Chapter 67

Lu Xiaoya, Lin Yuenan and Feng Qing were chatting while Zhang Yiheng appeared at this time and came late.

He was still a very coquettish debut, dressed in a coquettish pink casual suit, made a hanging and frying shape with styling cream, and walked to the three people with cool steps.

He looked at Lu Xiaoya, looking at her with her own jade hanging around her neck. He was at peace. He pulled Lu Xiaoya's tail ring strung on his chest as a necklace, said hello and disappeared into the crowd.

Lu Xiaoya looked at Zhang Yiheng's cold performance and felt a little bitter in her heart. But that's good. It's a good thing for him to keep a distance from himself. At least, he will not have too much involvement with himself. At least, he will not involve him again.

When Lin Yuenan and Feng Qing see Zhang Yiheng coming, they accuse Lu Xiaoya and chase Zhang Yiheng. They were still thinking about Zhang Yiheng's going to the army, which they had just learned. It would not be easy to wait for people. Naturally, they hurried to follow up.

Unfortunately, Lu Xiaoya saw Liu Mengru and Lu Yihuan when she was alone. She didn't expect to see these two people at Zhangjia's party. It's all pervasive.

The grade of the Liu family is far lower than that of Zhang Jia. How can Liu Mengru be invited?

People in the circle know that Lu Yihuan is just an adopted daughter. There is a name of the second miss of the Lu family. It is impossible for Zhang Jia to invite her.

When she looked at them, Liu Mengru and Lu Yihuan also saw Lu Xiaoya.

After the distance was closer, Liu Mengru's face obviously changed after determining that it was Lu Xiaoya. Even so, she raised the corner of her mouth and said, "Xiaoya, you also come to the party."

Lu Xiaoya was surprised: "I met you here. Miss Zhang handed you a post?"

Her words made a crack in Liu Mengru's very delicate expression.

Lu Yihuan shouted like a firecracker: "you're all here. Why can't we come? It's just a steamed stuffed bun. What are you? "

"Oh?" Lu Xiaoya raised her eyebrows. "I'm a steamed stuffed bun. What are you? Are you the eldest miss of the Lu family? "

Lu Yihuan was stabbed to the pain, but he couldn't refute it, but his unwillingness in his eyes was like a burning fire.

Lu Xiaoya approached Lu Yihuan step by step with a smile on her face: "I am the real third generation of the Lu family, the only blood of the Lu family, and the future heir of the Lu family. You are an adopted daughter. You look up to others and don't keep your peace, but you jump up and down here. Once again..." Lu Xiaoya's bright big eyes seem to burst into a bloodthirsty light, "Don't blame me for ignoring your poor position."

Lu Yihuan was choked and out of breath. He could only stare at Lu Xiaoya.

Liu Mengru took Lu Yihuan back one step and looked at Lu Xiaoya with tears: "Xiaoya, how can you treat Yi Huan like this? How can you say she is also your sister!"

Her voice was so high that it immediately attracted people around who didn't know the truth.

Lu Xiaoya shook the grape juice in her hand very gracefully and said jokingly, "what do I do with her and what does it have to do with you? It's your turn to teach my sister how to be a man?"

In a few simple words, Liu Mengru's words that overturned right and wrong were completely returned.

The discord between the orthodox eldest miss of the Lu family and her adopted daughter has long been well known in the circle. All aristocratic families are the same. How can we tolerate the real lady being bullied by her adopted daughter.

"I... you... Said too..." Liu Mengru looked around wrongfully.

At this time, Qin Mufeng, who was talking with people not far away, came over: "so you are here."

Qin Mufeng was born with a noble aristocratic temperament. He was gentle but sharp, and his eyes were clear but sharp.

Watching Qin Shao come to rescue, Lu Xiaoya's eyes flashed a light: "it's the Qin family who brought you." A funny smile hung around his mouth, like a little fox.

Qin Mufeng listened to her words and couldn't help frowning: "are you?"

Lu Yihuan slowed down and immediately picked up Qin Mufeng: "brother Qin, this is Lu Xiaoya, who lost all her money to the media. My cheap sister, she is so famous that you didn't notice."

Qin Mufeng felt his nose awkwardly: "Miss Lu, I've heard a lot about you."

"Don't dare, Qin Shao." Lu Xiaoya answered lightly. As soon as she saw him, she couldn't help thinking of the man who drained all her value.

"I took Mengru and Yihuan to meet some friends and lost first." Qin Mufeng said politely.

"Help yourself." Lu Xiaoya waved her hands indifferently.

Qin Mufeng took Liu Mengru and they left.

Looking at their leaving backs, the temperature in Lu Xiaoya's eyes is getting lower and lower. The two people come together. Maybe there will be some moths again.

She was alert with all her heart.