Mr. Fu Chased His Wife and Overturned Again

Melodious music sounded on the banquet hall, and Pei Qin led Li Xiuqin into the center of the dance floor.

Pei Moxue stared at Lu Wanchu with a bad look, and walked in the direction of Wang Yijia with a cold snort.

Pei Lin put his hands in his pockets, glanced at the two sisters, and walked in the direction of Bai Jincheng.

In the distance, it seems that Bai Jincheng's slapstick can be heard.

"Sister, I'm hungry."

Lu Qianle covered her belly, leaned into Lu Wanchu's ear, and whispered embarrassedly.

"Come on, go get something to eat."

Lu Wanchu looked away from the center of the dance floor and landed somewhere inadvertently, not daring to meet a certain line of sight, grabbed Lu Qianle's hand and walked towards the buffet.

Several slender figures stood together, and many girls around were watching secretly, but they did not dare to step forward at will.

"Fu Yixing, are you here today for Lu Wanchu?"

Lan Tingsheng was holding a glass of red wine in his hand, wearing a blue suit made him look more unrestrained, his peach blossom eyes swept away at will, causing the women around him to scream repressedly.

Fu Yixing was tall and sturdy, his slender fingers also held a glass of red wine, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes were withdrawn from a slender figure.

She was so beautiful today that he almost couldn't take his eyes off her.

Jiang Yucheng raised his lips lightly and sneered, "Is this even a question?"

If it wasn't for Lu Wanchu, how could Fu Yixing come to such a boring party? Even the banquet of Pei Qin, the head of the Pei family, was not enough for Fu Yixing to come in person.

On the other side of the banquet, Lu Wanxin, who was surrounded by the crowd, fell obsessively on Fu Yixing, holding the champagne in one hand and tightening the skirt of the evening dress with the other.

She wanted to come forward and have a word with him, but she was afraid of making him unhappy.

Why does he want to shake hands with the mother of that woman Lu Wanchu, how is that woman worthy?

"Wanxin, what's wrong?"

Jiang Yucheng's sister Jiang Lingshun looked in the direction of Lu Wanxin, and her eyes fell on her brother Jiang Yucheng, "Are you looking at my brother?"

"No, it's just a random look."

Lu Wanxin smiled softly and looked away.

She did not dare to admit her feelings in front of Jiang Ling and others, for fear of being ridiculed and laughed at.

"A Ling, your brother is so handsome!"

A young lady chased after Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling raised his arrogant little head, "Of course, my brother is of course handsome."

"Can you introduce President Jiang to meet us?"

Another daughter said boldly.

Jiang Ling snorted and looked at several people, "No."

How could her brother be worthy of these people?

The girls smiled awkwardly, and did not dare to say anything else.

Pei Moxue stood aside, sulking, her delicate little face was clearly unhappy.

Wang Yijia walked to Pei Moxue with a drink, "Okay, don't be angry anymore, it's not worth it for this kind of person, isn't it?"

"I know, I just can't get used to it."

Pei Moxue took the drink from Wang Yijia's hand and once again refused the daughter who wanted to talk to her.

She can't be in the mood to chat with people now, if she can, she can't wait to stay in the room.

This banquet, she felt very dazzling.

"Since I don't like it, why don't I find someone to teach them a lesson?"

When Wang Yijia's eyes fell on the two figures in front of the buffet, she sneered.

Pei Moxue paused while holding the drink cup, "Lessons? No, if something goes wrong, my dad must beat me to death."