The first favorite of sweet marriage: President, honey kiss

Chapter 354 "Miss Gao, have I invited you?"

The faces of the father and daughter were not good-looking, although they didn't quarrel loudly except for Huarong calling out loudly before, but anyone could see that the atmosphere between them was tense.

But the onlookers belonged to the onlookers, and no one heard what they said in detail.

Except for Xia Quan, he heard almost all the conversations between them.

Until then, she pursed her lips and walked to Hua Rong's side, raised her hand to hold her arm, said nothing, only the soft and silent strength of her fingers.

Hua Rong fell into obsession, even her eyelids drooped, her eyes didn't know where to fall, she seemed to lose focus, her face was expressionless, as if blank, so that people couldn't even understand what she was thinking at this moment. What.

Hua Dongsen looked at her distraught look, sighed, and said in a soft voice, "Will you believe it or not, the facts will tell you that the banquet is about to officially begin, and if he wants to, even if he breaks his leg, he will Find a way to come here..."

Having said that, he turned to look at Xia Quan, "Miss Xia, take her to the lounge."

Standing here is like a monkey, and people will talk about it.

Xia Quan nodded with a shallow arc, and while pulling her lightly, walked towards the lounge, and said in a low voice, "Rongrong...let's go to the lounge, and wait."

Xia Quan usually speaks, although his voice is very gentle at first glance, but there is always a lazy coolness.

Rarely, like now, is total subduedness.

Hua Rong turned his head to look at Xia Quan with light makeup, and asked softly, "Xia Xia, do you think he will come?"

Xia Quan didn't avoid her gaze, but he didn't answer either.

She closed her eyes and smiled, "You also think he won't come, don't you?"

Xia Quan pursed his lips, and said after a while, "The engagement banquet starts at eleven o'clock, and you should wait until eleven o'clock to do your best for this relationship. It's a pity, whether it's this boyfriend or the engagement banquet... As for being sad..."

With her slender and cool fingers, she slowly caressed Hua Rong's face, "There will always be sadness, and it will always pass."

Hua Rong parted her red lips and smiled, "Is this the last armor of pessimism?"

Always prepare for the worst, and there will never be the saddest time.

"Let's go," Xia Quan pulled her and turned around, ignoring everyone's curiosity-seeking eyes and calmly walked to the lounge.

The smile on Hua Rong's face fluttered so much that even his voice became light, "If he doesn't come, I will lose face again, and I will be humiliated by men on such occasions."

"It's not your fault. As long as you don't fall down, these boring gossips are just irrelevant gossip. A beautiful life always needs some spices."

"You can really talk—"

"Miss Hua."

A familiar female voice sounded from behind them, but obviously more assertive than in memory.

Hua Rong's back stiffened, and her pupils shrank suddenly. Xia Quan, who was closest to her, even obviously felt that her breathing was out of rhythm.

The two turned around.

The young woman wore a red dress with suspenders, and stood in front of them with a smile on her face, her chin raised high, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows including the curvature of her mouth, all trying to create a victorious posture.

Hua Rong's face, which was originally calm because of the blankness and desolation, instantly turned cold.

Her voice was very flat, but it seemed to be frosted, "Miss Gao, have I invited you?"

"No, I came in with a little brother's invitation."

(End of this chapter)