The wealthy family hides their marriage, and the chaebol boss spoils the petite wife

In the shallow eyes, there is a layer of misty water color, but there is a lingering smile on the corner of the mouth.

At seven o'clock, the car parked in the parking lot of "Huajianfang".

Coming out of the Chevrolet, Jun Yucheng held out a hand to Yu Qianqian. She pursed her lips and hesitated for a moment, but still took it, and the two walked into the box hand in hand.

The box is very grand and elegant. The entrance is a red screen with a poem "Qing Ping Le" written in ancient seal characters. There are ancient fans hanging on the wall. There are two white tables and red solid wood chairs in the middle. Small lounge.

There were already many people sitting on the two tables. When they saw Yu Qianqian and Jun Yancheng, they all greeted them with smiles.

Yang Qianqian sat in the corner with a livid face, her eyes glowing sullenly.

Wen Xingxing glanced at her, intending to be angry with her, so he joked with Jun Yucheng and said, "Mr. Jun, you and Miss Qianqian are distant relatives, right? Seeing you holding hands affectionately, those who don't know think you are It's boyfriend and girlfriend."

Gentle rippling appeared between Jun Yucheng's brows, he helped Yu Qianqian to sit down, and then sat down beside her.

His eyes inadvertently revealed a bright brilliance, which made people dare not look directly at him.

He smiled and said: "A few days ago, I promised Ms. Yang to invite everyone to dinner, and today I specially invited everyone to come here for a gathering. Speaking of which, I have to thank Ms. Yang for her suggestion."

Yang Qianqian's face covered with powder turned red and white, white and red again, but unfortunately the powder was too thick to be seen.

She originally thought that Junxuan City was going to live with her, but when she arrived, she found that several colleagues had come, and all of them came here sparsely.

She was depressed at first, but when she heard Jun Yucheng praise herself, she felt that there was still a chance to develop with him, so she immediately raised her mouth and said, "Mr. Jun, since you want to thank me, how should you express it? Why don't you drink more with me later?" How many cups?"

"No problem." Jun Yancheng said generously.

"Then I'll sit next to you so that we can drink later." As she spoke, she got up, twisted her slender waist and walked to the side of Junchun City, and gave the person sitting next to him a hard look.

Seeing this, the person quickly gave up his seat wisely, and went to sit in the corner obediently.

Huajianfang’s food is famously good, and the service level is five-star, but the large table in the standard room cannot order food, and can only choose from three types: ordinary meal size, standard meal size and deluxe meal size.

The standard meals set by Junxuan City are not low. When everyone is present, the waiters begin to serve dishes and drinks one after another.

"Everyone, you're welcome, let's eat." Yang Qianqian picked up the chopsticks and said to the people present as if the host was entertaining guests.

Both tables started to eat, and everyone was full of praise for the quality of the food here.

Wen Xingxing's eyes lit up, and he said to Jun Yucheng adoringly: "I just saw the price of a standard meal, and it costs 3888 yuan for a table. Mr. Jun, your income as a pharmacist is really not low. If I had known that when I was studying, I would have paid too much." Study hard."

When Wen Xingxing said this half-jokingly and half-seriously, the atmosphere on the banquet table suddenly became lively.

Yang Qianqian poured a glass of red wine, her eyes and brows were full of affection and tenderness: "Mr. Jun, why don't we have a glass?"

Jun Yucheng's smile was like a breeze blowing on his face, making people feel indescribably comfortable. He said in a magnetic voice: "Today, my wife and I should offer a toast to everyone, thank you for taking care of her usually. "

His voice was not high, but the effect of what he said was like a stone thrown into the blue waves, stirring up thousands of waves.

Some are happy and some are sad.

Yang Qianqian shook the wine glass in her hand a few times before asking unwillingly: "What did you just say? Qianqian is your wife? Isn't she a distant relative?"

Jun Yucheng calmly explained: "Her most important identity is my wife. We received a marriage certificate a few days ago, and we will hold a make-up wedding later. Please come and see us when the time comes."

Yang Qianqian's complexion suddenly sank, she threw the wine glass on the table, looked at Yu Qianqian closely and asked, "Is this true?"

"Yes, Sister Qianqian." Yu Qianqian nodded, and it seemed that the matter might not be resolved peacefully as Jun Yancheng expected.

There was a trace of resentment in Yang Qianqian's eyes, and Wen Xingxing could not help but say, "Sister Qianqian, I think you are not in good spirits, are you sick? If you feel uncomfortable, go back first." , why force yourself."

Yang Qianqian usually treats her badly, and her temper is relatively straightforward, so if she had a chance to tease her, of course she would not let it go, and other people followed suit, some congratulated Yu Qianqian for marrying a good husband, People laughed at Yang Qianqian openly and secretly.

The expression on Yang Qianqian's face froze, but she has always been a face-saving person, and she recovered her calm within 2 minutes.

She shook her wavy hair, picked up the wine glass again and said to Qianqian as if nothing had happened: "We are all good colleagues, Qianqian, you don't talk about such a big event as marriage, and you have such a good husband and you deliberately hide it." Then, you must be punished with three glasses of wine."

As she spoke, she poured a large glass of white wine into her glass.

Yu Qianqian usually doesn't drink a drop of alcohol, and she will become unconscious after a few sips. She said with some embarrassment, "I'll use Coca-Cola instead."

"How can I do that? Qianqian, aren't you disrespecting me? If you don't drink today, you're trying to embarrass me." Yang Qianqian couldn't help but get serious as she spoke.

Jun Yucheng took the wine glass, smiled, and drank it down.

He said calmly, "Let me drink instead of Qianqian, and punish myself with three cups first."

After finishing speaking, he poured three glasses of white wine in a row and drank them all in one go.

He put down the cup and asked with a smile, "What else does Miss Yang want me to drink?"

Yang Qianqian was very angry in her heart, but when she saw his handsome and dignified face and deep eyes, she felt that she could no longer express her full temper, so she could only say in frustration, "It's gone."

"Come on, Qianqian and I will continue to toast everyone." Jun Yancheng carefully poured Coke for Yu Qianqian, and toasted everyone with her.

The atmosphere at the dinner table became more and more harmonious, and a group of people chatted happily.

After eating and drinking, Jun Yucheng asked the waiter to pay the bill, and after watching everyone leave, he walked out of the box with Yu Qianqian.

Yu Qianqian seemed a little excited, stroked the hair next to her cheek and said: "I didn't expect that today's 'Hongmen Banquet' went smoothly unexpectedly. I thought Yang Qianqian would definitely make a big fuss, but I didn't expect her to be like this because of her face." Admit it."

Jun Yucheng walked in the night wind with his arms folded, without answering her.

Yu Qianqian curled her lips, and said unwillingly: "If you weren't good-looking, how could Yang Qianqian have taken a fancy to you, and how could there have been so many misunderstandings."

"Is it wrong to be good-looking?" Jun Yancheng turned his face and asked with great interest.

"It's not wrong for others to be good, but it's wrong for you to be good." Yu Qianqian blurted out, and her face became hot after she finished speaking.