The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

Zou Jiao rolled her eyes.

Her narcissism is the same as when she was silly.

"Do you know who initiated today's charity dinner?" Zou Jiao stood shoulder to shoulder with her.

Meng Ying said, "My father said, I didn't remember." She glanced at the invitation, only scanned the address, and didn't pay much attention to the name.

It seems to be Jia.

"Jia Yingqiang."

"It seems like I heard this name somewhere."

"Rumor, Liang Qian's godfather." Zou Jiao raised her eyebrows slightly.

Meng Ying suddenly realized, "Really her godfather?"

Zou Jiao nodded.

Although I guessed that there was such a thing before, but I really knew it, and it was another feeling.

This Jia Yingqiang is really cruel to be a godfather.

"Tell you one more thing." Zou Jiao said, "Do you know who I saw just now?"

"Who?"

"Zhang Tian."

Meng Yingxiu raised her eyebrows lightly.

This is unexpected.

I thought she had left Yucheng, but she didn't expect to stay.

"When I came just now, I saw Jia Yingqiang talking to Zhang Tian, ​​and his manner...intimate." Zou Jiao came early and saw a lot of things that Meng Ying hadn't seen.

Meng Ying pursed her red lips, then smiled, "It's really going to happen."

I finally know why I saw Zhang Tian's advertisement in the mall that day.

This is a character who is close to him.

"A lot of stars came today, and Jing Ying is also here."

"It's a bit lively." Meng Ying smiled.

Zou Jiao said: "In this kind of occasion, it's better to keep a low profile. Donate money when you ask for it for a while, don't pick things up."

"Am I the kind of picker?" Meng Ying asked her upset.

"You're not picking things, you can't stand it." Zou Jiao has seen it.

As long as someone swayed in front of her a little bit, she would never care what the occasion was. The only thing to clean up was to clean up.

"That is. If people's hands are stretched out to my face, do I have to stand still and let him slap my face?" Meng Ying smiled contemptuously, "Who wants to make me feel bad? I just make him feel bad."

Zou Jiao knew it would be like this.

She couldn't persuade her to endure it for a while, so she could only pray that each one had eyes, and not to come to her to pick things out.

...

The charity party is going on normally, so many star singers have been invited, singing and performing are indispensable.

The ambitions are staggered, and the cups are pushed and changed. The scene looks so dissonant.

Meng Ying didn't drink, Zou Jiao sensibly brought her a glass of Coke.

"Why didn't Zhang Wei and the others come?" Meng Ying drank the cola with the sense of luxury of red wine, very elegant.

"I don't know. In the past, as long as there were banquets with actresses, they would never be absent." Zou Jiao also looked around, and indeed she didn't see Zhang Wei.

At this look, Zou Jiao saw An Sheng.

She reminded Meng Ying, "An Sheng is also there. He has seen you."

Meng Ying followed her gaze and saw An Sheng, dressed in a black suit with her hair combed back, her handsome and gentle facial features attracted the attention of many people.

An Sheng also saw Meng Ying and raised a glass to her, but did not come over.

Meng Ying smiled, clinked glasses with him, and took a sip of Coke.

There are too many people around An Sheng, he can't come even if he wants to.

"Who is the man next to him?" Meng Ying asked.

Zou Jiao looked over, "Which man?"

"The man in a white suit."

"I don't know." Zou Jiao took a closer look and shook her head, "I haven't seen it."

Meng Ying also saw a side face. She didn't know what the man said to An Sheng, An Sheng listened carefully, and then nodded.

The man left.

Maybe her attention was too intense, or maybe the man was too sensitive and turned his face to look at Meng Ying.