Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Wen Qingyue's face turned completely cold, and she brushed away the man's salty pig's hand, "I'm old enough, so I have the nerve to imitate others and talk to little girls!"

These words made the man's face darken, and Wen Qingyue's words made him a little annoyed, he sneered and said, "You little girl like me at my age, don't you? Young people don't have the financial strength to satisfy you!"

Very good, another one who harassed her because of rumors.

Few people knew her at this banquet, and there were only two people who wanted to humiliate her.

Li Ni.

Wen Qingyue already had the answer in her heart, and she was not in a hurry to trouble her.

It's really funny, do you really think girls from the countryside are easy to bully?

At this moment, the banquet is about to enter the theme of tonight, and the auction is about to start. Many guests are coming and going in and out of the bathroom, and there are people coming and going in the corridor. Seeing Wen Qingyue being stopped by a middle-aged man, they all stand on the sidelines not far away, with playful eyes.

Wen Qingyue leaned against the wall irritably, crossed her hands, and said playfully: "I like money, don't you?"

The man didn't see the coldness in her eyes, thinking that she had listened to his words and was moved by Qian, so he smiled contemptuously.

Slut, it's not that he likes money, so he pretends to be noble!

The man's eyes undisguisedly looked back and forth at Wen Qingyue, with unsightly images in his mind, he squinted his eyes impatiently and said: "Who doesn't like money, you come with me tonight, I will I guarantee that you will have nothing to worry about for the rest of your life!"

There was disgust in Wen Qingyue's eyes, and she twitched the corners of her mouth, "What a big tone, didn't you brush your teeth?"

She paused, glanced at the man, and said contemptuously like a queen: "Do you know who I am? Just promise to keep me well fed and clothed in my next life."

"Who wouldn't know, aren't you just Wen Qingyue? Your Wen family is rich, but do your parents value you? What can they give you? Follow me, I..." The man stretched out his arms towards her while talking. Salted pork knuckle.

Wen Qingyue narrowed her eyes slightly, and when the man's hand was about to touch her shoulder, she quickly grabbed his wrist and twisted it back.

"Ah!" There was a scream, Wen Qingyue twisted the man's wrist and stood behind him, the man was so painful that he bent his back slightly to face her, trying to struggle but couldn't.

Wen Qingyue pushed forward in disgust, the man's center of gravity was unstable, he staggered and ran two steps forward before lying on the ground, several women watching the theater were scared and screamed by this sudden attack.

"Oh...you...you dare to hit me!" The man struggled to turn over and sat on the ground, his wrist was twisted and dislocated by Wen Qingyue, twisted and crooked, the pain made him sweat profusely.

Wen Qingyue took a few steps forward with a blank expression, and glanced at him like a charity, "You deserve money to humiliate me? What are you? When your aunt burns money to play, you are still doing it for that." Qian nodded and bowed to people."

This is not bragging. Before she came to this world, she spent several million dollars on racing as a hobby.

Although she doesn't have that much money for the time being, as long as she is willing, she can still make money easily so that she can live comfortably. Are these people worthy of humiliating her with money?

Wen Qingyue squatted down, leveled the man's gaze, and said in a low voice expressionlessly: "I don't care who asked you to come, don't let me see you again tonight, or I will goug your eyes!"

The man trembled all over, wrapped in an unprecedented fear, he knew that Wen Qingyue was not threatening her, she really wanted to poach his eyes, because he saw the murderous look in those beautiful eyes.

Wen Qingyue stood up gracefully, holding a bag in her hand, and slowly approached the women who were watching.

Several women made way for her with some fear, but Wen Qingyue stopped and said coldly: "Delete the video you took."

The cold voice seemed to be giving orders, but they dared not disobey and obediently deleted the video from their phones.

Wen Qingyue entered the venue after confirming.

As soon as she left, the few people in the corridor felt that the air that had been taken away had returned, and they patted their chests and took deep breaths in fear.

There was no one in the banquet hall, so the waiter saw her and came forward and said, "Miss, the auction hall is on the third floor, everyone has gone up, do you need to lead the way?"

Wen Qingyue: "Thank you, I will go by myself."

"Okay, you just go through the corridor and get into the elevator from here." The waiter opened the side door for her.

Wen Qingyue nodded slightly, and walked in alone. The design of this castle is very unique, the site is wide, and the corridors are like the corridors of European-style palaces.

The elevator went straight to the third floor. After Wen Qingyue got out of the elevator, two attendants stood at the door. When they saw her, they opened one side door, bowed slightly and motioned for her to go in.

Voices came from inside. The auction had just started. After entering, I realized that this auction hall was also very large, like a concert hall, with a stage in the middle surrounded by auditoriums.

Many guests had already sat down, and Wen Qingyue stood behind them, so no one noticed her.

The organizer arranged a seat for each guest, and she came with Fu Han, and the seat was next to Fu Han, but now everyone was sitting, and she couldn't find out where Fu Han was for a while.

Wen Qingyue frowned slightly. This night, rumors about her had already spread. She didn't believe that Fu Han didn't know about it.

She disappeared for so long, and Fu Han didn't let anyone come to find her. It seems that he didn't want people to know that they knew each other?

"Miss Wen, Mr. Fu asked me to take you there, this way please!" As soon as she thought this, a man dressed as a waiter appeared beside her, talked to her in a low voice, and motioned her to go with her.

Well, she judged the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Wen Qingyue touched her nose in embarrassment, followed the waiter to the fourth row on the left.

As expected, Fu Han was in his seat, leaning against the chair.

The waiter turned to leave, and Wen Qingyue sat down beside him.

After sitting down, Wen Qingyue realized that there was no one in their row, and there was no one behind them, only a seat in front of them.

"Where did you go?" the man asked in a low voice, his deep voice was like a violin being stirred.

He really didn't seem to know what was going on at the banquet, let alone what she had gone through.

Wen Qingyue looked sideways at him, the man squinted his eyes slightly, his brows were drawn together, and wrinkled into Sichuan characters. When he approached, he could smell a faint smell of alcohol.

Was drunk?

Wen Qingyue frowned suspiciously, did not mention what happened to her, and said perfunctorily: "The bathroom."

"You don't look very good, are you drunk?" Wen Qingyue stretched out her hand to feel his pulse.

Fu Han opened his eyes fiercely, his eyes were sharp, and his eyes met. Wen Qingyue paused and explained, "Take the pulse."

"It's okay, just a bit of a headache." Fu Han's expression eased, and he didn't let her feel his pulse. "Sorry, too many entertainments, I didn't take you into consideration."

Wen Qingyue nodded understandingly. It is not uncommon for a businessman to socialize. Even if he is the president and the person in charge of a leading company in Jiangzhou, he still has to socialize. Networks are very important.

Of course, with his status, if others want to have a relationship with him, if he doesn't want to make friends with others, he can't force it.