Rebirth of the Giants: The Return of the Devil's Daughter

It was eight o'clock, and Wen Xinya hadn't arrived yet. The reporters all speculated whether Wen Xinya would not come. They felt that the rumors in the circle about Wen Xinya being domineering, not allowing her stepmother and step-sister, and not getting along with her father were very likely to be true. .

At this time, there was a commotion outside, and then two men dressed as chefs in white top hats pushed a one-meter-high cake into the venue.

Such a beautiful cake tower attracted the attention of everyone in the field.

Ning Shuqian hurried over and said, "I didn't order such a cake, did you send it by mistake?"

In fact, one of the men said: "Hello, Mrs. Ning, Miss Wen asked us to send it here. Miss Wen specially invited a French four-star cake chef to make this cake tower for you. Happy birthday to you, every year there will be today." , every year has its present.”

The person has not yet arrived, but the gift has been delivered. It seems that Wen Xinya will probably come to her stepmother's birthday reception. There are rumors in the circle that Wen Xinya doesn't tolerate her stepmother, and the rumors that she doesn't get along with her father are probably not true.

The reporters took a lot of shots at the cake.

"I didn't expect this child to be so caring." Ning Shuqian's face twitched faintly. What kind of tricks is this little bitch Wen Xinya playing? She wouldn't think that sending a cake tower would make her reputation better. ?

This is too naive!

At eight o'clock, the reception was about to start, but less than one-third of the guests were invited to the reception. The sparse group of people were all wives and ladies who were familiar with Ning Shuqian. It is a little-known third-rate family.

Ning Shuqian felt that something was wrong. After all, Hao Wen was the president of the Wen Group. Even if he sent invitations, he did not look at the face of the monk, but at the face of the Buddha. Most people wanted to save face. How could so many people not come?

Wen Haowen's embarrassment made him turn pale and pale. If he hadn't taken care of being in the hotel, he might have lost his temper on the spot. He quickly called his secretary and said, "Go and find out what's going on here?"

Soon, Wen Haowen's secretary went back and forth: "President, it's too bad, Director Sun of the National Security Bureau will hold a make-up birthday party for his wife in Shangri-La, and the time will be at [-] o'clock tonight. Celebrities from all walks of life in the capital have received invitations. All the guests we originally invited went there."

"How could this be? Isn't the wife of the Director of National Security never holding birthday parties?" Ning Shuqian heard the news, the blood on her face faded away, and her [-]cm stiletto shoes were on her feet. , almost unable to support his crumbling body.

Wen Haowen's gentle and handsome face instantly distorted into a terrifying look: "Why didn't I hear the wind before?"

The director of the National Security Bureau, who is that person, someone who can speak in various fields of politics, business, entertainment, and entertainment, who will not give face when he holds a banquet?Who doesn't want to curry favor?Even if you are lying on a hospital bed, you have to climb up to the banquet.

As the saying goes, people don't fight with officials. Compared with the director of national security, he is not enough. No wonder those people don't come to his banquet.

The secretary hurriedly said: "Not only you, even many people in the upper class have not received the news. The news didn't come out until not long ago, and we have been busy with the reception, so we didn't pay attention."

Wen Haowen was so angry that his liver hurt, and he couldn't speak for a long while: "What are you doing for food? You didn't find out such important news until now. Are you deliberately embarrassing me?"

The secretary lowered his head and let Wen Haowen scold furiously. After following Wen Haowen for many years, he naturally knew Wen Haowen's temperament. At this time, any explanation would be superfluous.

At this time, the reporters on the scene also got the news, and they immediately slapped Ning Shuqian and Wen Haowen as if they had been spat out.

Ning Shuqian's brain was in a mess, her body staggered, she almost fell to the ground, she pulled Wen Haowen's sleeve: "Haowen, what should we do now?"

Her eyes blankly inspected this reception specially held for her. She thought today was the beginning of her glory, but it turned into a hellish abyss in the end. She painstakingly calculated, arranged carefully, and the birthday reception that she was looking forward to, became A huge joke.

Wen Haowen tugged on his tie irritably, his suppressed anger was extremely dull: "What should I do? You ask me, who should I ask? How do I know what to do?"

Ning Shuqian felt that the flashlights kept shooting her face, how beautiful she was when she faced the reporter just now, how bleak it is now, suddenly...she couldn't help but blame herself for not wearing such a bright color today Clothes, with such brilliant accessories.

She could almost imagine that the headlines of tomorrow's newspapers and magazines, except that the director of national security held a make-up birthday party for his wife, would be that her birthday party was an empty nest.

The extreme scenery set off her extremely bleakness.

For the first time in her life, she felt such a great humiliation.

Wen Haowen looked at the few guests, all of whom were small families who were not on the stage, and felt that he had lost all face at this moment: "What's the matter with you, our Wen family is also a famous and famous family in the capital, look See what kind of people you invited, it's a total embarrassment to me that I can't get on the stage like this."

Ning Shuqian said blankly: "They...are all ladies and wives that I know well on weekdays, that's why I..."

Hearing this, Wen Haowen was even more angry: "You only know these third-rate little family wives who are not on the stage? If that's the case, you might as well stay at home peacefully and give me less Go out and shame yourself."

"Hao... Haowen! I..." Ning Shuqian's mind was in chaos, and Wen Haowen's angry accusations scratched her heart like a knife, causing heart-piercing pain.

Wen Haowen felt that if he stayed a little longer, he would lose face more, so he shook his hands and strode away, and after walking a few steps, he turned around and said, "What are you still doing in a daze, go and change your clothes, we will go to Director Sun's right now banquet."

Ning Shuqian stood there blankly, she never thought that the pit she dug for Wen Xinya with painstaking calculations ended up burying herself so thoroughly.

correct!Warm and elegant!

It is warm and elegant, it must be warm and elegant!

Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence?

No... no, no matter how powerful Wen Xinya is, how could she dispatch the head of the National Security Bureau!

She felt that this matter enveloped her whole body like a conspiracy, but she couldn't figure out what it was all about.

Wen Haowen looked at her dumbfounded look, and turned up the volume irritably: "Did you hear what I said?"

Ning Shuqian woke up like a dream, and said in a daze, "Go...go to Director Sun's banquet..."

She unconsciously repeated Wen Haowen's words. As soon as she finished speaking, she woke up after slapping a cream, because Director Sun held a make-up birthday party for her wife, which made her empty and humiliated. Past groveling and laughing.

Ning Shuqian was unwilling, anger, hatred, and humiliation surged up like a tide, submerging her whole body, she clenched her hands suddenly, forcing herself to calm down.