Chapter 1538 (1/2)
When Dongfang Wanqing came to the banquet, she always stood by Murong Jiancheng and didn't want to leave. She knew that Murong Jiancheng was a symbol of identity and status, which could protect her glory and peace all her life.
Several dignitaries came to talk with Murong Jiancheng. They looked at Dongfang Wanqing with great respect and even flattery.
Dongfang Wanqing took a glass of red wine and looked up at Bei Yue dance and Jun Xiqing at the other end.
Beiyue dance also looked here. With an unspeakable elegance and Victor attitude, Dongfang Wanqing raised the red wine cup in her hand to Beiyue dance, and then took a sip.
This can make Bei Yue dance angry, ”this white lotus, she's provoking me. I'll tear her up now.”
Murong Jiancheng was her husband, but she has always been a safe haven for Dongfang Wanqing. Even at her birthday party, Dongfang Wanqing dared to be so arrogant. How can Bei Yue dance bear it?
Jun Xiqing grabbed Bei Yue's sleeve, ”aunt, don't get excited. Be careful to put on the white lotus.”
Beiyue dance is a child of the Jianghu. She is frank and free and easy. Twenty six years ago, she met the big white lotus of Dongfang Wanqing and Murong Jiancheng's wood that doesn't know the wind, flowers, snow and moon. Beiyue dance suffered a lot.
Beiyue dance held Jun Xiqing's small hand and said with a charming smile, ”don't worry, Qingqing, I won't be impulsive anymore. Let's go.”
Bei YUEWU took Jun Xiqing to Murong Jiancheng.
”Head Zhou, head Yang, long time no see.” Bei YUEWU said hello to the dignitaries.
”Mrs. Bei, I haven't seen you for a long time. We grow old year after year. Mrs. Bei is really favored by the years. It's still the charming style of the year. Sure enough, the years are merciful to the beauty.”
Murong Jiancheng stood tall and straight, wearing a black coat, which is the handsome and deep that a man of nearly 50 years old should have, as well as the sharp dignity that a man steeped in power should have.
He looked up and his eyes fell on Bei Yue's body.
Today, Bei Yue danced in a dark blue cheongsam with silk material and long hair. A pair of talking eyes, such as a girl's concave convex and exquisite figure, are mixed with the charming style that a young woman should have. Every frown and smile are soft and enchanting.
Beiyue danced and smiled at the two dignitaries. The laughter was exquisite and charming. ”You flatter me.”
Murong Jiancheng frowned at Ying Mei with a faint displeasure. His eyes moved to Bei Yue dance's bulging chest in cheongsam. His eyebrows frowned deeper.
She still likes to show off, just like she used to.
At this time, Bei Yue danced her side eyes and saw Murong Jiancheng. She quickly came over and affectionately held his healthy arm, ”husband.”
Murong Jiancheng was stunned and looked down at her beautiful face. What trick did she play?
Bei YUEWU looked at the Oriental Wanqing. ”It turns out that Aunt Wanqing is also here. Aunt Wanqing is not young. It's almost 50. Head Zhou and head Yang, introduce more of your friends to Aunt Wanqing. Aunt Wanqing will always follow my husband. People who don't know think aunt Wanqing wants to hook - lead my husband.”
Dongfang Wanqing quickly pinched her fingernails into the palm of her hand.
The dignitaries looked at each other. This is the face of the main room beating the fox spirit. It's so loud.
”OK, we will introduce more if we have a chance.”
”Thank you first, aunt Wanqing. My husband and I will leave first.”
Bei Yue danced away with Murong Jiancheng's healthy arm.
Dongfang Wanqing was frozen in place and hated her teeth. She drank a glass of red wine and went upstairs.
……
Murong Jiancheng looked at Bei Yue dance around him. For so many years, she rarely gave him a good face, and his tone was softer, ”you...”
Beiyue dance stopped and quickly released him, ”Murong Jiancheng, you said to take me back to apply for a divorce certificate. Why didn't you hear anything?”