Imperial Commander: His Pretty Wife Is Spoiled Rotten

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Jiang Chenghuan was delayed due to something. The director of the hotel in charge of the ball was responsible for receiving the two of them. It is estimated that Jiang Erhuo specially explained it. Even if he went to practice as a waiter, the attitude of the supervisor was respectful.

Yun Xi changed the clothes of the waiter, took two masks with different colors, one with Zhao Yumo, and followed the supervisor to the party.

The ball was ready, and there were already guests coming one after another. Jiang Chenghuan also came to entertain the guests in advance. It can be seen that he was quite kind to this cousin and did not put the last one on the shelf of his ruler.

Yun Xi glanced slightly at the dance party. There were still many people coming, most of whom she had seen at the previous banquet were all people in this circle.

What surprised her was that Liang Xinyi came with Han Zhongteng! !

During this time, Han Wanling was in the bureau, but she became Han Hongbin's eyeliner and followed Han Zhongteng. She lost such a big face at the last wedding banquet, and she can still coax Han Zhongteng to reunite. It seems that Liang Xinyi did not pay much attention.

But think about it too. If she didn't work hard to stay beside Han Zhongteng as an eyeliner, then she would have no use value in Han Hongbin.

Although it was a fancy dress party, the guests were wearing half masks on their faces, but it was still possible to see who the other party was.

Unlike their waiters, only the lips and chin are left when wearing the mask. Apart from being able to distinguish each other from the color, they can not recognize who is who.

Before the start of the ball, the guests were almost there, and Yan Jia, who was the host of the ball, had arrived. The scene of Noda’s ball gradually quieted down, and everyone looked at the black ones standing on the stairs. Figure.

Among the crowd, Yun Xi looked up at Yan Jia who came down from the stairs. She wore a black V-neck vintage and veil skirt dress, tall and slender, with a retro and cool look on her face.

The small black lace lace hollow mask hairpin is pinned to the top of the head. The ingenious design allows everyone to see her face clearly, without leaving the theme of today's masquerade.

The red lips flicked lightly, even though the look on his eyes was detached from the cold, the smile on his face was enough to confuse many men present.

When she saw her for the first time, Yun Xi knew that this was not a simple woman. The strong women were full of popularity, and they were all trained by rigorous ladies, perhaps because of her background, she saw it and was present. So many rich and famous guests can hardly enter her eyes.

Such arrogance gave her an inexplicable sense of familiarity. Isn't this the same as the overbearing tyrant of Mufeichi?

The only difference is that Yan Jia's arrogance is a bit more deliberate, not as natural and free as Mu Fei Chi.

"Thank you everyone for taking the time to attend my dance. I am Yan Jia. Today’s dance is to return home to meet the wind, and second, to celebrate the opening of my custom studio. I will spend a lot of time in China in the future. Please take care! Thank you!"

Refined and concise paragraph, neat and unambiguous, the strong style made many men present narrowed their eyes.

With such a look, Yun Xi knew at a glance that this was the look of the hunter who was aroused by interest in an attempt to hunt.

A weak woman can make a man feel pity, but a strong woman can easily evoke a man's desire to conquer. This is the difference between the two.

The party continued very quickly. Yun Xi walked between the guests with a wine tray. Liang Xiuqin stood in the crowd with Yun Ziling, and worked hard to identify which one was Jiang Erhu’s aunt and which was what they wanted today. The son of a golden turtle.