Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

"Fu Qiran?"

Jiaoyang curled her lips.

What happened to Sheng Jiaoyang, who was once more than a teenager, and those people in another continent flashed in his mind. It was another story, and five years had passed.

"It sounds like a familiar name."

It's just that the famous Mr. Fu came in a menacing manner, but the follow-up didn't seem to cause much trouble.

I don’t know what means the Sichaers used to settle everything. She and Xilin lived together quietly for a while without anyone disturbing them.

It was a night that was not much different from usual. He hugged her from behind.

"Come to the banquet with me tomorrow, Jiaoyang."

The smile on Jiaoyang's face paused for a moment, then she turned to face him and smiled even brighter: "What kind of banquet is this?"

"You'll know when you go."

Xilin was also smiling, but there was uneasiness and hope in his eyes.

Jiaoyang looked at him for a while, then raised the corners of her lips: "Okay."

Xilin hugged her with joy instantly, like a child, his whole body trembling with excitement.

Jiaoyang let him hold her without any movement.

But she probably knew that this was the last time she saw this man smile.

The banquet held by Si Chaer's family was very grand, with celebrities from all over the country attending, and countless reporters and media waiting outside, hoping to get first-hand news.

This is the real life of the upper class in Europe and America.

This is certainly not just a simple party.

Xilin and Jiaoyang appeared in costumes. The man wore a suit with a slim figure, and the woman wore a floor-length purple tutu. They attracted attention from the beginning and became the well-deserved protagonists of this banquet.

Cinderella must have been embarrassed when she married into a wealthy family.

But this oriental version of Cinderella, who was rumored to have captured the heart of Master Sichar, was well-spoken and could chat with anyone she met. Looking at this, she was quite pleasing to the people.

"She is indeed someone who can charm Master Sichar." A well-known European entrepreneur couldn't help but admire, "But looking at her appearance, she does feel a little familiar, as if she is similar to a character in my memory. Matches the number."

"Maybe I've seen her at other banquets," the lady's wife said disdainfully. "A woman like this is mostly a social butterfly. She mainly has the means. It's not surprising that she appears on any occasion."

The entrepreneur didn't say anything. He frowned and tried to remember, but he couldn't remember anything.

Was it really like what she said, that she had seen this woman next to a man at a business banquet?

Almost everyone present knew about the young master of the Schar family and the mysterious Oriental lady.

They all listened to it as a joke. They all thought that this woman was just Master Xilin's recent favorite. They were obsessed with it for a while. It was impossible for them to stay true to this woman for the rest of their lives, let alone marry this woman into the Sichaer family. door.

But the facts proved that they still underestimated the professionalism of Master Xilin and the open-mindedness of Mr. and Mrs. Sichar.

Even today's banquet was prepared for their son from the beginning.

Xilin had already prepared the diamond ring and all the surprises at the banquet. He wanted Jiaoyang to agree to the wedding with him under the gaze of all the successful people everywhere.

He knew that the Fu family was still aggressive, so he would kill them first and then tell them later.

He wanted everyone to witness the most important moment in their lives.

The lights at the banquet were changed to beautiful and gentle pale gold, and music was put on.

The man in a suit knelt down on one knee in front of the beautiful oriental girl, as if a real fairy tale was being staged in front of everyone.

The guests screamed and booed in surprise, and some were stunned and speechless.

The Sichaers, who had already anticipated all this, sighed helplessly and had already compromised.

"Will you marry me, Jiaoyang?"

Xilin raised the corners of his lips and took out the diamond ring. The little finger of his left hand was trembling, and the pain was hot and intense.

He placed the diamond ring in front of her eyes, like a heart that could be picked up or thrown away ruthlessly by her at any time.

Contrary to the enthusiasm of the outside world, Jiaoyang looked down at the diamond ring with a calm expression, and her black and lowered eyes were dim and unclear.

When the reporter got the news from outside, he already rushed in with his camera in hand, regardless of the obstruction.

On the other side of the banquet, a handsome and charming man in a black suit sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, holding red wine in his hand, and raised his eyebrows when he heard the commotion.

"What's that sound over there?"

Mr. Fu likes to be quiet and doesn't like too much pleasantries in business, so he doesn't have too many people around him.

"It seems to be celebrating something."

Fu Weiwei sat aside, a little timid.

Putting on the pink short skirt, her skin looks even whiter, and her wavy hair is spread out, making her as cute and cute as a doll.

She was a little restless.

Just like she didn't understand why the Sichars started to be evasive about the marriage between the two families a few days ago, and said that it depends on their son's wishes.

How could people from a family like theirs have any qualifications for free love? It was all dictated by their parents and the words of the matchmaker.

Fu Weiwei thought at that time that this was probably because people in the business world liked to be circuitous and often complicated many simple things, just to gain greater benefits for their family after marriage.

But Fu Weiwei didn't understand why his uncle didn't seem to be too keen on the marriage, and he seemed to have some other purpose.

The two parties are like this. You can't understand me, and I can't understand you. They have been discussing things back and forth for several days and still haven't figured it out. Or maybe she just didn't understand?

Fu Weiwei really doesn't understand.

But she knew that her trip abroad was just for Xilin, but so far, she had not even met the man in person. Instead, she had heard about the entanglement between him and his two lovers. .

Although she never cared about those two women, they were really annoying.

"The sound seems to be coming from the direction of Xilin."

Fu Weiwei spoke cautiously and watched as more and more people rushed in that direction.

"Uncle, should we go take a look?"

Fu Qiran lowered his head, seemed to think for a while, and put down the wine glass in his hand. The shadow of his eyelashes fell on his face, making it look dark and unclear.

He twitched the corner of his mouth, sneered coldly, and stood up from the chair: "You might as well go and have a look."

Let him meet the rumored lover.

Fu Weiwei quickly followed.

Reporters from outside rushed in, wanting to personally capture this real-life fairy tale Cinderella's proposal ceremony.