Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

Sun Kexin hurriedly grabbed her bag and looked for it in a panic.

"I...I want to touch up my makeup!"

The little sisters couldn't stand it any longer, so they covered Sun Kexin and went to touch up her makeup.

Seeing the back of Sun Kexin fleeing, Zhou Yaoyao felt a lot more relaxed, and it was a bad breath.

Arranging her hair gracefully, Zhou Yaoyao sat on the sofa holding a glass of champagne, waiting for the opportunity.

Several other wealthy ladies who were surrounded by them also scattered in the hall, always ready to welcome those wealthy children with the best attitude.

It was almost eight o'clock, and the number of people in the hall gradually increased.

Many wealthy women have already caught fish, holding champagne and chatting happily.

However, the person who was supposed to come has not arrived yet.

After a while, the door opened, and the Mu family walked in.

Old Man Mu was dressed in a steady Tang suit, supported by Father Mu and Mu Qingmo, while Mu Wanwan, who was wearing a white dress, walked into the hall with elegant makeup on.

The men present were amazed by Mu Wanwan's beauty, holding up the champagne in their hands, their eyes filled with admiration for Mu Wanwan.

Seeing the children of the rich family beside him cast their astonishing eyes on Mu Wanwan, those young ladies were all holding wine glasses and looking at Mu Wanwan with dissatisfaction.

Mu Wanwan will indeed give full play to the advantages of her little white flower. The fluttering white dress reveals a hint of low-keyness, while the water droplets and diamonds on her face have taken a lot of thought. The roots of hair seem to be as delicate as they have been designed.

She stood there, about to steal the souls of many men.

"Grandpa, I'm going to find my good sister first."

"Go."

Smiling politely, Mu Wanwan found a more lively seat and sat down by herself.

As soon as they sat down, the little sisters gathered around.

"Wanwan, I haven't seen you this afternoon, how come you are so beautiful again!

Mu Wanwan enjoyed the compliments, but her face was very modest, "No, everyone is beautiful too."

"Let's Wanwan, just sweet mouth."

Mu Wanwan talked with a smile, covering her mouth and laughing from time to time, attracting the infatuated gazes of countless men.

Seeing the three generations of the Mu family, Old Pan's eldest son bent over and hurriedly greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Mu, you are welcome. My father will be very happy to see you here."

"And Brother Mu, you are welcome. Young Master Mu is really a talented person, and you have really cultivated him well."

Mr. Mu nodded lightly, "Where's Lao Pan, why didn't you come?"

Pan Yong paused, then lowered his head and lowered his voice randomly.

"To be honest, Uncle Mu, you have to help me persuade my dad. This old man has always been stubborn and refuses to go downstairs."

Mr. Mu sighed lightly, "You, the business of the shopping mall must be related to this birthday banquet."

Pan Yong scratched his head and looked distressed.

"Uncle Mu, I'm doing this for Pan's good. The old man just doesn't understand my difficulties."

"That's all." Old Man Mu looked at Father Mu, "Let's go over and have a look, and Qing Mo will stay here."

Mu Qingmo hooked the corner of his mouth, nodded, took a glass of champagne, walked to the corner and sat down alone.

After a while, a few wealthy children were surrounded by Mu Da Gongzi.

The so-called friendship with high-level people can expand the social circle, and a few wealthy children stared at Mu Da Gongzi and walked over with a glass of wine.

Young Master Mu held his chin and drank without a sip, a little absent-minded.

Although Mu Qingmo likes parties, he has always been disinterested in such too-commercialized parties, it's just a passing scene, and he doesn't make friends with anyone at all, and ends the conversation in a few words at most.

"Young Master Mu, have a drink?"

Some bold and direct open invitations. Men, you can talk for a long time about a glass of wine.

It's a pity that our Young Master Mu has never eaten this set. He shook his wine glass and sipped it by himself, ignoring it at all.

The man who raised the glass embarrassedly retracted the glass, cursed inwardly, and walked away in despair.