The real daughter was spoiled by her ex-husband

Chapter 38 This woman is interesting

Soon, there was a message back.

——No reward for no merit, your kindness and understanding are enough.

This unique answer made Zhan Qingyuan develop a slight liking for this woman he had never met before, and his thin lips curled into a cold arc.

In the huge conference room, a group of high-level executives watched their boss lower their heads and play with their mobile phones. They not only had to pretend not to see, but also ignored the smile on his lips!
Come on, it's fucking creepy.

——Your daughter is very sensible and obedient, I like it very much.

He who has always disliked children is not disgusted at all.

——You spend a lot of money, I am afraid that there will be no shortage of women to like, so just find someone in your life.

Zhan Qingyuan raised his eyebrows, this woman is interesting.

——Easier said than done?
——It happens when the eyes are closed and opened.

Zhan Qingyuan: ...

This woman is really flamboyant, and she is not timid when talking about this kind of topic.

He stopped replying, turned off the screen, and pointed to the leader of a certain department who was reporting.

On the other side, Nan Xi lost her cell phone and lay back on the bed. Beside her, Yue Ling was still hugging the dress and proudly posing in front of the mirror.

"it's beautiful."

Nanxi thought for a while, and called Song Ci.

"Get me a suitable dress."

Song Ci was typing on the keyboard, and paused when he heard the words, "Are you ready to go back?"

"Ah."

"Then tell me, what is a suitable dress?"

Nanxi thought for a while, "Probably just don't procrastinate, it's the kind that is easy to do."

Song Ci: "...OK, just wait."

Nanxi hung up the phone, feeling drowsy, and fell asleep again.

***
The weekend is coming soon.

Outside the white villa of the Yu family, the roadside signs and costumes can be seen from a long distance away.

Yu Zhenhong in formal attire received visitors at the door, and beside him stood Yu Yin in a white gauze dress, making her gentle, supple, well-behaved and beautiful.

"Mr. Yu's daughter is really beautiful and graceful, so enviable!"

Yu Zhenhong laughed heartily, and Yu Yin said shyly, "Thank you uncle for your compliment."

After round after round of people came, it was almost time to start the meal. Shen Zhi, Yu Zhenhong's wife, and Yu Yin's mother had urged the two of them several times.

"Yinyin, leave the servant to greet the guests, it's time to go in."

Yu Yin looked at the end of the road a few times, but there was still no one there, so she smiled cutely, "Okay."

Damn, she doesn't know her plan, so she doesn't plan to come at all, does she?
Yu Yin didn't know that a low-key black car stopped at the back door. The woman in a red irregular dress squeezed her handbags and turned around to hold another person in the car.

Yueling jumped out of the car, her eyebrows crooked with a smile, "Mum, where is the stage?"

Nan Xi pushed her fluffy and soft curly hair to one side, her figure was soft, and her red dress looked like fire.

"The show hasn't started yet," she said.

She led Yueling to the door, and the guard said, "Sorry, if you are a guest at the banquet, please follow me to the main entrance."

Nan Xi glanced along, "It's too far away, can I go in here?"

The guard said: "Sorry, we don't accept guests at the back door, please move."

"Can't an exception be made?"

The guard lowered his head, "You can show the VIP invitation letter, if you are, I can take you in, if not..."

As he spoke, the man sized her up several times.

It's eye-catchingly beautiful, but its temperament is dusty, and it doesn't seem like it's doing that kind of thing.

Nanxi took out an invitation card from her handbag, "Here, let's have a look."

The man was surprised when he saw it, and immediately returned the invitation letter respectfully: "Sorry, please come in, both of you."

Nan Xi took Yue Ling by the hand and followed him in with her head held high, but she didn't know that as soon as she left, a limited-edition Maybach stopped at the back door.

(End of this chapter)