It's really fragrant after the flash marriage with the black-bellied third uncle

Regardless of whether they were on the list or not, all the ladies were dressed up to attend.

After all, in such an occasion, the young master who comes to hunt for beauty is indispensable.

If you're not careful, you might get married.

The voting channel is not closed yet.

The event organizer arranged to count the votes after one hour to facilitate the on-site canvassing of votes by ladies.

In fact, it's just a gimmick.

There are very few votes that can actually be obtained on the spot. It just gives the ladies a chance to interact with men.

Tian Peini, who is currently ranked No. 1, takes her mobile phone and chats with handsome men who show their family status.

"Master Wang, please vote for me."

"Please, Mr. Zhou, please be careful~"

Tian Peini wandered around the dinner room like a butterfly, treating this place as her home court.

I was walking in a hurry and accidentally bumped into a woman in the corner.

The red wine glass in the other person's hand shook, and the wine spilled out. A few drops fell on Tian Peini's elbow, and a few drops spilled on her own red skirt.

"Ah~" Tian Peini couldn't help but whisper. She obviously bumped into someone, but she couldn't help but get angry at that person, "Do you have eyes?"

We were at the corner now, there was no one around, and Tian Peini was too lazy to pretend.

When he saw the person clearly and realized that it was Song Jiahe whom he had always disliked, he became even more angry!

"Why are you here? How come a woman whose engagement has been annulled can also run for No. 1 Yuan? Is the threshold for No. 1 Yuan so low now?"

After saying that, Tian Peini smiled sarcastically: "Song Jiahe, you are such a failure. Even a man from a small family like the Lin family can cancel your engagement."

"It's none of your business, your father is the Jiangcheng City Manager? Why do you care so much about me? Song Jiahe directly responded.

As soon as the last note fell, Lin Qingyu took the initiative to come over and answer the conversation, smiling warmly at Tian Peini.

“Why, can’t the woman who broke off the engagement come?

The conference only requires single and unmarried women to come. Why can’t Ms. Song come?

Also, to correct you, Miss Song was not divorced, but took the initiative to do so. "

Tian Peini glanced up and down at Lin Qingyu. She was wearing a champagne-colored dress, elegant and good-looking, but she looked a bit unfamiliar.

"Who are you?" Tian Peini has been with Qi Mingyue for a long time. She is a bit of a waiter. She doesn't know the other person's identity and dare not speak rudely.

"Me? I'm the person who came out of the Lin family, who was once a small family, and got the votes over you several times this day." Lin Qingyu responded with a smile.

Tian Peini's face turned dark immediately.

"Oh, you said that the threshold for the conference is low. I think it makes sense. After all, someone like you can get into the top three. You can only imagine what the quality is."

"You!" Tian Peini's eyes widened and she was about to turn her back when she caught a glimpse of a well-known young man in the city looking this way and quickly retracted her hand.

"Song Jiahe, don't be proud. You will be stepped on by me for the rest of your life."

With that said, Tian Peini glared at the two of them and turned around to leave.

At this time, Lin Jiajun, who had been observing from the side, slowly walked over with a red wine glass.

"How about it? Song Jiahe, I told you that anyone who has anything to do with Lin Qingyu will be in bad luck.

Did you regret it when you listened to her instigation and broke off the engagement with me? Now they are regarded as broken shoes..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a crisp "pop" sound.

Song Jiahe immediately stunned Lin Jiajun.

"What did you say? I can't hear you. Can you say it again?" Song Jiahe pretended to turn his ear away, "Or should I call my dad over and you say what you just said again in front of him?"

Lin Jiajun now has no real power or enterprise, and only one branch was bankrupted by him. Naturally, he did not dare to offend Song Jiahe's father, so he could only leave in disgrace.

Song Jiahe looked at his retreating back and snorted coldly: "If I slap you for even a second, I'll give him a face. How can a grown man act like a tongue-tied woman!"

With that said, Song Jiahe patted Lin Qingyu on the shoulder: "Ayu, I am very grateful to you to this day. If you hadn't exposed Lin Jiajun's true face to me, I would still be kept in the dark! It's really rubbish. The best."

A few simple words made Lin Qingyu feel the sincerity of Song Jiahe's friendship.

Just as she was about to open her mouth, Lin Shengguo came over.

"Ayu, what do daddy want to say to you?"

Lin Qingyu turned around and looked at him slightly blankly: "Mr. Lin, are you talking to me?"