Dressed as a villain’s own mother, I became a popular child variety show by relying on sand sculptur

When Leng Qingqing appeared at the Xie family banquet wearing a luxurious dress and holding Huo Jingsen's arm, she immediately attracted the attention of blockbusters.

"Didn't you say this was a 'private party'?"

Leng Qingqing asked the man next to her in a low voice and gritted her teeth with a smile on her face.

Judging from the shocked eyes of the people around her, she must have guessed her identity.

Huo Jingsen took her forward and said, "Did I say that?"

Row.

Leng Qingqing stopped talking, but stretched out her legs from under her skirt and stood in front of him. He stepped over without changing his expression, as if he had eyes on his feet.

Her eyes widened with anger.

A man’s mouth is a liar!

The center of the banquet was full of people, and the further you walked, the closer you got to the center.

A melodious music played in the air, Leng Qingqing stopped and suddenly took her hand out of his arm.

"I'm tired, you can go alone."

She wanted to find a place to watch a play.

Huo Jingsen glanced at her and said in a cold voice: "The eldest son of the Xie family was in a car accident."

"Ah? Are you okay?" Leng Qingqing frowned. She remembered that the book said that the old man of the Xie family had always been unhappy with Xie Xian and had never recognized his identity in public.

Of course, this has a lot to do with Xie Xie's humble mother's status.

It has been several years since Mrs. Xie passed away, and Mr. Xie has been cultivating his only son as his heir.

Although the eldest son was in a car accident now, as long as the person is still alive, he would never make such a decision.

Huo Jingsen didn't expect that she was quite smart and pointed out the key points in one sentence.

"Could it be that the eldest young master of the Xie family has become a vegetative state?" Leng Qingqing began to speculate.

She was concentrating on it and didn't notice that he suddenly came over and his warm breath touched her cheek.

"I heard that he hit his lower body. Whether he can stay with the Xie family is still a question."

However, relying on Mr. Xie's approach, there is obviously not much hope.

Therefore, he took the initiative to recognize Xie Xuan back.

Leng Qingqing lowered his head and took a sip of champagne, muttering: "What's going on these days, all men are in bad luck?"

First it was Zhou Yuanlong, and then the eldest young master of the Xie family, both of whom injured their lower bodies.

Why! It's really more miserable than the other.

"Mr. Xie is here."

The crowd made a way, and Mr. Xie walked over wearing a Chinese tunic suit, Buddha beads in his hand, and a smile.

At least there was no trace of sadness on his face.

Xie Xie followed behind the old man.

This is the first time Leng Qingqing has seen him wearing a suit. In the past few days, he has grown a lot, his shoulders are broad, and his hair is combed back, revealing his smooth forehead and slender dark eyebrows. contour.

His face was pale and the old man was on the left, without even raising his eyelids, showing a bit of inhumanity.

On the right is a young girl wearing a champagne-colored dress. She has a slim silhouette and an outstanding temperament.

Leng Qingqing recognized who it was, it was Zhao Qianjin!

Zhao Qianjin had a faint smile on her face, polite yet dignified. She and Xie Xian were walking side by side, as if they were separated by a Milky Way.

Zhao Qianjin's eyes turned and she saw her old friend in the crowd. She gently raised her hand and said hello, and before the old man of the Xie family turned around, she quickly put it down and tried her best to show a prim expression. .

It's like a student who deserts under the teacher's nose in class.

Leng Qingqing was amused.

Huo Jingsen followed her gaze and unexpectedly saw the young boy, the second young master of the Xie family.

His eyes narrowed dangerously.

Leng Qingqing felt something cold around her. She rubbed the goosebumps on her arms and muttered, "Why is it so cold?"

I didn't feel it when I came in just now, which was strange.

Zhao Qianjin's actions could be concealed from the old man, but they could not be concealed from Xie Xie.

His eyes moved slightly, and he raised his eyelids to look this way. The moment he saw the deserted scene, his eyes suddenly glowed with a few points of light.

But then, he saw the man next to her——

A hand suddenly placed on Lonely's waist, creating an ambiguous illusion for others that the relationship between the two of them was very loving.

Leng Qingqing frowned and was about to say why are you crazy.

"With so many people watching, you'd better restrain yourself."

The man's tone in his ear was very cold, and every word he spoke was more of a threat than an order.

? ? ? Leng Qingqing knocked his hand away with a look of disgust on his face: "What happened to me?"

She can't even say hello to her good sisters?

Crazy.

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Xie Xie accompanied the old man to socialize. After his identity was completely revealed to the public, a large number of people rushed to fawn over him.

When he finally found Leng Qingqing, he found that she was already surrounded by two people.

The Zhao family and the Xie family were family friends, so he wanted to go over there just to save face, so he nodded to Zhao Qianjin: "Miss Zhao."

Zhao Qianjin didn't want to listen to the old man at home. Marriage or anything like that was the most boring thing: "Just call me sister."

She really didn't think anything wrong about her brother.

I can't afford to be hurt by the relationship between brother and sister.

Zhao Qianjin took on the role of introducer, "This is Mr. Huo Jingsen. We have grown up together (who knew he was crooked, which is his fault). This is...his wife."

Zhao Qianjin really didn't want to say those two words.

lady?

Xie Xie suddenly smiled and stretched out his slender hand: "So it's 'brother-in-law'."

"Don't sound so familiar." Huo Jingsen was indifferent and didn't buy it.

The atmosphere between the two was so strange that Zhao Qianjin was frightened. She leaned into Leng Qingqing's ear and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "What, they know each other?"

Why did she faintly smell the smell of Shura Field?

Leng Qingqing had shot a promotional video with Xie Xie before, and Zhao Qianjin knew this.

But Huo Jingsen was so hostile to Xie Xian.

Look, Xie Xuan's hand is just stretched out in mid-air, not embarrassed at all.

In my impression, Huo Jingsen has never been so rude.

What? Zhao Qianjin couldn't understand. Even if he didn't whisper harmoniously when he saw the beautiful young man Huo Jingsen, he wouldn't have such an indifferent attitude.

Could it be that Xie Xuan is not his favorite style? ! !

There is no need to be so cold to others...

Zhao Qianjin scratched her head and became even more confused about the relationship between the few people.

Xie Xun slowly retracted his hand, forced a smile, and said to Leng Qingqing: "I'm fine, sister, brother-in-law may have some misunderstandings about me."

Zhao Qianjin:? ? ?

Huo Jingsen:…………

You can't tell, it's still green tea.

Leng Qingqing also felt that Huo Jingsen was a bit too much. Even if they were in a cold war, there was no need to vent their anger on others.

"It's okay, don't take it to heart." Leng Qingqing stretched out her hand and patted his shoulder gently, with a soothing meaning.

Xie Xie smiled at her, his eyes sparkling: "Well, I will listen to my sister."

The surroundings are getting colder, and there seems to be a chill in the air.

Zhao Qianjin rubbed the goosebumps on her arms and looked around tremblingly: "Where's the waiter, the air conditioner is turned on too cold..."