Chapter 853

And all dressed up.

The inspectors at the door were just checking the invitation, but they didn't check whether they were carrying dangerous goods.

They don't think anything can happen to a party.

Su Yan hands over the invitation and enters the venue of the winery.

The gate opens.

Melodious music resounded throughout the venue.

The ground made of marble collides with high-heeled shoes and makes a crisp sound.

The crystal light on the top of the head lights up the huge meeting place.

In the middle is a dance floor.

A man and a woman are waltzing around the place.

On both sides are towers of champagne and red wine, as well as some delicate cakes and snacks.

With exquisite luxury everywhere.

high perfumes permeate the air.

In this conference hall, even the bows on the waiter's body are all full of workers.

Every hair is luxurious.

Su Yan walked into the meeting hall and swept her eyes.

I didn't see Feng Rong.

She went down the steps to the long white table.

I was supposed to carry champagne, just thinking about my own quantity.

Silently moved to the side, took up a glass of juice.

Find a place to sit down and watch the people come and go.

There is no doubt that Su Yan looks very good.

She was wearing a slit dress with long legs looming. She looked like this in the flowing light and matched with such a figure.

There is no shortage of people who come forward to chat up.

This is not, after a while, I heard someone come to her, pretending to inadvertently carry the champagne in front of her.

"May I invite this beautiful woman to dance?"

Su Yan took a sip of orange juice,

"I'm waiting for someone."

What kind of person can bear to let you wait for him here

While talking, Su Yan heard a sneer from a corner.

She was being stared at.

She turned to look.

At a glance I saw the man sitting on the corner sofa.

A black suit, a glass of champagne in hand, was shaking.

So a delicate and beautiful face, but the eyes are mixed black with violence.

It's Fengrong.

He looked at Su Yan with a smile on his lips.

Su Yan blinked and found the man.

Stand up, do not care about the next chat up people, but toward Fengrong walk.

She said nothing.

Just sitting next to Feng Rong.

Drink the orange juice in your hand.

Ten minutes later.

A click.

Feng Rong put the champagne on the table.

With one hand on his forehead, he glanced at Suyan. "Is it me or my father who is waiting for my stepmother?"

With that, he had already begun to approach Su Yan.

Su Yan bit the straw,

"do you hear that?"

Feng Rong reached out, holding Su Yan's chin,

"it's not a shameful thing. When I heard that my little stepmother didn't mind, she was a family."

Speaking of the last sentence, Feng Rong's smile is stronger.

Sarcasm means more.

Obviously, it's a provocative action, but when he holds her chin, his hands are really heavy.

"You don't think of me as a family."

How could a family leave her in the countryside?

She looked up at Feng Rong.

I always think this man is too violent.

Even so, it's easy to look protective.

He couldn't contain the violence in his heart.

She took it out of her bag.

Touch a piece of strawberry milk sugar.

Peel off.

Feng Rong is smiling, close to Su Yan, and is opening her mouth to say something.