In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

Next Monday, five o'clock in the evening.

Inside and outside the Junsheng International Hotel, there are lanterns and colorful decorations, and the festive Northeast red colors can be seen everywhere...

I understand, I know that this is the 28th birthday organized by Junsheng President, Binhai Scorpion Queen Han Jiangxue for herself.

I don’t know, I thought the daughter of a wealthy family was happy to welcome her son-in-law...

A ten-meter-wide and one-hundred-meter-long gold-encrusted red carpet stretches from the hotel entrance to the open parking lot.

Hundreds of reporters were crowded on both sides of the red carpet, ready to go.

This is a red carpet that is more extravagant and luxurious than the entertainment industry.

Tonight's Binhai is destined to be known as Han Jiang's Snow Night.

A motorcade of consecutively numbered Bentleys, like a parade, slowly drove from the downtown area to Junsheng International Hotel.

Han Jiangxue, who was sitting in the first car, was wearing gold and silver. On her slender ring finger, she wore a pebbled diamond ring that shone with low-quality luster. The diamond was so big that she was a bit shy.

Mr. Han is very confident and energetic.

When a rich man like Mr. Han wears fake goods, that is called being diligent and thrifty, and it is a sign of noble moral character.

Mr. Han fiddled with his phone and sent a WeChat message: "Brother Zhang, I'm almost at the hotel. Is your hair done?"

Ding dong.

Brother Zhang quickly replied: "I'm still getting my hair permed, and the girl at the hair salon keeps urging me to apply for a card. I'm mediating with her."

"Then let's do it. Tonight is a big day, so don't be late."

Mr. Han curled his lips and replied.

Why deal with the girl at the hair salon?I guess it's just to see how pretty the girl is, so I'm going to have a little chat with you, right?

"Okay, don't be nagging, I promise to make it to dinner in time."

Zhang Ruoyu replied a message, threw his phone on the table, and said seriously to the little girl who was squeezing his shoulders: "Beauty, stop squeezing down, you are almost squeezing me, I can't apply for a card." ?"

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"Sister Yuan, this guy is working hard and is not happy at all. Talk to him later and ask him to change his bad habits." Han Jiangxue held her snow-white chin and looked at the night scene outside the window.

"Before marrying you, he had no ink marks at all." Yuan said calmly.

Not only is there no ink, he is also decisive and ruthless.

"Is it my fault?" Han Jiangxue curled her lips.

"It's your fault." Yuan said a little resentfully. "Since getting married, he has lost all his charm."

"What kind of charm does a married man need?" Mr. Han criticized seriously.

"Then you are still dressed in such fancy clothes when you get married?" Yuan glanced sideways at Mr. Han, who was dressed up in attendance.

"It's my birthday today, can't I dress up?" Mr. Han argued. "Besides, I'm so beautiful, what can I wear that doesn't look good on me?"

"Shameless." Yuan closed her eyes to rest and was too lazy to pay attention to her.

The fleet of Bentleys rolled into the parking lot and quickly attracted all attention.

The spotlights kept flashing, like welcoming an international superstar.

These media reporters all received Mr. Han's red envelope. Tomorrow morning, every media will have to take out the most beautiful photos as headlines, and they will have to boast that this is a peerless beauty that is rare to see in a thousand years.

Yuan reluctantly gave face to Mr. Han, an old birthday girl, and personally opened the car door for her, and even used her bloody hands to lift Mr. Han's skirt.

After Han Jiangxue got out of the car, her beautiful and sassy face was covered with a faint smile and aloofness, interpreting a snake and scorpion queen who was so beautiful that she could only watch from a distance but not play with. Extreme.

Yuan glanced at Han Jiangxue, who was acting aloof at the other end, and twitched the corners of her lips slightly, wanting to laugh.

This girl is so cute.

While walking on the red carpet, Mr. Han looked radiant and showed off her queenly charm from time to time.

But wherever she looked, she couldn't find the bastard she wanted to see.

I feel somewhat regretful in my heart.

She had invited Zhang Ruoyu to appear on the red carpet last night, but Brother Zhang refused because he was afraid of being shot in the face.

Mr. Han angrily mocked Brother Zhang for being as cowardly as a mouse, but Brother Zhang scolded her for being brainless. If she walks around like this every day, sooner or later she will be shot in the head.When the time comes, stay away and don't splatter yourself with blood.

"Did you drop your wallet?"

Han Jiangxue, who had been stunned for a long time, heard Yuan's indifferent voice in his ears.

"Are you blind? Who would design a pocket for a wallet on such a beautiful dress?" Han Jiangxue regretted it after scolding her.

Yuan's eyes looked like she was going to cut herself into a stick...

"Go in." Yuan said calmly.

She has been hiding in the darkness all year round and is not used to being the center of attention.

But when she glanced at Han Jiangxue's disappointed and regretful expression, Yuan felt compassion. She knew what this girl was thinking.

He said calmly: "He is hiding among the bodyguards on the left rear."

"Where?" Mr. Han took advantage of the situation and looked around.

"It's the guy with permed bangs and a black suit that matches the bodyguard." Yuan pointed directly.

One was grinding and chirping there.

A look doesn't work.

These two couples are so annoying.

Under Yuan's impatient reminder, Han Jiangxue finally found Zhang Ruoyu.

The red lips were slightly upturned, and the smile on his face was beyond the arrogance of the boss.

"What is this guy doing there?" Han Jiangxue blinked her beautiful eyes. "You didn't even say you would walk with me on the red carpet when you came."

"Nonsense, you have either been attacked or kidnapped recently, and now you are involved in such a big battle. Isn't he allowed to look after you?" Yuan said calmly.

"Oh." Han Jiangxue was in a wonderful mood, forgiving this bastard for not walking on the red carpet with her for fear of death, and a look of pride flashed across her beautiful face. "Sister Yuan, help this president in."

She stretched out her hand and put it on Yuan Mei's arm, like an old Buddha, cool and cool.

But as soon as he entered the hotel door, Mr. Han's cell phone rang.

It was a WeChat message from Brother Zhang: "Ba Po, next time you wear something so revealing, I will break your legs."