Zhang Jia.
"This Lu Xiaoya is not a simple female doll." Old man Zhang put down his newspaper and took off his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose.
Zhang Aiguo, Zhang Yiheng's father, nodded in agreement: "this girl, if she doesn't sing, she will become a blockbuster."
"Before, people in the circle may not be willing to accept her from such a background. Now it's better to see who dares to underestimate this Miss Lu family through this matter." There was no lack of appreciation in Mr. Zhang's tone.
"Now heng'er has become much better for her, and I can eat less snacks." Before, Zhang Aiguo was worried about Zhang Yiheng. His hair was almost white.
"I heard from Lin Yuenan that heng'er seems to like that girl very much. I think he has really changed a lot these days. I'll talk to him sometime. " Master Lu said to the old God.
"Dad, it's very nice of you to come forward!" Zhang Aiguo looked at his old father with gratitude.
That night, Lu Xiaoya asked Zhang Yiheng to have dinner with them at yunya Pavilion.
Lu Xiaoya was very happy today: "you can order whatever you want. Don't be polite to me."
Then she took the lead in ordering some of the signature dishes here.
Then he passed the menu down.
"Then I'll have to eat." Yun Yichen smiled, but he ordered seven or eight dishes mercilessly.
Lin Yuenan coaxed: "Xiaoya is a little rich woman now. Let's eat hard and strive to eat poor Xiaoya." Then he ordered several bottles of expensive red wine and three bottles of Maotai.
Zhang Yiheng said with a painful look on his face, "take it easy. Xiao Ya is not a wronged big head... Again... It's shameful to waste so much food!"
"Brother, the money giver hasn't said anything yet. What's the pain in your flesh there," Zhang Yijiao looked at her stupid and cute brother with a joking face. "You're the most shameless waste here. When did you change your sex? Why don't I know?"
"Losers," Zhang Yiheng mercilessly poked his sister, "I think I have to ask the old man to tell you about the extraordinary years during the Anti Japanese war."
One side of Feng Qing deliberately said solemnly, "it's not easy for xiaohengzi to save money for Xiaoya in such a roundabout way. Don't hit him."
Zhang Yiheng's whole face turned red in an instant. He rushed over and shouted, "nonsense!"
Feng Qing turned and avoided Zhang Yiheng's bear attack.
Here, Zhang Yijiao and Lu Xiaoya had a very happy chat.
Zhang Yijiao took out her mobile phone and showed it to Lu Xiaoya: "look at these on the microblog. It was made by that fool of my brother."
Lu Xiaoya took over her mobile phone and turned it over. She saw dozens of microblogs scolding Angelica dahurica and Lu Yihuan, and some even released the original videos in coco.
"This video is really coincidental. The passer-by a who was watching at the beginning made great contributions." Zhang Yijiao said with a smile.
"This time, I'm afraid she'll lose her face in the circle." Lu Xiaoya also smiled and was very grateful to Zhang Yiheng.
"In fact, the most annoying thing in the ladies' circle is Xiao San Fuzheng. For so many years, in fact, Angelica dahurica has not been able to step into the real upper class circle. "
Hearing Zhang Yijiao's words, Lu Xiaoya understood where the resentment of Angelica dahurica towards her mother came from. What if she became Mrs. Lu? She would always live in the shadow of her dead mother, always carry the reputation of Xiao San, and the circle would not accept her. For Angelica dahurica, who loves face as life, such treatment would be better to kill her.
"By the way, Xiaoya, I'm going to have a small party in half a month. Come too." Zhang Yijiao's words interrupted Lu Xiaoya's thoughts.
"Eh, isn't your birthday over?" Lu Xiaoya is a little curious.
"Didn't you make such a mess on your last birthday? My mother said to have a small party and have a good time." Zhang Yijiao explained.
"OK, I will go." Lu Xiaoya readily agreed.
When we chat and fart, the dishes have come up.
Lu Xiaoya poured wine for everyone one by one, and finally raised her glass: "don't talk much, everything is in the wine."
Then he drank it.
Yun Yichen said with a smile, "what we've done is trivial. It's Feng Qing. You have to give him a toast."
Feng Qing quickly waved his hand: "these days, people who are a little famous have suffered from media prying into privacy and damaging their reputation. This time it's just a wall falling down and people pushing. It's nothing for me. "
"Thank you anyway!" Lu Xiaoya took up her glass and took another sip.
Lu Xiaoya saluted everyone one by one. When it was Zhang Yijiao's turn, she didn't let her drink again: "Xiaoya, if you really want to repay me, please help me ask old ye for a pair of words." Zhang Yijiao looked at Lu Xiaoya very seriously and said.
One side of Yun Yichen covered his stomach and smiled: "old Ye is her childhood idol. Now she knows you. She wants to hold the rhythm of her thighs."
Being teased by Yun Yichen, Zhang Yijiao's eyes were bright instead of becoming angry: "yes, Xiaoya, give me your thigh and let me get close to my idol."
Before waiting for Lu Xiaoya to say anything, Yun Yichen picked it up again: "come on, Xiaoya is a girl, her thighs are thin, my thighs are thick, come and hold her!"