"Wait, why aren't they using invitations?!" a sharp voice rang out.
Jiang Yunzhi and Lin Xiaoyu turned around. Oh, it was Jiang Lulu questioning the receptionist.
Beside her was Jiang Ceheng, who looked pale and sickly.
Upon seeing Jiang Yunzhi, Jiang Ceheng's nostrils practically spit fire.
Jiang Yunzhi, that bad girl, used pepper spray to blind the beer-bellied man, which led him to accidentally get entangled with her.
Now, things are even more complicated.
Everyone assumed the beer belly was his new boyfriend and suspected he had vision problems, and those damn gay guys kept harassing him.
Jiang Ceheng had no choice but to secretly send his father's WeChat contact information, "This is my dad. He's very interested in all of you. Please, give my dad a gay connection!"
The news disappeared without a trace.
0 people responded.
Jiang Ceheng: His father really has no market.
...
The receptionist said, "Miss, this is Yan family property, and no one has the right to drive away any members of the Yan family."
"Besides, Mr. Yan is a VIP guest of the event organizers and is specially invited to attend. He doesn't need an invitation and can bring whoever he wants."
"Naturally, as Mr. Yan's partner, Mrs. Yan enjoys the same rights."
Half of the guests at the party were there to run into Yan Wenjing. If Yan Wenjing didn't attend, the young masters and ladies from other top wealthy families, such as the Li family and the Lu family, wouldn't come either.
The prestige of the cocktail party was greatly diminished.
Jiang Lulu's expression was even worse than if she couldn't poop.
She pestered Han Zhaohui for a whole week before she finally got two invitation letters!
Jiang Yunzhi didn't have to do anything; she just entered by scanning her face.
Damn it, she got away with it.
Feeling ashamed, Jiang Ceheng pulled Jiang Lulu inside.
"Let's go find my brother!" Lin Xiaoyu's eyes lit up.
Zhou Ranxing is the heir of the Zhou family. If he doesn't work in the entertainment industry, he will go back to inherit the family business. However, he keeps a low profile and only those in high society know his true identity.
In the crowd, a man with beautiful pink hair, silver-rimmed glasses, and a sapphire earring in his right ear, wore a relaxed light blue shirt and black pants.
With one hand in his pocket and the other holding a champagne glass, he exudes a casual yet sophisticated charm, both alluring and seductive.
Some people are born to be idols; they attract countless eyes just by standing there.
"Teacher Zhou, I'm your fan, I like you so much!"
"I saw your concert last time, it was amazing!"
"Oh, I also bought the men's high-waisted pure cotton underwear that you endorse. It's comfortable and easy to wear without feeling tight at all."
As soon as Lin Xiaoyu opened her mouth, the surroundings fell silent.
Jiang Yunzhi: "..." Girl, this isn't a no-man's land!
Zhou Ranxing's languid demeanor shattered completely: "..."
Fortunately, he had excellent control over his expression and quickly regained his composure, saying, "High waist?"
"I wore low-rise clothes when I shot the advertisement."
Jiang Yunzhi pinched her philtrum, not really wanting to get into the topic of high-waisted and low-waisted men's underwear.
Lin Xiaoyu pulled her back, "It's really comfortable to wear, it's huge, even men won't feel tight in it."
Jiang Yunzhi paused slightly, then turned back, asking, "Isn't it a bit awkward?"
Something yellow flashed through my mind.
He lowered his voice and said, "Send me the sign."
The big shot might need it!
Hearing their conversation, Zhou Ranxing almost lost control of her expression.
No, the words may be crude, but the principle is sound, but this is just too crude!
Why would two girls be concerned about whether it will cause vaginal tightness?
Is that correct?
Lin Xiaoyu ended the conversation by asking, "Teacher Zhou, could I have your autograph?"
Zhou Ranxing had been waiting for these words for a long time, and smiled slightly, "Of course."
He signed Lin Xiaoyu's phone case, and seeing that Jiang Yunzhi's phone was facing away from him, it was clear he wanted it.
And then he thoughtfully signed it on top, in a flamboyant and elegant style.
Jiang Yunzhi: ?
Uh, okay.
Since we're already here, let's get an autograph, so we won't have come for nothing.
After receiving their autographs, the two of them returned to their private booth like two happy butterflies.
Yan Wenjing's gaze swept over Jiang Yunzhi's phone case without his noticing, and he subtly pressed down the corner of his lips.
Noticing the boss's gaze, Jiang Yunzhi looked down at her phone case.
Zhou Ranxing's signature.
Could it be that a big shot wants it too?
But there's only one of her! I should have asked for more autographs!
If the big shot really wants it, we can give it to him.
Li Qinghe handed the cocktail to Lin Xiaoyu.
Lin Xiaoyu: "Thank you."
Lu Ziming suggested playing a finger-folding game. Everyone present would hold up five fingers and say something they had experienced or possessed. Those who didn't have anything to say would bend one finger.
If you bend all five fingers, you lose. If you lose, the boy drinks a glass of whiskey, and the girl drinks half a glass.
Someone said, "I can do 100 standard push-ups in a row."
Grass!
That's incredible.
Except for Yan Wenjing and Li Qinghe, everyone else had a broken finger.
Another person said, "I have received at least 50 love letters."
Jiang Yunzhi bent her finger and then saw that Yan Wenjing was still standing firm.
Hmm? Even the big shot received a lot of love letters?
Lu Ziming: "Brother Yan is really something else. He was the most handsome boy in kindergarten, and the most handsome boy in junior high, high school and university. Of course he received so many love letters that he couldn't handle them."
Really? They're really popular!
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