Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

  The charity dinner in Rui City is well-known far and wide, led by a number of charitable organizations. Most of the people who can receive invitations are rich and powerful people, and it has slowly developed into one of the annual high society gatherings.

  Han Xiaoye took Han Junqing's hand and walked into the venue with ten-inch high heels that he was not used to.

  The speed of the rise of the Han family in the real estate industry should not be underestimated, but it still cannot escape the suspicion of upstarts. Like this kind of celebrity gathering, the Han family is generally ranked in the middle. Sure enough, the waiter led them to the middle table. Han Xiaoye put down his bag carelessly and sat down. Suffocate her! Who the **** invented the high-heeled shoes? It's too cruel!

   There were already quite a few people sitting on the table. When the ladies and celebrities saw Han Xiaoye, they exchanged glances and stopped talking. The people at the table next to them watched her and whispered.

  Han Junqing saw the contempt in their eyes and couldn't help clenching his teeth. Just as he was about to say something, someone grabbed his hand under the table.

  Han Junqing turned around in confusion.

  Han Xiaoye shook his head at him.

  Since she is here, she is not afraid of being pointed at. Anyway, she didn't do anything wrong, and she wasn't afraid of a long-tongued woman!

   There will be a meal before the start of the charity banquet.

   Waiters in tuxedos brought exquisite dishes one after another.

   The people at the other tables have already begun to chat and communicate, and their tables are like acupuncture points, dead silent, and no one is willing to move the chopsticks first.

  Han Xiaoye didn't see their undercurrents surging, so he picked up his chopsticks and grabbed a dish he liked, and buried his head to eat.

   She eats cheerfully, without the delicate elegance of a lady. Many people looked at her with more and more contempt. When Han Junqing was about to endure it, a chicken leg fell into his bowl, "Brother, eat."

   Food is currently, whoever doesn't eat it ****!

   At this moment, a woman on the right covered her mouth and exclaimed coyly, "Oh my God, she actually used her chopsticks to serve others."

   "Cut, I probably haven't learned table manners. I don't eat anything that people have touched."

   Seeing how many people were talking more and more, Han Junqing put down his chopsticks and his face was ashen, "You have the ability to speak loudly! What kind of aristocratic etiquette is talking about others?"

   One of the women with delicate makeup suddenly raised her voice, "It's not up to you, an illegitimate child, to talk about our etiquette."

   Han Baoer, who was sitting in the distance, heard the movement here, and gritted his teeth out, "It's her again!"

   She held down the man next to her who was about to come forward, her face twisted, "Yan Xu, don't go! I'm your rightful fiancee!"

   More and more people are paying attention to this side, Han Xiaoye calmly wiped his mouth and pulled Han Junqing to sit down. He showed a sneering smile, "I said this aunty, you have a new nose, right? Don't get too excited, I heard that talking too hard can easily collapse the cosmetic prosthesis. Hey. "Auntie, why is your nose a little crooked?"

   "What nonsense are you talking about!" The man was a little annoyed, "Who has plastic surgery?"

   "Auntie, it's not a disease to have a small chest, but a brain disability can kill you. You already admit that you're an auntie, and you still ask me who I'm talking about."

  Han Xiaoye showed eight teeth, rubbed his knuckles by the way, and the little hooligan pouted.

"By the way, Auntie, I forgot to tell you. In the past two years, I, a rude person who doesn't understand table manners, went to practice close combat and taekwondo. You must not reason with me, I have a What's wrong. I'm annoyed if I'm blind to Bibi. When I'm annoyed with this hand, I'll get windy, and I like to hit people like crazy. You've heard of acute psychosis, you don't need to be responsible for hitting someone with this thing."

  The people present were all self-identified, and no one thought that she would be such a rogue. And so arrogant and arrogant.

   The woman glared at her several times, trembling with anger, and finally sat down reluctantly.

   With so many people watching, Han Xiaoye can be presumptuous, but she can't.

   The people at the table were all seated like bodhisattvas. Han Xiaoye didn't bother to care whether they were eating or not, and ate his own dishes with his favorite dishes. I have to say, a lot of dishes today were pretty good. Especially the materials used are all expensive. Han Xiaoye opened his stomach and ate happily as if he didn't want any money for abalone, ginseng and belly. While eating, I didn't forget to call the people around me who were still sulking, "Don't be angry, it's a big deal."

  Han Junqing felt more and more distressed when she saw her indifferent expression.

   If he hadn't insisted on pulling her, how could she have been humiliated like this. Now he can't wait to take her away immediately, but he knows that if he leaves, it is equivalent to admitting defeat.

   She was obviously the well-known daughter of the Han family, but she was now someone who could be bullied by everyone. If they weren't there...

  Han Junqing picked up the chopsticks, suppressed the anger in his heart, and ate together with Han Xiaoye.

   Finally, the grueling lunch time has passed.

  The waiters cleared the table and served fresh fruits and tea. Auction cards were dealt to every table and every house.

  Auction officially started—

  The auction started with some gadgets, and the reserve price and transaction price were not high. The further back you go, the higher you get. And according to the annual practice, a piece of priceless jewelry will be auctioned in the end. Whoever takes the picture is the absolute protagonist of the dinner party! Of course, the jewelry you shoot can also be given away. The party receiving the gift cannot refuse it. Must wear jewelry at the dinner party as the giver's female companion (male companion) for one night.

  Han Xiaoye was so angry that he couldn't stop falling asleep after drinking half a cup of tea.

so boring…

  Han Junqing saw that she was bored, so she leaned into her ear and said, "Little sister, I'll take a photo of the finale jewelry for you in a while for this group of people to see!"

"do not!"

  Han Xiaoye was interrupted angrily before he could finish his words, "Don't worry, I didn't make an impulsive decision. I must let everyone know that you are back, and you are still the eldest miss of the Han family."

  Han Xiaoye couldn't stop him.

  The last piece of jewelry soon arrived.

   She noticed that many people were eager to try it.

  The auctioneer opened the jewelry box, and a beautiful diamond crown was printed on the big screen.

"Today's finale is the crown once worn by the 19th-century French royal family Princess Ruth. The crown consists of 108 diamonds, with seven top South African pink diamonds set on the top, weighing 306 carats. The base price is 100. 10,000, and the price will increase once every 100,000. Start bidding now."

"five million!"

"Seven million!"

   "Nine million!"

   Sitting at their table, the person who had quarreled with Han Junqing just now raised the auction board, "12 million." After shouting the price, he didn't forget to give Han Xiaoye a glance.