To Be His Dream Girl

There are three guest rooms on the second floor of my wife's house. He Xinying chooses one at random, pulls out the key to the room and locks it tightly from inside. She listened attentively for a long time, but did not hear anything from Shen Junquan, so she relaxed her heart.

Also, Shen Junquan is what kind of person, really no reason to pester her?

Oh, I'm so sleepy. Sleep!

The next day, he Xinying was woken up by the knock on the door. As soon as she went to open the door, a group of people came in, pulling her to do her hair, trying on all kinds of new clothes and making up.

She was dazzled.

When he Xinying was pushed out of the dressing room, the man who had been leaning on the leather sofa subconsciously picked her eyebrows.

She hesitated to touch her bare back. In the mirror, there was a figure wearing a pearl apricot bra and backless crystal embroidered dress. The sequins on her feet were gradually changing, and the high heels were shining under the crystal lamp.

The long hair is rolled up in the back of the head and fixed with a crystal rose hairpin. He Xinying takes two steps forward and feels as if she is dressed up as a movie star.

in the strange environment, he didn't sleep well in the evening, and the stylist who was called by Shen Junquan was dragged up in the morning, though there was still a bit of fatigue on his face concealer.

This dress is Gao Ding of the B family. Many famous actors may not be able to borrow it, but it's easy to take it out of Shen Junquan's cloakroom.

If she and Shen Junquan had not met yesterday, who would this skirt be on today?

"Not bad."

Shen Junquan straightened his skirt, stood up and held out his hand to he Xinying: "let's go."

There are still people staring at him behind him. He Xinying has no choice but to hold Shen Junquan's arm honestly.

The reception was held in the top club in the city. It is said that only the ten figure business celebrities can enter. The host is the director of Shen's group, and all the invited members have brought their family members honestly.

There are many familiar uncles, so it's not convenient for Shen Junquan to bring those messy girlfriends?

The room was covered with a soft red carpet. He Xinying followed Shen Junquan, and her gaze came from time to time.

"Brother Junquan."

Tian Tian's voice came from behind. The girl in the green dress patted Shen Junquan on the shoulder, and then came up: "why don't you call people when you go home that day?"

He Xinying felt a little familiar when she saw the round and pretty face. It's Yan Qianqian, the daughter of Yan's group, who made an appointment with Shen Junquan not long ago.

She subconsciously wants to grasp Shen Junquan's arm to pull out, who knows the other party suddenly tightens, stops her action.

“？” He Xinying cast a puzzled look at Shen Junquan.

Yan Qianqian's eyes are full of their little actions. She glances at he Xinying discontentedly. After seeing her face and clothes, she suddenly turns black: "brother Junquan, you are not in a hot fight with that little star. Who is this?"

"My wife."

Shen Junquan opened his mouth and made an introduction: "he Xinying. This is uncle Yan's daughter, Yan Qianqian. " He Xinying restrained her madness and gave her a polite smile.

Hearing Shen Junquan say that Xinying is her wife, Yan Qianqian immediately becomes shriveled, and her expression is instantly aggrieved and angry. She is about to attack, not far away from the woman suddenly called her, Yan Qianqian no longer stay, had to glare at he Xinying.

There are not a few young girls in the whole reception hall. Seeing Yan Qianqian turn around and walk away, he Xinying looks around and says with a smile, "I finally know why Mr. Shen wants to take me. Otherwise, I don't know how many good sisters like Yan Qianqian are in the whole reception hall."