Dressed as the fiance of the protagonist of the revenge essay

"Yes!!"

"That's right, what's wrong with being gay."

"I really hate these reporters. They don't speak human words every day. Fortunately, Brother Wu is so beautiful. I offer my knees to worship!"

The sound at the scene was noisy, and the applause was overwhelming.

But the white reporter standing in front of Jiang Wu was dumbfounded, with an embarrassed expression on his face.

Unexpectedly, after many years of working in the industry, he, who is known as a famous celebrity, would lose his battle at the hands of a son who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth.

Regardless of the hard power of background and background, he really lost in the contest of eloquence.

A simple and rude remark made him speechless, and he couldn't think of a suitable wording to fight back.

"Mr. Jiang..."

In front of the explosive anise, the warriors who are going to die will never be absent.

"Okay, let's go out."

A young man walked out of the crowd of spectators. As soon as he spoke, bodyguards stepped forward and pushed the media group out like a fly.

The door of the banquet hall was closed, and the bodyguards wearing sunglasses stood in a row, turning into iron walls, guarding the door firmly.

Faced with these burly men with an average height of 1.9 meters, no matter how unwilling the reporters were, they could only put away their miniature cameras and squatted outside the door in desperation.

In the banquet hall, elegant music sounded slowly.

The young men and women quickly pulled away from the episode just now, chatting softly, or dancing intimately with their companions.

There are staggered toasts and grandeur.

"Brother Jiang, let's go, Young Master Han is waiting for you." The rescuer laughed and pointed to a small delicately carved door at the end of the hall, and was about to go there by his arm.

'Who is this person? 'It seems to be quite familiar with the original owner?

Neptune: [You will be deducted five hundred points. 】

Jiang Wu was very generous: "Cut it on." 'Anyway, it's free.

[Passerby A with the surname of Wang, there is nothing worth knowing. 】

Jiang Wu's face darkened, and he had a new understanding of the shamelessness of Haibaopi.

Here, passerby surnamed Wang said again: "Brother Jiang, I'm going to order drinks for the brothers, you go in first."

Jiang Wu nodded, pushed open the small door and walked in.

Inside is a separate space similar to a box, where five or six well-dressed young men sit around a spacious table, on which crystal dice, red wine and grapes are scattered.

The man sitting in the middle saw Jiang Wu first, he smiled, stretched out his hand and warmly patted the empty seat beside him: "Jiang Er, come and sit here."

King of the Sea: [Han Yinjue, your number one friend, a veritable son of a high-ranking official, his father is a member of the Federal Parliament, and his mother is a famous dancer. 】

Jiang Wu knew the truth, and sat down according to the words. Before Han Yinjue could greet him, he stretched out his hand and pinched a seedless grape into his mouth.

"Smoking?" The white suit sitting on his right handed over a Verin cigar.

Jiang Wu waved his hand: "Ready to quit."

"It's different for those who have a family. Even our second brother Jiang is going ashore?"

The boys and buddies exchanged glances with each other, showing teasing smiles one by one, and there was a rotten smell of conspiracy and money in the air.

It seems that the original owner did a really bad job before, and made a group of drinking and meat friends, but none of them were sincere.

Faced with the people's jokes, Jiang Wu also smiled, and stuffed a grape into his mouth without thinking about it.

After eating, he wiped his fingers, stood up and said, "I'll go out if there's nothing else to do."

"Hey! What's the rush?" Han Yinjue pulled the man down again, leaned close to his ear and said, "Didn't you fancy a child not long ago, I brought it to you today."

Jiang Wu pushed his hand away and got up again: "I'm not interested now."

Han Yinjue was still relentless, and followed the man to the small door, with suppressed fire in his eyes: "Jiang, old man, two, what the hell is going on with you today - did you hear what I was talking to you, stop!"

The door was opened, and the two waves of people collided.

The wine glass on the waiter's tray was poured, and the red liquid splashed deep and shallow red plums on Jiang Wu's suit jacket.

Although the number is small, it is very conspicuous with the gray fabric, and it is difficult to ignore.

"I'm sorry, sir!" The lead waiter frantically wiped him with the napkin used to place the wine glass.

Han Yinjue slapped the man directly on the face: "You trash, get out."

Jiang Wu took the napkin silently, and pressed the wine stain on the coat.

"Are you still being unreasonable? He has already apologized!" A stunned boy with a sense of justice rushed out of the waiters, grabbed Han Yinjue by the collar and slammed him against the door.

There was a bang, and the movement was not small.

Jiang Wu raised his eyes and saw that he was also a waiter, with a white shirt tucked into close-fitting straight-leg pants, and a blue bow tie as standard.With an inch-cut head and a rounded skull, he looked like a braised egg at first glance, with three stripes drawn rebelliously on the side, showing his completely opposite temperament from the rest of the waiters.

Such a person, coupled with the atmosphere of the scene at this moment, gave Jiang Wu the illusion that the protagonist in the crisp-skinned duck hegemony novel was appearing on the stage.

Neptune cooperated with his brain hole and extended down: [Then Han Yinjue will say: Damn brat, you have successfully caught my attention. 】

'yes? '

Jiang Wu smiled, and conveniently stuffed the napkin into the gap between their bodies.

"Throw it away for me, thank you." After finishing speaking, he walked away from the path that the waiters gave up as if nothing had happened.

After the man walked away, Leng Touqing backed away abruptly as if being scalded and jumped to the side. The napkin fell to the ground. He gritted his teeth and stepped forward angrily. His handsome face was blushing. There is green in the red, and a little yellow in the green, which is malnourished.

"You brat is really fat, do you know who our brother Han is?" At this time, Han Yinjue's younger brothers finally came to their senses, stepped forward and pointed at his nose and cursed: "You son of a bitch who has no eyesight! "

Lengtouqing's newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and he is not shy at all: "I don't know and I don't want to know!"

"you!"

"Okay, give me a break!" Han Yinjue's full attention was obviously not here, his eyes were fixed on the direction where Jiang Wu left, and his tone was sour: "What kind of shit luck is it for Jiang's second to be able to Go with Fengcheng?"

"It must be him who forced Ah Cheng to submit!" Lengtouqing clenched her fists tightly and said indignantly.

Han Yinjue glanced at the young man and sneered, "Naive."

What kind of person is that Feng Cheng? He is notoriously a man who is not easy to mess with and cannot be messed with in the Milky Way.No matter how big Jiang's appetite is, with the Jiang family's financial resources, can he still swallow him?

The two of them, this relationship can only be achieved if Feng Cheng is willing.

The second child of the Jiang family disappeared for a month and came back with a big change in temperament, not as easy to handle as before, just like a different person.

According to his elder brother, it seems that there was an air crash and he narrowly escaped death.

That's right, this person, with experience, will naturally grow up.

The second son of the Jiang family used to be stern and timid, and his demeanor like this tonight is only pleasing to the eye.

"Go and send a message to Jiang's family, saying that I, Han Yinjue, will hold a birthday party the day after tomorrow, and invite the three of them to come and attend."

The younger brother looked at him in embarrassment: "Just invite the three of them?"

Han Yinjue turned his head impatiently, his eyes were blown away like blades: "What do you think?"

"But you just held a birthday party the day before yesterday." The younger brother shrank his neck and told the truth desperately.

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