Almighty Daughter Became The Group’s Favorite Little Pet

"Mr. Xuanyuan, you have a good sister." As soon as he came up, Yang Qiming said without concealment, his quiet eyes flickered, revealing a somewhat strange expression.

Xuanyuan Jing's brows frowned slightly, his eyes swept across Yang Qiming, and then fell on the two people behind him, his eyes froze slightly.

The next moment, he looked away, and said lightly: "My sister is naturally fine."

Yang Qiming didn't refute, but nodded with a smile and said, "That's good."

Xuanyuan Jing's expression was cold, and his eyes swept over the two people behind him again. Just when he was about to ask, the banquet hall, which was originally extremely lively, suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked towards the entrance.

Facing the bright light in the hall, two figures walked in hand in hand.

Xuanyuan Zhenhua was dressed in a crisp suit. Although he was sixty-six years old, his back was still straight. Just standing there, he felt a sense of majesty.

The hero is late, but his glory does not diminish.

And beside him, a girl was holding his arm.

The girl's figure was slender and straight, and she was dressed in bright red. It was obviously a very simple jumpsuit, but she insisted on wearing it with a sense of gorgeousness and delicacy.

With the head down, the swan neck and the half of the exposed back are so white that they glow, attracting everyone's attention in just a moment.

And those apricot eyes that seemed to gather the brilliance of the stars and the moon, sparkling and rippling, shining brightly.

The end is Tsinghua Wushuang, a peerless allure!

The room is amazing.

Under countless eyes, only Fu Jingheng couldn't help but frown.

Especially when he noticed the pair of eyes lingering on the back of the girl's neck, he couldn't help but clenched his fingertips.

I want to pick out the eyeballs of those people.

I also want to pull the girl into my arms so that no one can see it.

But he can't.

At least not now.

So he took out his mobile phone and edited the message carelessly: [Three months salary deducted]

Mo Tian: [? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? 】

Fu Jingheng smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled to make him understand: [Let you choose clothes that are convenient for you to move around, that's it? 】

Mo Tian: "..."

Although he is his boss, even though he is his immediate superior, at this moment, I just want to curse: MDZZ! ! !

I sent him a message temporarily to ask him to prepare an evening dress, which should be good-looking, easy to move, and fit Ms. Qin's figure, and I only gave him half an hour.

Just this one set has almost blinded his eyes!

The result was still rejected!

It's okay to dislike him, but he still deducted three months' salary!

Damn capitalism! ! !

Mo Tian vomited blood in his heart, but still kept a smile on his face, and pressed the phone screen again and again: [I was wrong]

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Fu Jingheng snorted softly, and put away the phone casually.

At this moment, Qin Sheng had already been entered into the banquet hall by Xuanyuan Zhenhua, and he was talking with several old subordinates of Xuanyuan Zhenhua and several important figures of Huaguo.

Of course, Xuanyuan Zhenhua mainly introduced Qin Sheng to those people.

Fu Jingheng couldn't help rushing forward, his eyes slowly swept across the huge banquet hall, and finally landed on one place - the two people behind Yang Qiming.

Especially paused for a moment on one of the young men.

As if aware of his gaze, the other party also looked over, and the moment they met his gaze, they evoked a wicked smile.

It's Lu Fei.

He raised his glass to Fu Jingheng, his thin lips moved.

The silent mouth shape made Fu Jingheng's face suddenly darken.

Lu Fei: She is mine.

The hand holding the wine glass tightened unconsciously, as if it would be smashed to pieces in the next moment.

Just when Fu Jingheng's eyes were getting darker and he could hardly suppress his emotions, a soft hand took his.

The familiar temperature and familiar touch calmed Fu Jingheng's anger in an instant.

He looked down.

Qin Sheng raised his head slightly, met Fu Jingheng's gaze, couldn't help but slightly bent the corners of his lips, and said, "Dancing?"

Fu Jingheng turned his head, only to realize that with the sound of dance music, many men and women have already stepped onto the dance floor together.

He smiled back.

He drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp, put the wine glass on the tray carried by the waiter beside him, gave a shallow salute to his girl, and stretched out his hand: "Is it an honor to ask you to dance, my fiancee miss. "

The etiquette is extremely standard, and the corners of the lips are still stained with deep red wine stains. Under the bright light, it seems that there is a layer of glaze with excellent color and luster, so beautiful that people can't help but want to kiss them.

Qin Sheng's fingertips were a little tight.

She looked away as if nothing had happened, put her left hand on his palm, and said in a cold voice, "Sure."

Dressed in red, his face is cold, his chin is raised slightly, like a proud little peacock.

Seeing her like this, Fu Jingheng only felt that his heart was so soft that it was unreasonable, he couldn't hold back, and lowered his head to touch her forehead lightly.

The warm lips were about to leave, and by the time Qin Sheng realized it, she had already been led onto the dance floor by Fu Jingheng.

The man's dancing steps are just like his impression, casual, casual, and full of ancient charm. Only Qin Sheng knows how hot the palm clasped around her waist is.

The light red color stained the tips of Qin Sheng's ears, and subconsciously buried his head in the man's chest.

Fu Jingheng immediately tightened his hands and pulled her deeper into his arms.

He lowered his head and rested his head on the girl's shoulder. After all, he couldn't hold back, and let out a low sigh.

As the warm breath brushed over his neck, Qin Sheng's body became even stiffer.

Slightly turned his head to look at him: "What's wrong?"

Fu Jingheng sighed again: "You look so good today."

Qin Sheng: "...I didn't look good yesterday?"

Fu Jingheng: "Don't argue."

Continued: "I'm not happy, coax me."

Qin Sheng was thoughtful: "Because I'm so good-looking?"

This fiancée's ability to grasp key points is almost as good as his mother-in-law's.

But it's not wrong.

Fu Jingheng's voice was muffled: "Those people's eyes are almost growing on you, and they want to dig them out."

Especially Lu Fei...

Passing Qin Sheng, Fu Jingheng gave Lu Fei a cold look.

When he retracted his gaze, there was nothing left but helplessness.

He tightly clasped the hands around Qin Sheng's waist, sighed again, and said slowly: "Shengsheng, I hope that everyone likes you, and I also hope that no one likes you."

"In this way," he retreated a little distance, put his forehead against hers, his eyes were tender and tender, as if he could only accommodate Qin Sheng, "I am the only one who likes you."

His voice was hoarse and soft.

It was as if a feather had passed Qin Sheng's heart, it was a little itchy and a little soft.

She looked into the eyes of the man who was close at hand, for a long time, until the time when Fu Jingheng would not respond.

She suddenly curved her lips into a smile.

Unlike the usual sarcastic or cold or indifferent smile, the rare beauty and softness.

She broke away from the right hand held by Fu Jingheng, and raised her hands to wrap around his neck, with the same low voice: "It's okay, I only like you."

"Brother Fu."

Fu Jingheng's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably. If he hadn't been concerned about the occasion, he would have liked to take his girl into his arms, rub her into his body, and kiss her fiercely.

All the emotions turned into a soft kiss, which fell on her lips: "Shengsheng."

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At some point, the other dancers had already stopped their movements, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the man and woman in the center of the dance floor. They just felt that this scene was so beautiful that they couldn't bear to disturb it.

It wasn't until the end of the song that the two of them exited the dance floor that everyone reacted.

Exclamations and praises sounded together.

Yang Qiming also recovered from his brief absence, looked at Xuanyuan Zhenhua with a smile, and said jokingly: "The old man knows that this goddaughter really looks good, if it wasn't for the Fu family's appointment Young master, I want to propose marriage to my godson."

Son?

Xuanyuan Zhenhua raised his eyes and looked at the young man beside him.

Yang Qiming quickly introduced: "This is Lu Fei, the godson I just met some time ago, and the current leader of the Huaguo Hacker Alliance, a master of ancient martial arts, and he looks like a good-looking talent."

"Otherwise," he joked, "Master, think about it again?"

Xuanyuan Zhenhua let out an "oh", and was about to say that his daughter was in charge of their family, and it was not his turn to think about it, but before he could speak, a voice came over him one step ahead.

"Mr. Yang heard that my godfather wants to recognize his daughter, so he specially recognized a godson in advance to fight in the ring?"

"But..." As she approached, she turned her gaze to Lu Fei and snorted lightly, "Gu Wu? Hacker?"

"These are your capital as a mallet?"

The girl was wearing a dazzling red dress, which was very different from the Qin Sheng in Lu Fei's memory, but no matter what she looked like, she was as good-looking as ever.

As if he didn't hear the sarcasm in the girl's words, Lu Fei chuckled lightly, and leaned slightly to approach him: "Then add Miss Qin's bamboo horse, do you think it's enough, Sister Shengsheng?"

Qin Sheng was expressionless: "I don't remember what bamboo horse I have."

"Also," Qin Sheng raised his eyes, "You've made my brother Fu unhappy."

You can provoke your own dog, but not others.

Qin Sheng stretched out his hand and waved lightly: "Come on, let's fight."

Still as crisp and violent as ever...

Lu Fei pressed the center of his eyebrows, with a helpless and doting look on his face: "Shengsheng..."

Before he finished speaking, a delicate fist enlarged in front of him and came straight towards his face.

Lu Fei's expression changed, and he turned sideways to avoid it.

Qin Sheng didn't intend to stop there, he raised his long legs and swept, aiming at Lu Fei's waist.

This is for real.

The people around who were still watching immediately backed away, and after a short period of astonishment, they all showed interest.

Xuanyuan Zhenhua was also very surprised, his first reaction was to stop him.

But before he could give an order, Yang Qiming had already opened his mouth: "No wonder Mr. Xuanyuan regarded him as his goddaughter. With Miss Qin's skill and character, she has a bit of the demeanor of Mr. Xuanyuan when he was young."

"Sure enough, women don't give way to men, and fathers of tigers have no women like dogs!"

He immediately buckled a high hat, blocking Xuanyuan Zhenhua's first words.

Then he said: "Don't worry, Mr. Xuanyuan, my godson's skills are not bad, and he won't really hurt Miss Qin. It's just a competition between children. Since they are interested, let them play."

He blocked Xuanyuan Zhenhua's second sentence again.

Xuanyuan Zhenhua's face turned dark.

He glanced at the other party coldly.

Yang Qiming naturally noticed it, but he didn't care, and even waited for him to have an attack with great interest.

Today was a banquet held by Xuanyuan's family, and Qin Sheng's action could be interpreted as a discussion between young people, but if Xuanyuan Zhenhua couldn't help but explode on the spot, he would have to be labeled as unmannered.

Although the impact will not be great, Yang Qiming is interested in anything that is not good for the Xuanyuan family.

Thinking of this, he smiled at Xuanyuan Zhenhua again.

Provocative.

But to his surprise, Xuanyuan Zhenhua not only suppressed the anger that had just risen, but even returned him a meaningful look.

Yang Qiming's heart skipped a beat, thinking of a possibility, he immediately turned his head and looked in the direction of Qin Sheng and Lu Fei.

I feel like it's impossible...

He has seen the abilities of those people before, and Lu Fei is the best among them. Even Qin Sheng is weird, but there is no reason why he can't beat him...

All thoughts came to an abrupt end when they saw the scene not far away.

Yang Qiming's pupils shrank suddenly.

Most of the chapter, I posted it with me, I'm not happy to divide it into chapters.