Chapter 1897

When Dongfang Wanqing came to the banquet, she always stood by Murong Jiancheng and didn't want to leave. She knew that Murong Jiancheng was a symbol of identity and status, which could protect her glory and peace all her life.

A few dignitaries came and talked with Murong Jiancheng attentively. Several dignitaries looked at Dongfang Wanqing with great respect and even flattery.

Dongfang Wanqing took a glass of red wine and looked up at Bei YUEWU and Jun Xiqing at the other end.

Beiyue dance also looked here. With an unspeakable elegance and Victor attitude, Dongfang Wanqing raised the red wine glass in her hand to Beiyue dance, and then took a sip.

This can make Bei Yue dance angry, "this white lotus, she's provoking me. I'll tear her up now."

Murong Jiancheng was originally her husband, but she has always been a safe haven for Dongfang Wanqing. Even at her birthday party, Dongfang Wanqing dared to be so arrogant. How can Beiyue dance bear it?

Jun Xiqing grabbed Bei Yue's sleeve, "aunt, don't get excited. Be careful to put on the white lotus."

Beiyue dance is a child of the Jianghu. She is frank and free and easy. Twenty six years ago, she met the big white lotus of Dongfang Wanqing and Murong Jiancheng's wood that doesn't know the wind, flowers, snow and moon. Beiyue dance suffered a lot.

Bei YUEWU held Jun Xiqing's small hand and said with a charming smile, "don't worry, Qingqing, I won't be impulsive anymore. Let's go."

Bei YUEWU took Jun Xiqing to Murong Jiancheng.

"Head Zhou, head Yang, long time no see." Bei YUEWU greeted the dignitaries.

"Mrs. shellfish, it's been a long time. We grow old year after year. Mrs. shellfish is particularly treated by the years. It's still the charming style of the year. Sure enough, the years are merciful to the beauty."

Murong Jiancheng stood tall and straight, wearing a black coat, which is the handsome and deep that a man of nearly 50 years old should have, as well as the sharp dignity that a man steeped in power should have.

He looked up and his eyes fell on Beiyue dance.

Today, Bei Yue danced in a dark blue cheongsam with silk material and long hair. A pair of talking eyes, such as a girl's concave convex and exquisite figure, are mixed with the charming style that a young woman should have. Every frown and smile are soft and enchanting.

Bei Yue smiled at the two dignitaries with exquisite laughter, "you flatter me."

Murong Jiancheng frowned at Ying Mei, with a slight displeasure and a deeper frown.

She still likes to show off, just like she used to.

At this time, Bei Yue danced her side eyes and saw Murong Jiancheng. She quickly came over and affectionately held his healthy arm, "husband."

Murong Jiancheng was stunned and looked down at her beautiful face. What trick did she play?

Bei YUEWU looked at Dongfang Wanqing. "It turns out that Aunt Wanqing is also here. Aunt Wanqing is not young. She is almost fifty. Head Zhou and head Yang, introduce more of your friends to Aunt Wanqing. Aunt Wanqing will always follow my husband. People who don't know still think aunt Wanqing likes my husband."

Dongfang Wanqing quickly pinched her fingernails into the palm of her hand.

The dignitaries looked at each other. This is the face of the main room beating the fox spirit. It's so loud.

"OK, we will introduce more if we have a chance."

"Thank you first, aunt Wanqing. My husband and I will leave first."

Beiyue danced away with Murong Jiancheng's healthy arm.

Dongfang Wanqing was frozen in place and hated her teeth. She drank a glass of red wine and went upstairs.

……

Murong Jiancheng looked at Bei Yue dance around him. For so many years, she rarely gave him a good face, and his tone was softer, "you..."

Beiyue dance stopped and quickly released him, "Murong Jiancheng, you said to take me back to apply for a divorce certificate. Why didn't you hear anything?"

Murong Jiancheng's handsome outline quickly cooled down.

She acted on him just now.

She's been acting, but he's in the play.

"At eight o'clock tomorrow morning, we will sign a divorce." Murong Jiancheng left a word and turned away directly.

Bei YUEWU looked at his tall and straight back.

"Aunt," then Jun Xiqing came over. She blinked playfully with a slender feather Jie and smiled with curved eyebrows, "the Lord of Murong is a piece of wood. Aunt, you know he eats soft and doesn't eat hard. Although President Lu was lost in those years, he was angry, but as long as you say soft words, you can do it. Aunt knows men best and how to coax men. How did you make a fool of yourself here?"

Bei YUEWU stretched out his hand and lovingly clicked Jun Xiqing's forehead, "Qing Qing, you're smart."

Jun Xiqing is smiling.

Bei YUEWU sighed, "twenty six years ago, he was with Dongfang Wanqing. He was so dirty that I couldn't tolerate sand in my eyes. Since he betrayed our marriage, I don't want him."

Jun Xiqing's eyes twinkled. Did Mr. Murong and Dongfang Wanqing spend time together?

At this time, as soon as Bei Yue dance looked up, he saw Lu Yeming in front of him.

Lu Yeming copied his hands into his trouser pockets, and his deep Phoenix eyes were falling on Jun Xiqing's small face.

"In a word, there is not a good man in Murong family. Dad's slag is even better. I didn't expect this son to smash the slag out of the sky." Bei YUEWU complained discontentedly.

Slag out of the land and night in the sky, "..."

Mother, what did I do wrong?

Beiyuewu gets angry at the thought that her son has lost such a good girl as Qingqing, and he often has sex with Mu Yanyan, the second of Dongfang Wanqing recently. Beiyuewu doesn't want to see him.

"Qingqing, let's go." Beiyue dance took Jun Xiqing away.

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Upstairs, Dongfang Wanqing went to the bathroom. When she came out, she felt hot all over.

What's going on?

Dongfang Wanqing quickly realized that something was wrong with her. She ran out and wanted to call Murong Jiancheng.

At this time, a dark shadow came out, hugged Dongfang Wanqing and pressed her on the wall.

"Let go of me!"

At this time, with a "pop", a plate fell to the ground, and the maid screamed, "ah!"

"What happened?" A large number of footsteps came here.

Dongfang Wanqing shivered and quickly woke up.

At this time, many people rushed over, the crowd gave way, and Murong Jiancheng's tall and straight body appeared.