Fast Transmigration Heroine God Can't Escape

Chapter 545

Gu Ling looked at the blurred light and shadow between the cups and cups in front of her, and knew that there was no free lunch—cross out—dinner in this world.

Whether it's Tiffany's breakfast or the soy milk fritters that are sold from morning to night at the street corner.

On the way home, Fan Chen went round and round and brought her to a commercial street, where he stuffed her into luxury stores without saying a word.

After the gold plating was finished, Gu Ling felt that all she was wearing was moving RMB.

Bare legs shivered in the cold wind, and the sound of high heels slapping seemed to tell the passers-by around, come and grab me, I have money.

Gu Ling knew that she was a petty bourgeois with special ideas, but she really couldn't control her urge to resell those extra jewelry in Fan Chen's hands to others.

She doesn't wear it, so she buys it and keeps it at home to attract thieves or show off her wealth?
However, these two causes and consequences, the result of showing off wealth is still recruiting thieves.

Gu Ling didn't think about it anymore, because Fan Chen said: "These jewelry will be donated to auction in your name later."

Well, she was so naive as to think that he had doted on her so much that he would not even blink his eyes when he wasted money.

"What auction?" she asked.

While backing the car out of the parking space, Fan Chen said, "Don't worry about it, the main thing is to use this platform to push you out."

Gu Ling wondered if he thought she was a new baby on Taobao, and she also launched...

She suddenly remembered something, and asked again: "Tell everyone about our marriage contract?"

He nodded, with a look of course.

Looking out from the dim car window, a ray of red glow in the sky has become a bit like the cannon fodder supporting role in a martial arts drama who was plotted against, unfortunately stained with poisonous purple lips.

Gu Ling licked her lips unconsciously, the sweet taste of the lip gloss stimulated the taste buds on the tip of her tongue.

Fan Chen gave a rare comforting sentence: "Don't be nervous."

However, Gu Ling has attended many dinner parties, but she has never seen this kind of "charity dinner". Faced with the first unknown feeling, it would be a lie to say that she is not nervous.

Of course, Gu Ling's original idea was that the people attending this dinner were all celebrities in the city, and most of them were beauties and kind-hearted wives.

Otherwise, Fan Chen wouldn't have bought so many jewelry auctions, would he?

But this time she only guessed half right. The people who came were all middle-aged bosses who were potbellied and a little bald, and the female companions beside her were basically the same age as her own daughter.

But in the intimate gestures, it can be seen everywhere that it is not a father-daughter relationship.

Fan Chen motioned her to hold his wrist, and politely picked out a few people who looked more stable to say hello, and exchanged a few pleasantries.

He noticed that she had been staring at his female companion non-stop, reached out and grabbed her chin, and pretended to straighten her slightly messy sideburns.

He whispered in her ear, "Don't stare at other people's mistresses, it's impolite."

Gu Ling nodded, then shook her head, feeling that she was a little self-inflicted, but Fan Chen's reminder clearly answered the doubts in her heart.

She turned around and saw a fat middle-aged man who seemed to be dripping with oil, and his female companion who was in stark contrast to his own figure.

Fan Chen seemed to have seen someone, bowed his head and said to her, "You just stay around here and don't wander around. I'll go and say hello and I'll be right back."

Gu Ling nodded absent-mindedly, noticing that the greasy middle-aged uncle was holding his female companion's hand up and down dishonestly, she frowned slightly unconsciously.

When the girl turned her face away, her stomach rolled again.

Isn't this her roommate with black silk?
The girl in stockings is still wearing a pair of black stockings today, and the tight miniskirt highlights her proud curves to the extreme.

She noticed Yi Wan alone, smiled contemptuously at the corner of her mouth, then lowered her head slightly and said something in the ear of the uncle who was half a head shorter than her.

Gu Ling saw the uncle pinching the waist of the girl in stockings, who smiled coquettishly and punched him on the chest, then walked towards her.

For a moment, she didn't know whether she should take a sip of the grape juice she used to hold the red wine in her hand, and pretended not to care.

The girl in stockings walked up to her: "Oh, you're actually here too?"

Gu Ling chuckled: "Yes, what a coincidence."

The girl in stockings snorted coldly: "What? I was brought by the boss, where is your male companion? Too old to come out to meet people?"

Surprised by her imagination and inexplicable sense of superiority, Gu Ling glanced over her shoulder at the uncle who was flirting with her, and tried hard to recall Fan Chen's handsome face, but she resisted the urge to retch.

(End of this chapter)