Mr. Fu Chased His Wife and Overturned Again

   Chapter 682 He Came For Lu Wanchu

   Melodious music sounded in the banquet hall, and Pei Qin took Li Xiuqin into the center of the dance floor.

  Pei Moxue stared at Lu Chuanchu, with bad eyes, and walked towards Wang Yijia's direction with a cold snort.

  Pei Lin put his hands in his pockets, glanced at the two sisters, and walked in the direction of Bai Jincheng.

  Far away, it seems that you can hear the noise of Bai Jincheng.

   "Sister, I'm hungry."

  Lu Qianle covered her belly, leaned to Lu Wanchu's ear, and said in a low voice embarrassed.

   "Let's go, go and eat something."

  At the beginning of the evening, Lu took his gaze back from the center of the dance floor, and fell somewhere inadvertently. He didn't dare to meet a certain line of sight, and took Lu Qianle's hand and walked towards the buffet.

  Several slender figures stood together, and many girls secretly watched around them, but they did not dare to come forward at will.

   "Fu Yixing, are you here today for Lu Wanchu?"

Lan Tingsheng was holding a glass of red wine in his hand, and his blue suit made him look even more romantic. His peachy eyes swept away at random, causing the women around him to scream depressed.

  Fu Yixing is stalwart and tall, his slender fingers are also holding a glass of red wine, and the long and narrow phoenix eyes are retracted from a slender figure.

  Today she is so beautiful that he almost can't move his eyes.

  Jiang Yucheng faintly raised his lips and chuckled, "Does this still need to be asked?"

  If it were not for Lu Wanchu, how could Fu Yixing come to such a boring party? Even the banquet of Pei’s family head Pei Qin would not be enough for Fu Yixing to come in person.

  On the other side of the banquet, Lu Wanxin, who was surrounded by the crowd, fell obsessively on Fu Yixing, holding the champagne in his hand with one hand, and tightening the skirt of the evening dress with the other.

  She wanted to step forward, wanted to say a word with him, and was afraid to upset him.

  Why did he shake hands with the mother of that woman in Lu Wanchu? How does that woman match?

   "Wan Xin, what's wrong?"

  Jiang Yucheng’s younger sister, Jiang Ling, looked in the direction of Lu Wanxin, her gaze fell on her brother Jiang Yucheng, "Are you looking at my brother?"

   "No, just take a look."

  Lu Wanxin smiled softly and looked back.

  She did not dare to admit her intentions in front of Jiang Ling and others, for fear of being laughed at by others.

   "A Ling, your brother is so handsome!"

  A young lady is chasing Jiang Ling.

   Jiang Ling raised her haughty little head, "Of course, my brother is handsome."

   "Could you introduce Mr. Jiang and let us meet?"

  The other daughter said boldly.

   Jiang Ling snorted and looked at several people, "No."

  How could her brother be worthy of these people.

  The girls smiled awkwardly, not daring to say anything, their eyes fell on the three of Fu Yixing, almost unable to close their eyes.

   Pei Moxue stood aside, sulking, her delicate little face was obviously unhappy.

  Wang Yijia walked to Pei Moxue with a glass of drink, "Okay, I'm not angry anymore. It's not worth it for this kind of person, isn't it?"

   "I know, I just can't understand it."

  Pei Moxue took the drink in Wang Yijia's hand, and once again refused the daughter who came forward to talk to her.

  How can she be in the mood to chat with people now, if she can, she can’t wait to stay in the room.

  This banquet, she felt very dazzling.

   "Since I can't get used to it, why don't I find someone to teach them?"

  Wang Yijia sneered when his eyes fell on the two figures in front of the buffet.

  Pei Moxue paused in her hand holding the drink cup, "Lesson? No, if something happens, my dad must kill me."

  (End of this chapter)