The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

On the way from Jingzhou to Jiangcheng, Xiao Jingchuan kept staring at him, making Tang Jiao feel embarrassed and annoyed.

In the end, he became anxious, fluttered his curled eyelashes, and said angrily:

"You look at me like this, even pigs can't sleep!"

President Xiao Da, who was so drunk by this look, finally restrained himself and carefully held Miracle Jiaozi, who had chosen a dress for styling early in the morning, to sleep.

It's really an exaggeration.

When she first arrived at the styling studio, Tang Jiao looked at a row of high-end dresses, shoes, and accessories all in her size. She couldn't help but be speechless.

I just wanted to ask Xiao Jingchuan if she was attending a banquet or going to get married.

As a result, she was stared at all the way. As soon as she got off the car, Xiao Jingchuan teased her again.

There were so many people staring at her and praising her for being "good-looking".

She praised Tang Ziao until her cheeks turned pink and she became even more beautiful and dazzling.

The little hand grabbed the sleeve of the man's noble and complicated dark pattern suit, and whispered coquettishly: "Let's go~"

A whistle like a female gangster came from the side.

The two turned to look at the source of the sound.

"Wow! Xiaochun, oh no." Qin Li raised her hand to cover her mouth and changed her words with a smile, "I have to call her Tang Jiao today. She's so beautiful."

Qin Li wore a red and black waist-high slit dress with a mink coat. Her wavy hair was dyed flame red and hung down on her shoulders.

Standing next to Qi Dongyang, who is wearing a silver-gray casual suit, the flaming rose and the dashing noble man are very eye-catching.

Tang Jiao covered his mouth and laughed, "Qin Li, you are so beautiful!"

Her almond-shaped eyes glanced at her long legs like a pervert, "This skirt is so pretty, are you really not cold?"

Tang Jiao raised his eyes to look at the snow that was falling more and more, and tugged on the fluffy coat on his shoulders. It was so cold that his eyelids froze even in the blink of an eye.

Qin Li flipped up her hair in a cheerful manner, and the exposed skin of her long legs was looming under the high-slit skirt.

"What's this? Sister Qin, you could have used it a little more."

As he spoke, he glanced at Qi Dongyang, who was smiling beside him.

Qi Dongyang retracted his arm around her waist and said, "Spare me, auntie, you are a little fire person and you are not afraid of the cold. I feel cold."

Qin Li slapped him on the waist with her elbow, then turned her head, stretched out her neck, and covered her mouth with her palms to whisper to Tang Jiao:

"The skirts from this brand are very hot and pretty! Sister Qin will take you shopping some other time."

Tang Jiao's eyes lit up and he nodded enthusiastically. He followed her example and covered his face with his palms, "But if you drive it so high, I'll freeze into a popsicle."

Qin Li waved her hand, with an expression like "I don't know you yet," and pretended to be mysterious and whispered: "We have everything."

Xiao Jingchuan, who was regarded as a transparent person, raised his eyebrows, looked at each other with Qi Dongyang, smiled and did not interrupt.

"Ouch! Xiaochuan, Dongyang, why are you still standing?"

Xiao Rong's joyful voice came from the sound of the gun salute.

The four people here looked stern at the same time and looked at each other.

"Let's go, today is a good day."

Xiao Jingchuan smiled wildly and sharply, turned his shiny heels, and headed towards the entrance of the banquet where guests were pouring in.

The tall man had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He turned slightly sideways, bent his elbow toward Tang Jiao in a gentlemanly manner, and said in a low-pitched voice with a smile:

"Please~"

He wore a custom-made suit handmade by top Italian masters. The straight black embroidered dark pattern suit was perfectly supported by broad shoulders.

The collar of the shirt has two buttons open, revealing a brown-black knotted rope chain and a dark black short chain wrapped around it. It is low-key, noble and breathtaking.

The dark black necklace with mysterious luster matched perfectly with the black swan gemstone earrings dangling gently on Tang Jiao's ears.

Obviously their looks were carefully matched.

Tang Jiao pursed her elegant and light smile, gently lifted her white and soft skin, held it in the crook of her strong and powerful elbow, raised her face and whispered softly:

"Together we will."

Heavy snowflakes were falling in the sky, and the bodyguards were holding black long-handled umbrellas beside them.

Tang Jiao held Xiao Jingchuan's arm and walked slowly towards Xiao Rong, who was being congratulated by the guests.

"Hey, Lao Qi."

Qin Li bumped Qi Dongyang's shoulder lightly and whispered in his ear: "It won't turn into a fight tonight, right?"

"I look at them now as if Mr. and Mrs. Smith came on a mission. Look at their momentum."

Qi Dongyang laughed so hard that his shoulders shook, and he hugged Qin Li and followed him.

"In a society governed by the rule of law, why talk about fighting? It's uncivilized."

"Don't worry, Jingchuan has made all arrangements, we can just wait and watch the show."

In Jiangcheng's top luxury banquet hall.

Xiao Rong was dressed in a grand suit, with his hair combed meticulously with a few strokes of silver threads, and he stood on the stage to speak.

A well-maintained middle-aged man will look more prosperous and dignified when his career goes smoothly.

The gentleness between his brows disappears, and the ambition that is faintly visible in his gestures and conversation grows.

Xiao Jingchuan looked at the stage calmly, clasping the wine glass with his long fingers, the dark red thick and smooth wine swaying gently.

Tang Jiao quietly reached out and touched the protruding phalange of his thumb.

Xiao Jingchuan looked down at her and chuckled: "Are you hungry?"

Tang Jiao shook his head, frowned his delicate eyebrows, and complained softly:

"He has been speaking for almost half an hour, and the speech is so thick."

Xiao Jingchuan laughed softly and bent down to her ear, "After all, it's only this time in this life, so just forgive him."

After finally waiting for Xiao Rong's eloquent words, oh no, it was the grand speech that had been read, the dinner officially began, and the stage was replaced by piano music.

Melodious piano music flowed in the splendid and luxurious banquet hall, and dancers waltzed on the dance floor.

The mysterious Xiaoli CEO Xiao Jingchuan, who made his first official appearance on such an occasion, was soon surrounded by layers of people.

Flattery and flattery are buzzing like flies from the mouths of so-called company bosses and executives who are full of fat brains and fat bellies.

Xiao Jingchuan and Qi Dongyang stood together, with cold faces and occasional nods as a way of coping.

Tang Jiao had already been pulled straight to the dining area by Qin Li.

The two of them were like little hamsters, holding plates and busy looking for food.

"Oh, this kind of banquet is so boring! I'm starving to death."

Qin Li stood in front of the food counter, picked up a piece of roasted yellow beef, stuffed it into her mouth and chewed hard.

Tang Jiao drank a small plate of abalone, ginseng and shark's fin soup, and opened his mouth to bite the roast beef that Qin Li handed him from left to right, giving him a thumbs up.

"Well, this beef is fine."

"Right." Qin Li picked up a piece with another fork and took another bite.

While Tang Jiao slowly filled his stomach, his big round eyes wandered around the banquet hall.

"What are you looking at?" Qin Li asked casually.

Tang Jiao took a bite of sushi and said with bulging cheeks, "I don't think they are hungry?"

She freed up an index finger and pointed at the beautiful ladies wearing high-end hats and holding goblets, walking back and forth in the venue chatting and socializing.

Qin Li glanced at her and sneered, "I'm not here to eat."

She bumped Tang Jiao with her shoulder, "Hey, Xiao Cuntou, your Xiao Jingchuan is about to be eaten by these people."

Tang Jiao heard the sound and looked towards Xiao Jingchuan.

Under the bright and dazzling lights, the extremely handsome man seemed to be a god-like existence in Vanity Fair.