Strong Locked Marriage: Mr. Jiang's Apex Treasure

As soon as she got home, Lin Xia saw the happy faces of her parents.

Mom looked behind her: "Did Fu Xun send you back?"

"He, he has something to do at the moment." Lin Xia smiled awkwardly, and made a fuss casually based on the idea that one more thing is worse than one less thing.

My mother was not suspicious, she took her hand and held it tightly in her palm, and said with a smile: "Your Uncle Fu specially sent a dress, oh yes, as well as high heels and cosmetics, very considerate. Tonight is Fu We can't be late for the anniversary of our group."

Lin Xia complained sadly: "Mom, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Tell her earlier, and she'll just come back next week.

My mother squinted her eyes and patted the back of her hand: "I told you what to do. I told you earlier. If your mind wandered, wouldn't it affect your studies? After all, you are still a student, and you are good enough. When you get to your in-law's house As for being looked down upon, understand?"

"Mom, what kind of in-law's family, I..."

"Okay, mom knows you're embarrassed, so go upstairs and change." Mom pushed her upstairs after she finished speaking.

"???" Lin Xia lowered her arms, full of mourning.

There is a gray-blue large V-neck dress in the room. The skirt is designed with a short front and a long back, which is very thoughtful and will not make people look short.

Next to the dress is a pile of cosmetics and a pair of ten-centimeter high-heeled shoes, the uppers of which can blind people's eyes under the refraction of light.

Lin Xia stared at these things, resting her chin on her little hand: "It's obviously too different from my usual dressing style. Especially the shoes, how should I wear them so high? If you fall and break your bone...you need to put on a plaster cast."

She felt very depressed, and her mother urged her several times at the door of the room.

That's all, the boat is naturally straight when it reaches the bridge.

After Lin Xia changed her clothes and put on makeup, her long hair was coiled all over her head, making her whole face look rounder.

She turned around in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and couldn't help sighing: the saying that people depend on clothes and horses depend on saddles is true. Is the person in the mirror still me?
The only thing about her outfit that made her feel awkward was that the collar was too low, and the ravine was deep and obvious, exposing all the advantages of her figure.

As a true king who hides his bronze figure, he is somewhat embarrassed after being accidentally exposed.

"Stinky boy, aren't you alright? Time is running out."

When the mother's urging sound sounded for the nth time, Lin Xia stepped on the height of Hentian, carefully supported the wall and opened the door.

The mother and daughter looked at each other, and the mother exclaimed: "It's pretty, it's so pretty, my daughter is just beautiful!"

Uh, how do you say something?

Riley's first child is also his own good.

That's true.

……

The anniversary celebration of the Fu Group was held in the most luxurious hotel in the area.

Starting from scratch, Uncle Fu expanded his business to the whole country step by step, becoming one of the well-known domestic musical instrument suppliers in recent years, which is not easy.

Thousands of square meters of the venue was crowded with men in suits and leather shoes, and ladies in noble and generous manner.

This kind of occasion has never been a simple gathering.

The collision of cups and cups is often profitable behind the scenes. They pretend to be familiar, chat with unfamiliar businessmen, and calmly prove their worth, so as to attract "friends" who are higher than themselves

"Old Lin, here." Uncle Fu saw Lin Xia's family in the crowd, and hurried forward.

"Xia Xia, hurry up and call someone." Mom shrugged Lin Xia's arm.

"Hello, Uncle Fu."

Uncle Fu laughed loudly: "Okay, okay. Xia Xia wears the skirt I gave you, she is really gorgeous."

At this time, Dad took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Uncle Fu, and asked, "Where is Fu Xun? He didn't come?"

"Come here, come here, in the VIP living room." Uncle Fu covered his lips and whispered in Dad's ear, "There is a side hall at the back, which is smaller, with only a hundred or eighty people in it, most of them are my important partners. .”

Dad understood, pointed to Uncle Fu, and joked: "Old Fu, a profiteer, you are becoming more and more like an old fox now, treat them differently, and you play very well."

Uncle Fu smiled embarrassingly: "I can't help myself. Don't chat here, let's go to the side hall quickly. After staying here for a long time, I will be so entangled in a while."

"well."

Mom and Dad agreed together.

Lin Xia felt sad in her heart.

This kind of occasion is really not suitable for her. The most terrible thing is that she has been faintly worried that if the gangster comes to ask her to meet at this time, how will she get out.

Simply miserable!
She firmly held her mother's arm, using it as a crutch, and followed Uncle Fu to the side hall.

"Fu Xun, come here." Uncle Fu waved to Fu Xun.

In front of the huge champagne tower, Fu Xun turned around.

Today, Fu Xun is wearing a pure black suit, with a tall and straight figure and glasses, full of abstinence.

He put down the champagne glass and strode towards Lin Xia.

As his eyes approached, Fu Xun's cold eyes seemed to warm up.

I have known Lin Xia for many years, but I have never seen her in a dress. What surprised Fu Xun was that he never knew that Lin Xia's figure was so exciting.

The black leather shoes landed in front of her and did not move. Fu Xun's eyes circled her chest unconsciously for a while.

Lin Xia subconsciously blocked her chest, her face was hot.

"Fu Xun, stay with Lin Xia. I will catch up with your future father-in-law and mother-in-law."

Fu Xun nodded respectfully to his father, and the three elders walked away, Lin Xia's hands were holding on to her skirt nervously, not daring to move easily, her whole body was crooked.

Fu Xun saw the clue, walked to her side, and actively bent his right arm: "Hold me."

Lin Xia froze for a moment, but said nothing.

Fu Xun simply pinched her hand and put it on his arm, still not forgetting to say arrogantly: "I just don't want my fiancée to be on all fours like a flipped bastard on today's occasion."

"!!!" You can die if you don't have a poisonous mouth?
With Fu Xun's support, Lin Xia sighed and sat in the VIP seat, looked at the time, and muttered: "When will it officially start, and how will it end if it doesn't start?"

Fu Xun sat across from her, and when he heard Lin Xia's murmur, he said coldly, "My dad said that an important person is coming today, but if he's not present, my dad can't hold the banquet."

Lin Xia was curious for a moment, and blinked hard: "Who? Is it so big?"

Fu Xun said, "I don't know."

In fact, Fu Xun was also curious. With the growing of the Fu Group, there are very few people that his father fears.

Lin Xia didn't ask any more questions, thinking: Anyway, it has nothing to do with me.

After sitting face to face with Fu Xun for 2 minutes, Fu Xun intertwined his hands and finally asked, "You told Murphy about us, right?"

The corners of Lin Xia's mouth twitched. At first, he thought that this topic was not discussed on the train, and Fu Xun would not talk about it anymore.

Who would have thought...

"Hehehe, it's me." Lin Xia admitted honestly, after all, the PPT was really perfect, and the finger pointed at Fu Xun's stalker, who used all means to force the young girl.

Fu Xun glanced at her, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Lin Xia, you really don't like me anymore."

A rare affirmation.

Lin Xia was so moved, this defiant guy finally came to his senses.

She stretched out her paw, and patted Fu Xun's shoulder: "Great, you finally have an epiphany. The gift money my dad spent...I will definitely find a way to return it."

Uh... But in the second half of the sentence, Lin Xia obviously lost his confidence.

Fu Xun smiled, as if he was contemptuous of her innocence.

Lin Xia was stunned by the expression on Fu Xun's face, and the phone rang again suddenly.

She looked down and saw that it was a WeChat message from the gangster: Where is it?

Lin Xia's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he poked his paws and replied: At the anniversary of the Fu Group, you heard meow when you got off the train, gangster, don't be angry, I was beaten by my father Mom forcibly pressed it, and I was also helpless.

She typed a bunch of words, anxiously waiting for a reply from the other end.

About half a minute later, Jiang Sibai's WeChat came in again.

It's just the content...it's pretty scary.