This wealthy family is too rich for me

After all, He Jing has been with Gao Guixiang for many years, so she must know her very well. She said it was delicious, so she didn't run away.

The days passed day by day, and although Jiang Moyao never went to school, she was still very fulfilled.

On the first day of the birthday party, He Shengchen brought back something mysteriously and refused to let Jiang Moyao see it, but it made her curious.

Following him step by step back to the room, he couldn't help asking: "What is it?"

"Close your eyes first." He Shengchen pressed her shoulders, and after he closed his eyes, he felt that this naughty little woman might peek, so he pressed her and turned around.

Jiang Moyao curled her lips: "It's so mysterious..." The peeking plan failed before it was implemented.

There was a rustling sound from behind, as if he had pulled something out.

"Turn around."

As the words fell, hands were covered in front of her eyes, she had no choice but to turn around following his movements, her eyes were dark, and her palms slowly moved down.

She squinted her eyes, and her eyes were filled with amazement.

The bed was covered with a lavender tube top dress, inlaid with sparkling diamonds on the chest, and embroidered with intricate and delicate embroidery. The layers of skirts underneath were spread out, even hanging on the ground.

"This is?"

"It's for you." He Shengchen put his hands on her waist: "It's your size, I measured it, it won't go wrong."

He holds it every day. He is fascinated by the softness of this small waist, and he can do it in any position.

Jiang Moyao blushed a bit, then looked at the dress, reluctant to take her eyes away: "This is too pretty, but will it steal the limelight from grandma? After all, it is her birthday party."

He Shengchen laughed lowly: "No, grandma doesn't do beauty contests."

Jiang Moyao glared at him silently, and whispered: "It's so pretty."

You can tell from her attitude that she really loves this dress.

He Shengchen added: "Besides, even if you don't wear this dress, you are still the most shining person in my heart."

There is no woman who does not like sweet talk, and Jiang Moyao is no exception. She couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled, then turned and tilted her head to look at him: "Then I won't be polite."

Mo Mei didn't notice that her waist was turning in a circle in his hand.

He Shengchen's eyes deepened, and the familiar darkness appeared in the depths of his eyes. Jiang Moyao immediately faltered, and hurriedly pushed him away: "I'll go and see the cake."

After speaking, he was afraid that he would catch up, so he ran away.

He Shengchen sat next to the dress, looked down at himself, and curled his lips helplessly. He was always proud of his strong self-control, and he never thought that one day he would become like this.

Just like a young boy, he is easily provoked and can't control himself at all.

When Jiang Moyao said that she went downstairs to see the cake, she didn't just say it casually. On the one hand, she wanted to escape the suffocating atmosphere, and on the other hand, she really wanted to study the cake.

The shape of the birthday cake had already been ordered, she took a last look to make sure there was no problem, put the cake back carefully, and went upstairs.

The birthday party was very lively on that day. The He family's reputation and prestige were all there. All the guests who received the invitations entered the venue according to the time limit. It can be said that celebrities gathered together. The people who came were all prominent figures in the business and political circles.

Gao Guixiang also dressed up very energetically today. The old lady smiled, obviously very satisfied with the birthday party hosted by her grandson.

The guests are all here, and the birthday party officially begins.

Jiang Moyao has also changed into a purple dress, and a makeup artist has styled her and painted her delicate makeup.

He Shengchen went upstairs to pick her up. Seeing her like this, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then he curled his lips: "I knew that this dress is very suitable for you."

"Huh...huh..." Jiang Moyao took a few deep breaths: "Are you going down?"

He Shengchen took his hand, only to realize that her palm was full of sweat and very cold, he frowned slightly, and said softly: "Don't worry, I will always be with you, you just need to stay by my side."

Jiang Moyao wanted to pull out a smile, but found it failed, and the corners of her mouth froze: "I also want to calm down."

This was the first time she had met outsiders so formally. If she behaved badly, others would laugh at He Shengchen, especially Gao Guixiang would be very disappointed in her. Thinking of this, it was impossible for her not to be nervous.

She was a little flustered, so she had to tell the truth: "I'm afraid I won't perform well."

He Shengchen frowned, suddenly grabbed the back of her head, gave her a lingering kiss, and then whispered: "Are you still afraid?"

Jiang Moyao pursed her lips. While being shy, she really felt that the tension had eased a lot, but then she became a little flustered: "My lip makeup is all gone!"

"Heh." He Shengchen couldn't help chuckling, pulled her to sit down, put on lip gloss on her personally, and then admired it in the mirror: "It's so beautiful."

Jiang Moyao evoked a bright smile, was held by his hand, left the bedroom, and walked downstairs.

He Shengchen led Jiang Moyao downstairs, and the guests all looked at them.

With so many people watching, Jiang Moyao couldn't help becoming a little nervous again.

Soon, I felt that the hand holding my own was tight, and the tension in my heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.

He Shengchen tilted his head slightly, and said in her ear: "You are the most beautiful woman in the audience today, be more confident."

what is the most beautiful...

Jiang Moyao felt a little ecstatic, took a deep breath, with a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth, and followed him down the steps step by step.

The tall man was dressed in a black suit, tall and handsome, looking sideways at the woman beside him with tenderness and pampering eyes.

The woman was wearing a purple tube top dress, revealing half of her full body, outlining a slender and plump figure. The eyes of the men present were all brightened, and they couldn't help but glue their eyes to her.

When He Jing came down before, she had a weak aura, like a sick and weak princess, which attracted everyone's attention, but with this comparison, He Jing was instantly forgotten by everyone.

Lin Wanru covered her mouth, screaming crazily in her heart, and kept poking Liang Xiaoxiao next to her: "Did you see it?"

Liang Xiaoxiao was also stunned, but she soon came back to her senses, and couldn't help rubbing the place she poked: "I see, don't poke me, poke yourself."

It hurts.

Lin Wanru stopped poking her, and pinched her arm instead: "It's beautiful, it's worthy of being the goddess of our department."

He Shengchen led Jiang Moyao to the round platform, stood beside Gao Guixiang, and solemnly introduced to everyone: "This is my wife, Jiang Moyao."

Everyone could tell that He Shengchen liked his wife very much. Obviously, this Mrs. He was not as unpopular as the media said.

At that time, someone boasted: "Mrs. He is so beautiful and temperamental, no wonder Mr. He hid his wife so tightly."

"It's really beautiful."

"I've seen a lot of famous ladies, but I've never seen such a beautiful one."

There were more voices of praise, and Jiang Moyao gradually calmed down. She was still a little flustered at first, for fear that she would embarrass He Shengchen.

But looking at his side face, he suddenly calmed down, and couldn't help showing a bright smile.

Everyone sighed again, and of course some men expressed their envy: "Mr. He is so lucky to marry such a beautiful wife, and to follow him all the time, well-behaved and sensible."

This statement was unanimously approved by everyone.

But at this moment, a discordant voice sounded.

"What's the use of being good-looking, marrying back and using it as a vase?"

"That's right, the Jiang family's mess hasn't been resolved yet, and don't forget, Miss Jiang didn't marry the He family back then."

With such a reminder, everyone remembered that in the farce wedding back then, the groom was not He Shengchen, and the two got together in the middle of the wedding.

Jiang Moyao's face remained unchanged, but the hands hanging behind her were clenched subconsciously.

He Shengchen's gaze wandered through the crowd, and he quickly locked on to the two people who were talking. They were two girls with heavy makeup, and he didn't know whose family they belonged to. He squinted his eyes: "Who invited you here?"

Following his gaze, the crowd dispersed consciously, leaving only two women standing in the center. The expressions of the two changed and they looked at each other. The older one pretended to be calm: "We got the invitation card." .”

He Shengchen said lightly: "Then you should know that this is my wife, the mistress of the He family, you'd better speak respectfully, otherwise I can only ask you to leave."

The older woman's face turned pale: "Even if you are the person in charge of the He family, you can't treat us like this. We are here to celebrate the old lady's birthday. Treating guests like this is how your He family treats guests?"

Everyone didn't dare to show their anger, they turned their heads to look at He Shengchen, wanting to see his reaction, but he didn't move, he called the bodyguards directly and invited them out.

Jiang Moyao whispered, "Isn't that bad?"

It's okay for her to be a little wronged, but it can't spoil the old lady's happiness.

Unexpectedly, the old lady said: "Today is my birthday party. Since everyone is here, they are guests, but I hope everyone can keep their words. I don't welcome guests like this."

Jiang Moyao was extremely surprised, seeing that she was a little unresponsive, He Shengchen curled his lips but he understood the reason.

Although grandma has some opinions on Miss Jiang, it is in private. These people are spreading rumors and talking nonsense here, just to slap the He family in the face again.

Of course she doesn't allow it.

At this moment, He Jing, who had been sitting in a wheelchair without making a sound, also said: "Everyone, please don't have any prejudice against my sister-in-law. In fact, she is very good. I like her a lot."

The whole family defended Jiang Moyao, so naturally no one spoke ill of her, and it was only those two women who were spoiling the fun just now.

"The relationship between your family is really good, and the old lady can enjoy the blessing now."

"After a year or so before holding the grandson, the old lady will have something to do, just coax the grandson every day."

Gao Guixiang hadn't thought about it yet, but after hearing what they said, she couldn't help imagining that scene, and then laughed: "Thank you for your kind words."