It was a pink bunny costume, and even though she was pregnant, it did not affect Song Ci's sexiness at all.
Song Ci stood at the door of the cloakroom, posing like a coquettish slut, winked at Han Zhan, and said coquettishly, "Brother, the night is short, don't waste it."
Han Zhan stared at the pink bunny ears on her head, and then at the furry little tail behind her waist. Suddenly, his hands, his heart, and everything else felt itchy.
He suppressed his laughter and strode over to pick up Song Ci, put her on the bed, and touched her rabbit ears. Han Zhan asked curiously, "Where did you buy this weird thing?"
Song Ci told him, "Huanyan had nothing better to do, so she founded an online shopping mall called Global Connect, where she sells her own sexy outfits. Business is booming. She's now making over 10 million yuan in net profit per month. Isn't that amazing?"
Su Huanyan studied fashion design. After reconciling with Cecilio, she picked up her major again and became a designer. However, she was not a fashion designer, but a designer of lingerie.
She is now very famous in Europe and the United States. Every piece of clothing she designs is a best-seller and sold out.
Han Zhan couldn't help but ask, "What's the name of the website?" He had to save it and buy more in the future.
Song Ci pretended to be embarrassed and grabbed Han Zhan's chest, then said in a thin and pretentious voice: "You are so bad, I won't tell you."
"What are you pretending for!" Han Zhan directly blocked Song Ci's mouth, and bent his waist to cater to Song Ci, carefully avoiding her belly...
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Before Jiang Zhen left, he had told Han Wangwang to attend the Jiang and Sheng families' engagement banquet today, saying it was a great event and she couldn't miss it. So Han Wangwang had taken the day off yesterday and planned to attend the banquet today.
Because she had no idea what Jiang Zhen was planning to do at the engagement party, Han Wangwang was worried after getting up. She couldn't concentrate when putting on makeup and couldn't draw her eyeliner properly.
In the end, she simply took off her makeup and went directly to a styling studio with her cosmetics, and asked a professional makeup artist to put on her makeup.
She arrived at the hotel reluctantly, and seeing that other guests were driving luxury cars like Porsches and Bentleys, she was too embarrassed to ask the doorman to help her park, so she drove into the underground garage herself.
Han Wangwang parked the car and sat in it to text Jiang Zhen.
Han Wangwang: [Baby, where are you? Have you returned to Wangdong?] Seeing she couldn't get out, Han Wangwang realized there were no messages from the underground garage. She stuffed her phone into her bag, carried it to the elevator, and took the elevator to the sixth floor.
Jetta International Hotel is a property under Han Zhan's name. Nowadays, the truly wealthy people in Wangdong City are willing to hold various banquets here.
The Jiang family's engagement banquet was held on the fifth floor of the hotel. The elevator stopped at the first floor, and Han Wangwang silently stepped back, watching the other guests enter.
Most of the people who came to attend the engagement party today were relatives and friends of the Jiang and Sheng families, and there were also some gentlemen and ladies from wealthy families who were on good terms with the upper class.
All the guests were dressed elegantly and luxuriously, and the elevator was instantly filled with the scent of various high-end perfumes.
Han Wangwang tried his best to reduce his presence.
The elevator stopped on the fifth floor. Han Wangwang and everyone else got out of the elevator before he walked out.
She was wearing an orange-red pearl halter dress today, her black curly hair was tied into a lazy bun, and she had a white pearl hairpin on her head that was the same color as the halter dress.
She was carrying a small handmade pearl handbag and wearing a pair of light-colored low-heeled sandals. Walking in the banquet hall filled with elegant women, she looked elegant and charming.
“Wangwang!”
Suddenly, Han Wangwang heard Song Ci's voice.
She thought she had heard wrongly.
"Wangwang! Over here!" The voice sounded again.
Han Wangwang looked back in surprise and saw Song Ci and Nan Yanyan standing next to a big table. The two sisters-in-law were sharing a plate of delicious matcha cake.
"Little cousin!"
Han Wangwang couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes.
She ran towards Song Ci and Nan Yanyan with her bag in hand.
Today, Song Ci wore a goose-yellow, high-waisted, strapless lace dress. The high-waist design perfectly concealed her already visibly pregnant belly. She had her curly hair tied into a low ponytail and wore no jewelry, save for a pair of simple pearl necklaces.
At 20, Song Ci is a wild rose in bud, waiting to bloom. At 25, Song Ci is a red rose in full bloom, revealing its beautiful appearance.
No matter where you go, it will be sunny.
Next to her, Nan Yanyan, who was also tall, wore a white round-neck T-shirt with a pumpkin-colored silk knee-length skirt with a wide belt. She wore high heels and looked taller than Song Ci who was wearing flat shoes.
Han Wangwang stood in front of the two beauties and called out sweetly, "Auntie, Aunt Yanyan."
Nan Yanyan put down her fork and said to Han Wangwang, "Are you here alone? Where is Jiang Bi?" At Nan Yanyan and Arang's wedding, Jiang Zhen and Han Wangwang were the girls welcoming the bride. Nan Yanyan had a deep impression of Jiang Bi.
These two people are as close as brothers, so Nan Yanyan felt strange that she didn't see Jiang Zhen at the scene today.
Song Ci said: "The Jiang family is the host today, Jiang Bi may be busy."
Han Wangwang looked at Song Ci, wanting to say something, but he hesitated because there were so many people around. Seeing Han Rang wandering around the beverage area, Han Wangwang asked Song Ci, "I saw Uncle Arang, but why didn't I see my cousin?"
"Your uncle is at work today."
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