Slag Girl Illustrated Book

They arrived on time in the afternoon.

The bodyguard opened the door for Ruan Xihe.

Wanyu is exquisite and noble at any time when he goes out, and he treats beauties kindly over the years.

"Xiao Ruan, are you thin? Have you eaten well these days?" He said as soon as he saw Ruan Xihe.

"Auntie, I have a good meal."

Ruan Xihe also likes Wanyu. How do you say it? It's rare that she can feel that kind of love in Wanyu.

"I will find you more to eat and eat in the future, and my chin is sharp, which makes people feel distressed." Wan Yu looked at Ruan Xihe carefully, always feeling that the little girl would not lose much weight outside by herself.

Ruan Xihe didn't hold back anymore, saying that she would lose weight if she lost weight!

Mrs. Fu likes to make styling in Yue color the most.

Let's start with 10,000 per capita consumption, but it is really done well, and the makeup is extremely delicate.

Ruan Xi and this face make makeup artists love and hate.

After all, this kind of epic beauty is something that anyone who loves art and pursues beauty wants to come across. I hate it because it is already beautiful. There is no need for post-sculpting at all, making makeup artists unable to start.

"Mrs. Lu, which dress should I choose for this young lady?" The people here are all human beings. Mrs. Lu brought a girl of this age to the shop. Children who are not relatives should be daughters-in-law, so I must come to ask for opinions.

Wan Yu had always regretted that she hadn't had a daughter. Now that she could finally dress up the little girl with her own hands, she got up happily to pick up a dress for Ruan Xihe.

She had almost finished makeup, and Wanyu also chose a dress, pure white, with a slanted shoulder lotus collar, a touch of beauty in the beauty, and a little lively jump.

"Does Xiao Ruan like this one?" Wan Yu came over with the dress.

"I like it." Ruan Xihe smiled.

"If you like it, go and change it. Tonight, my Xiao Ruan must be the most beautiful girl in the audience." Wan Yu smiled and patted Ruan Xihe on the shoulder.

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This evening this banquet is, to put it bluntly, a large-scale blind date in the upper class.

Wan Yu usually receives the Versailles literature of those wives. My daughter has a piano tenth grade, my daughter is studying in France, and my daughter graduated from a prestigious school...

Anyway... after all, she doesn't have a daughter.

This didn't happen to bring Ruan Xihe on.

"Mrs. Lu, here and here." As soon as the two got off the Rolls Royce, someone over there came to greet them.

Wan Yu naturally supported Ruan Xihe's hand.

"Mrs. Su."

"This little girl is so handsome, which niece is Mrs. Lu?" Mrs. Su asked.

"Xiao Ruan is my daughter. She is beautiful and studying, but she is too quiet. Take her out and walk around."

The same goes for Wan Yu. If nothing else, Ruan Xi has become her daughter directly.

Ruan Xihe was taken aback, and then he felt a little bit sore, not untouched, and the look in Wanyu's eyes softened a lot.

In this way, the wives paid much attention to the little girl brought by Wanyu. According to the status of Lu's family, Wanyu favored this little girl. The heavier the weight of the girl, the marriage and introduction can be considered, not to mention. She is too beautiful.

"Yeah, how old is the little girl, do you have a boyfriend?" Mrs. Zheng said.

"My little Ruan is 20 years old this year and has no boyfriend yet."

Wan Yu also wanted to find a good family for Ruan Xihe. Her son didn't have that blessing, and she felt that she had to do it herself.

"My two sons don't have girlfriends yet. Your name is Xiao Ruan, right? Auntie will introduce you to you later, eh, say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be there."

Mrs. Su doesn't have so many calculations, she just thinks that this child is good-looking, and her two sons are more unconscious than the other, and they look very handsome. How come they don’t even have a girlfriend, so it’s not a good idea to be an old mother. I'm in a hurry.

"mom."

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