My eight sisters are the only ones who dote on me, and they are all crazy about supporting their you

At this moment, at the gate of the Wang family, Wang Teng got into the car surrounded by everyone.

"Why hasn't the eldest lady come yet? What is she doing?"

Wang Zhongping looked around and felt puzzled.

"It's time now. If you don't come over, your eldest nephew will be delayed from attending the banquet."

The Wang family members around were talking a lot, and they were obviously a little impatient.

The car window slid down, revealing Wang Teng's handsome face.

He was wearing a luxurious dress and extravagant jewelry, and his cold eyes were as gentle as jade.

"Mother should be busy putting on makeup. This banquet is very grand, and going out also represents the family's face."

After hearing his words, everyone had to wait patiently for a while.

"Oops, I'm sorry, I just touched up my makeup. After all, I have to show my face live."

Huangfuqin was dressed very elegantly, with a limited-edition bag on her shoulders, black high-heeled shoes, and red lipstick that stood out from the crowd.

"When the princess sees my son, she will be so fascinated that she can't take her eyes away."

With a faint smile on her face, she walked through the crowd and got into the car.

Huangfuqin has already imagined that tomorrow's major newspapers and v-blog hot searches will all praise the beautiful love between the princess and Teng'er...

Under the watch of everyone, the car gradually drove away.

Huang Fuqin took out the mirror, looked at his face, and said with a half-smile.

"Haha~ That little beast can no longer attend the banquet."

"I'm afraid I'm having a fever under the quilt now."

Wang Teng raised his eyebrows and smiled very hypocritically.

"If you don't show up with the invitation letter, the superiors will definitely hold your little cousin accountable."

"What a bullshit little cousin!" Huangfuqin closed the mirror and cursed.

"He has nothing to do with our family. Teng'er should ignore him in the future."

"I heard that the fortune teller calculated that he is a lone star, and if you get close to him, you will have bad luck."

at the same time.

Wang Xiaoke wore a dress one size larger and tiptoed out of the room.

"Dad actually...brought me clothes that didn't fit!"

"Isn't it too unreliable?"

He rolled up his sleeves to expose his little hands, and his pants were already on the ground.

There was a luxury car parked at the door. It must have been arranged in advance to pick him up.

He walked to the car and was dumbfounded as soon as he opened the door.

"Third sister? Seventh sister?"

Wang Siqi was sitting in the passenger seat, wearing a snow-white cotton-padded jacket with a fox fur collar around her neck.

Wang Yingying wears a pair of sunglasses and has a dashing appearance. Her hair is simply tied into a ponytail.

"We haven't seen you for a few days. Do you miss us, little brother?"

Wang Xiaoke nodded dullly, got in the car and closed the door.

"Why is my sister here? Didn't dad ask the driver to pick me up?"

Wang Siqi's beautiful eyes with chill in them softened the moment she saw her younger brother.

"The driver was about to come over, but was driven back by the third sister."

Wang Xiaoke's mouth twitched, thinking that it was the third sister who did the work, he was not surprised.

"By the way, I brought you a dress. Quickly change out of your ill-fitting clothes."

Wang Yingying glanced through the rearview mirror and said in a non-surprised tone.

"My father actually gave you such ugly clothes. He is so heartless..."

"At the night banquet, I'm afraid people will laugh at me to death."

Wang Xiaoke agreed very much and asked his mother to teach him a lesson.

He took the small suitcase handed by his sister, opened the car door and ran back to the room.

Inside was a gorgeous little dress.

White is the main tone, with layers of golden lace hanging down naturally, and the neckline is dotted with several white pearls.

The shoes are also the color of snow, pure white and flawless, looking particularly delicate.

There are some ornaments on the side, shining in the sunlight.

"The clothes my sister prepared are so strange..."

Wang Xiaoke looked down at his clothes and sighed helplessly.

We were obviously going to have a meal, so why did we dress so grandly?

And a dress of this color is really eye-catching.

He doesn't want to be a conspicuous bag...

Wang Qingshan walked towards the villa with Aunt Mei, leaning on a cane with a dragon head.

Hearing from his servants that Wang Xiaoke hadn't set off yet, he also became anxious.

It's less than half an hour before the banquet starts. If you arrive late, you may not be allowed in.

"Why doesn't this kid come downstairs? The driver is waiting at the door."

Wang Qingshan frowned and said to Aunt Mei worriedly.

"Otherwise, if you go inside and take a look, you'll be in trouble if something happens."

Aunt Mei nodded and was about to go upstairs when she saw Wang Xiaoke running out.

He was wearing a white dress, with small pearls swaying on his collar.

Her fair face looked even more delicate against the backdrop of the dress, and her whole body seemed to be filled with a fairy spirit.

The bridge of his nose is high and his eyes are bright... He looks like a little prince who has stepped out of a fairy tale world.

Aunt Mei was stunned for a moment and didn't know what to say.

Maybe Wang Xiaoke has been dressed too plainly in the past two days, but now people can't help but feel bright...

Wang Qingshan smiled from ear to ear and walked over slowly.

"It's true that a man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. Xiao Ke is the most intelligent boy I have ever seen."

"How are you feeling? If you feel uncomfortable, don't hold it in."

Wang Xiaoke shook his head with a naive smile.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I'm really fine. I was just changing clothes."

Wang Qingshan looked at him with satisfaction, pointed at the car and urged.

"Hurry up and leave. There's only half an hour left. We're still some distance from the banquet. I'm really afraid you won't be able to catch up."

Wang Xiaoke said hello to the two of them and got into the car.

Wang Yingying curled her red lips, stepped on the floor oil, and the car started shooting...

Seeing this scene, the crutch in Wang Qingshan's hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

"This driver... is really tough. He's not going to reincarnate. Why are he driving so fast?"

……

Royal Villa Hotel.

It is a building where the royal family entertains distinguished guests and holds large banquets.

Military soldiers have been guarding the area for a long time, and the surrounding roads have been completely blocked.

A red carpet was spread from the gate to the road, and two rows of welcoming ladies were lined up horizontally. There were clusters of flowers and red silk hanging beside them.

Major reporters and media set up cameras at the door and reported on the proceedings of the state banquet in front of the camera.

"As you can see, there are many heavyweight guests present at this year's state banquet."

"According to Mohist tradition, a state banquet is held every Spring Festival to celebrate the arrival of the new year with everyone."

"Last year, only the Third Palace and the Second Palace attended the banquet, but I don't know who will be present this time."

"And the successor to the country will be officially announced at the state banquet, let us wait and see..."

Official media also started live broadcasts, and the number of online viewers soared.

[After waiting for so long, who is the heir? My grandfather is so curious! 】

[Upstairs, is your grandfather really dead? 】

[What I am most curious about is the princess marriage. Which beast captured the heart of my goddess! ! 】

……

The barrage keeps scrolling, and netizens are on the front line.

The night banquet has begun, and people are entering the venue one after another.

A sexy and voluptuous beauty walked onto the red carpet, the corners of her red lips were pressed down, and her beautiful eyes looked a bit confused and complicated.

Behind her was a short, chubby man with a carefree look, who looked quite like a comedian.