When should we wait?

The smile on Wen Jianmin's face couldn't hang, and he felt embarrassed.

Lu youyou added: "it's especially unfair. After divorcing our Qiao Qiao's mother, we never paid for it in more than ten years. In the middle of the year, in order to get 2 million yuan to cure his brothers, uncle Wen specially asked Xu Lu to bring us Qiao Qiao a document and signed a letter of guarantee to get rid of the relationship."

Wen Jianmin took out a handkerchief, kept rubbing the sweat on his forehead and gritted his teeth secretly. He knew that the girl would not care about his face.

It's not sensible at all. After all, they are a family. If they make such a joke in front of Fu Shao, does her face have luster?

Don't you fear that Fu Shao thinks that she must report her revenge? Do you know the reason why you have to forgive others?

When he looked up, young master Fu was looking at him all the time. The cold light in his eyes made him feel like a thorn in his back.

"There are some misunderstandings in this process. Recently, I have begun to reflect on my own actions. Some of them tried to make up for their mother and son. After all, every family has its own difficult Scripture to read. Mr. Fu should understand this truth, don't you?"

Xu Lu stood behind, can only watch uncle Wen kowtow to Wenqiao's boyfriend Fu Nanli.

Power is really a good thing, and wenjo's face is a villain, and he looks really dazzling.

Wenqiao wore a black swan gauze skirt, which made her delicate and delicate. Fu Shao, who was beside her, was tall and handsome. She was a pair of beautiful women, which made her heart sour.

On one side, several guests came forward with tall glasses in their hands, and relieved the tense atmosphere: "Mr. Wen, who are these people?"

Wen Jianmin even said: "it's the young master of Zhonghuan group, Fu Nanli."

Almost all the people present were shocked. It is almost impossible for people of this kind of circle to go up to a higher level and integrate into the rich circle at the top of the pyramid.

The young master of the Fu family on the top of the tower actually came to their social circle.

It's unbelievable!

Xu Lu watched the so-called genteel businessmen, rich and famous ladies in the so-called upper class society, scrambling to shake hands with Fu Nanli for a group photo.

The highlight of the evening was wenjo.

Those celebrities looked at her with envy.

However, she was completely reduced to the background board, and no one paid attention to her.

What annoyed her most was whether she had proposed to invite wenjo to attend the proposal. She was livid with anger, clenched her fist, and stood in an unobserved corner, sulking.

Zhao Tong was delayed because of something. He came the latest. When he arrived in a hurry, he saw Fu Nanli and Wenqiao. He was startled and pulled Xu Lu to the corner of the side hall.

"What's the matter? Why are they here? "

Xu Lu's eyes flushed: "I really don't know why Wenqiao hates me so much. It's obviously my celebration party, but she takes Fu Nan Li to steal my show."

When it comes to the back, it is weeping.

Zhao Tong clenched his teeth: "she is really cheap. Uncle Wen treats you well. It's not your fault. Why does she always aim at you and retaliate against you? You wait. One day, Fu Shao will see her true purpose. This kind of villain can't be long."

Through the frosted sliding door, wenjo leaned against the arms of Fu Nanli in the main hall, with a dazzling smile.