried to squeeze a smile on her face. She nodded politely and said, "here you are."

Mrs. LAN raised her eyes, quickly swept her plain face, and nodded in a very subtle range. Then he bent down and made an Emerald Pendant out of nowhere. Without saying a word, he hung it on sissy's neck. Then he patted her face and said, "happy birthday."

Maybe because of her mother's reason, sissy seems to be afraid of this woman. Her eyes are always timid, but she blinks big eyes and says, "thank you, grandma."

The next second, Li Qingning saw a smile on Mrs. Lan's face.

When Mrs. LAN got up, she gave her a deep look. There seemed to be some emotion in her eyes that she could not understand. Then at the moment of turning around, the expression on her face quickly changed into the grace and calm that she always showed.

Li Qingning has always admired the speed with which these people change their expressions. No matter how heartbroken or overjoyed they were in the last second, when they turn to face the world in the next second, they will always be able to put on the most appropriate facial mask in an instant.

From this point alone, she will never be able to become a world person with them.

In foreign countries for so many years, engaged in the design industry, it is inevitable to participate in some big and small cocktail party, although it is already experienced, but these formulaic interpersonal communication still makes her feel a little tired to deal with.

Every time when she wants to escape, Brad seems to be able to detect her mind in advance. If it's an important occasion, he will always hold her hand and shake it hard to cheer her up.

If it's an ordinary cocktail party, he will just take her quietly away, and then two people in formal dress sit in the square under the moonlight drinking beer and watching the stars.

Think of here, her mouth unconsciously emerged a smile. Only then discovered, originally so many years, she already used to have that considerate man's existence, but today

She raises Mou, to on the blue Qing over crowd cast some burning hot eyes. With a glass of Bordeaux in his hand, he was surrounded by a group of tycoons in Haute Couture suits.

He had a light radian on his lips, and seemed to have a good conversation with them, but his eyes always glanced at them intentionally or unconsciously. The crowd around him is surging. Only this big and small figure can really affect his heart, which is the center of his world.

Li Qingning has been subconsciously avoid Lan Qing, across the eyes of the people cast over, on the side to greet people smile. These strange faces, all because of their relationship with Lan Qing and appear particularly warm, cordially like old friends for many years.

For a moment, Brad's face flashed through her mind. She even had an illusion that he was really in a corner of the hall, and his figure flashed away. Her back suddenly became a little stiff.

Because at the entrance of the hall, she saw Brad's handsome and familiar face. His outline was carved deeper by the night, and in the shadow cast by his eyebrows were his big furry eyes. His eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and his eyes over the crowd made his chest tight.

She bent over, told sissy to walk around but not to run around, and then walked towards Brad.

"You did come." She looks down and smiles. Somehow, it seems that there is a strange estrangement between them. At this time, no matter who they are, they can't see that they are still a couple.

Brad looked at her, his eyes as pure as a lake on the Tianshan Mountain. "Well, the invitation was sent to the apartment. We used to spend time with sissy every year, and we didn't want to be absent this year."

He said, opening his arms and taking a step forward to embrace her, gently, but so powerful, as if to rub her into his body.

All the air around him was all his taste. All those high perfume and alcohol flavors were all isolated from his arms, leaving only the fragrance, warm and warm sunshine that he had been familiar with for years, like the white shirts that were soaped with soap in the sun.

It was as if he felt some resistance in her body, so Brad obediently let go of her and looked down at her as if everything had become a fuzzy background with only her in his eyes.