The capacity is hard to describe how I feel every time I see Xu Haiqi.

This feeling is quite complicated and cannot be generalized as good or bad.

Even Lianhe's tangled feelings when facing He Yi and Muli are different.

At least, she can tell that she has pure trust and gratitude for Muli.

For He Yi, like is like, but it's just like for good buddies and friends.

It's not like Xu Haiqi.

She didn't know how she felt about him...

Does she hate him? No, at least she didn't feel any disgust in her heart for him.

But, does she like him?

No, every time she comes into close contact with him, she will feel like she wants to escape.

She said she didn't like or hate it, but she was not innocent.

If she had to describe it, it was a... solidified feeling.

When she confronted him, she felt that everything about herself was frozen, as if she had stopped moving forward as a living body.

The blood calmed down, the nerves in the brain were disconnected, and even the muscles on the fingers lost their strength.

To sum it up in one sentence, that is-the whole world is still.

If she is not an atheist, then she must have no hesitation in doubting that Xu Haiqi possesses superpowers.

Just as she sees him now, although she is still far away, she can feel that the air around him is stagnant.

The noise of the noise and the smell of champagne floated in mid-air, isolated from her.

She became nervous inexplicably.

Mommy hadn't said that Xu Haiqi would come over.

She only said that Grandpa didn't want to be busy recently and wanted to hold a banquet, and invited all the relatives near and far to come to gather together.

Xu Haiqi is a relative, there is no problem with this, although it is a bit farther away.

She looked at him, and he was looking at her too.

He wore a dark blue dress, which looked like black when his eyes were dazzling, but when the lamp shade was on, he could knock out the blue background, giving him a sense of inherent distance, and coating him with a layer of calm and elegance.

The orange cocktail condensed into amber at his fingertips, and the jewel-like wine light reflected in his eyes, and there was an inexplicable heart palpitation.

If he looked at her a little longer, he swore that he would be soft enough to lean on others.

Fortunately, he quickly looked away.

The air circulated again, and the loud voice in the hall resumed.

The capacity is actually thinking about it. Fortunately, his expression is very ordinary, even a little cold, and it is more of a kind of indifference between unfamiliar people.

So, she can breathe now.

Someone came to see Rong Xuelong, as if someone from the Jiang family had come.

"I have to say hello," Rong Xuelong patted her back lightly, "Measure, you take your friends to meet relatives at home."

Yes, the Jiang family can be considered relatives, after all, Rong Xuelong and Jiang Chengwei are husband and wife.

Therefore, in fact, family gatherings are already considered to be a feast among the wealthiest married couples.

Ying Xiurui also came here.

Of course it was with Xu Hailian.

Seeing the capacity, their husband and wife walked over hand in hand. After Xu Hailian married Ying Xiurui, she entered a very serious career as a rich man.

She spared no effort to give birth to babies, and has now added four babies to the Ying family.

But probably her genetics are too good. She is still slender and slender. I heard that the Ying family treats her very well, and Ying Xiurui loves her very much.