The Almighty Wife explodes

After she finished asking, Meng Haoyu looked at her with a mentally retarded look.

"No, you can forget even this."

Meng Haoyu no longer knew what to say.

With a long sigh, he explained: "Today is the auction. The invitations were sent to everyone a month ago. Everyone will be dressed up tonight!"

The three of Meng Jiancheng had already gone.

But he was afraid that Meng Yao would not know the way, so he stayed and waited for her.

Well, it seems she had completely forgotten about it.

"Dress up." Meng Yao murmured.

She didn't.

Meng Haoyu probably guessed it from her expression, covered his chest, and howled dryly, "What on earth can you remember?"

"Remember you said you would pay me for snacks."

Well, she can't remember anything except eating.

She looked at the pajamas she was wearing, and was silent for a while, "Then what should I do now."

She opened her mouth helplessly.

Could it be possible to go in pajamas and be the prettiest kid at the auction?
Two hours later, Meng Yao showed up at the entrance of the auction on time with the little fat man.

Meng Haoyu looked at her with a speechless face.

"What do you look at, I think it looks pretty!" She said, handing over the post and leading him into the hall.

The wine glasses were intertwined, everyone was smiling, what a gentle scene.

Meng Yao stepped on her high-heeled shoes, her aura was fully on, and she walked towards their position with a rattling sound.

The wind was blowing all the way, and the people around couldn't help it, so they took the time to turn their heads to look at her.

"Sorry, I'm late." Meng Yao came to the round table, sat down gracefully, with a smile on her lips, and her every move was full of nobility.

Meng Qingya and the others were stunned.

Is this the Meng Yao they knew before?

Naturally, Meng Yao also saw their shock, and couldn't help but sneered in her heart.

When she was on a mission abroad in her previous life, she had to play the role of a noble European lady. Her performance was flawless. How could it be rare to hold her in an auction?
It's simply a matter of hand.

Liu Mei's smile was a little stiff.

She could feel that the eyes of many young talents were cast on Meng Yao, and her daughter was completely reduced to a background board.

Liu Mei took a look at her attire and felt that the problem must be the clothes.

This set is wearing pure black trousers, which looks very different among all the evening dresses, and the top is a bit short, which shows a woman's perfect waistline very well.

The trousers outline her hips and slender buttocks beautifully like a picture scroll of clothes.

It made her very sassy.

Just like the heroine who saved the world in European and American movies.

"Here, everyone wears skirts. It's not good for you to wear this." Liu Mei twitched the corners of her mouth, hoping that she could change into an outfit that would stand out from everyone.

How could Meng Yao care about other people's eyes.

She raised her eyebrows, spread her hands, and shrugged, "I don't think there's anything wrong with it. You wear your skirts, and I wear my trousers. What, you want to control my clothes?"

"Meng Yao!" Meng Jiancheng couldn't help scolding.

Meng Yao rolled his eyes at Meng Jiancheng, and waved his hands as if waving away flies, "Keep your voice down, look, the people at the next table turned to look at us when they heard your voice, you don't think I'm ashamed Woolen cloth."

When it comes to irritating people, Meng Yao is a good hand.

Come one gas one, come one pair gas one pair.

Meng Jiancheng's face turned blue again.