Reincarnated as Gotham's beauty trash

Today is the day of Damian's public appearance. Everyone in the family put on formal clothes and prepared to attend the dinner tonight.

I held down Cassan who was about to run away at any time, happily changed her into a blue dress from the same series as mine, and motioned her to turn around, "Cassan is so beautiful."

Jason was wearing his third bow tie, and he looked at the high heels under my feet in awe, "Are you stepping on Bruce anytime later for convenience? If so, I support you."

Kashan has practiced walking and fighting in high heels for many years, and at this moment she still looks bitterly, "Can I not wear them?"

"No, honey." I picked out a set of emerald jewelry to complement my green dress, "I have been looking forward to wearing the same dress as you for a long time."

I winked at her, "Aren't you willing to grant my little wish?"

This trick worked well for most of the family, except for the occasional Bruce who punctured my sinister attempts to enjoy the show.

It's a pity that Kassan is one of those people who can't resist. She just held her skirt and let me dress her like an oversized Barbie doll.

"No," she stammered a little, "I'm also...very happy."

Dick said sadly, "She managed to handle everyone in the family."

Jason's face was indifferent, "Yeah, including you, be happy, golden boy."

Tim rides with Jack and Janet from the Drake estate.Barbara came with Gordon.Stephanie's gown had been mailed in three days ago, and she's supposed to be hiding in a public restroom somewhere.

Bruce was in another room with Damian, presumably he was going to tell Damian something.

Dick sneaked up to me while Bruce was away, "Lulu, do you really not care?"

I turned my head, and the young man scratched his head in embarrassment, "I mean, we have a private appointment, if you don't want to come forward, we will leave a statement with you."

I wondered, "What should I care about?"

I adjusted the angle of the earrings in the mirror, "I still care more about whether there is something I like on the dessert table tonight. I am still looking forward to the pastry chef selected by Ah Fu."

"You should ask, is there anything on the dessert table that you don't like." Jason couldn't bear it anymore, "If it wasn't for being too busy, Ah Fu would like to go off and make dessert for you in person."

Oh, thank you Fu, then the tiramisu he made yesterday, can I eat Bruce's share?

There are seven of us in total, and there is definitely no room for a car.I sat in the front car with Bruce, Alfred, and Kashan, and the rest sat in the back car.

Pepper has been sending me messages along the way. She is in Central Asia to discuss a big deal, and this time she might not be able to make it.

She gritted her teeth, far from the gentle and loving mother image in front of Morgan.So, I thought she wouldn't come.

But as soon as I got out of the car and stepped on the red carpet, the reporter who wanted to join in the fun didn't even extend the microphone, and the sky was blue and white and flew straight towards us.

The mecha receded and reorganized into an inconspicuous bracelet.Pepper was fully dressed, wearing a silver dress, and walked towards us aggressively on high heels ten centimeters high.

Her terrifying aura made the reporters stopped by Bruce couldn't help but flinch.Pepper took my arm and kicked off his high heels, "Let's go."

I whispered, "Aren't you talking about business in Central Asia?"

"Throw it to Tony." Pepper said coldly, the high-heeled shoes slapping on the ground making a mighty clatter.

"I remember that the Avengers acted today?"

"Their operation ended, 15 minutes ago."

Pepper has no apology for throwing her husband who just finished the war to discuss business. "He is not injured, he is in good spirits, and he can conduct a business negotiation independently."

Thank you for your kindness, my situation is not that urgent.

Pepper read my mind accurately without me needing to speak. She gave Tony's [-]% arrogant eyes to our camera and moved her lips, "I think you need it, and you need it."

Seriously, for Stark's poor sake, I'll just indulge you this time.

I originally thought that no matter how Bruce and the others stopped me, at least a few microphones would reach my mouth.

I have rich experience in dealing with the media. When I was in the entertainment industry, I was famous for my beauty, wooden acting skills and paparazzi.It's a pity that everyone didn't give me a chance to play today.

I entered the venue safely and met Matt in a suit and leather shoes in the banquet hall.

"I hope you won't take Jason away in the middle of the dinner." I said sincerely, "At least wait until the dinner is over."

Matt sneered at the uninhibited apprentice, "I'm here to help you make up the four corners of the rumor."

He touted his sunglasses, "After all, I'm your ex-weak stand-in lover."

Don't mention the matter of being young again, don't you see Jason's ears are turning this way?

The dinner process is the same as usual, with champagne on the surface for socializing, and a buffet table for guests to choose at will.

Pepper and Matt and I picked up some food at the buffet, ready to find a booth to chat and watch as Dick and Jason were forced to socialize.

Stephanie appeared out of nowhere with Tim on one arm and Barbara on the other.

She is not a child from an upper-class family, so she doesn't care much about those hypocritical social etiquette, and when she ran over, she squeezed away several people who wanted to inquire about the news.

"Where did you get this apple tart?" She happily led Tim and Barbara to occupy the booth opposite us, "I love it, and I want to eat ten in one sitting."

"Hope your stomach can take your recklessness." Tim grinned dryly, getting a fist on the head.

Cassan also came quickly, and as long as she didn't want to talk to strangers, she could always find a place to hide in the bright banquet hall.

She brought a plate of small cakes, sat down next to me silently, and pushed the peach pie that I mentioned last time I liked in front of me.

I asked her, "Where's Dick and Jason?"

"Jason is arguing with someone." Kashan said honestly, "He said that the person wanted to take Wayne's ride, so it would be more practical to come here in a sexy suit as soon as possible to please you."

This is not necessary, but the sexy suit makes me feel a little bit excited.

"Dick was watching him fight," Kassan said, "and just watch him stop punching somebody's nosebleed."

The martial arts of this pair of brothers is sometimes no less than that of Damian, especially Jason. As a lawyer, it is really not a good reputation to beat up unscrupulous clients in court.

The dinner party continued in a row, and few people except us were paying attention to the pastry, and everyone's attention was focused on Bruce who was pushing and pulling around.

Finally, it was their turn to focus on the process. Bruce stood on the podium, his eyes came to my side, and I toasted him narrowly.

He pretended to clear his throat and clapped his hands for everyone to look at him.

The first [-] words are all nonsense thanking everyone for participating in the dinner. The highlight is in the second half. He stepped aside, supported Damian with one hand, and led the boy to everyone, "This is my child, Darmian Mian."

In an instant, they became the focus of everyone's attention.

I noticed that Damian's body was tense for a moment, as if he was ready to exert strength at any time, but he quickly restrained his instinct, frowned and accepted other people's surprised or malicious looks.

Pepper shook the champagne in the glass, "If you don't want to stay here, I can take you away now."

I also shook the grape juice in the goblet, "Did you forget what I used to do, Virginia?"

I raised my eyebrows lazily, "Every time I appear in a movie, someone will call me a vase for hooking up men everywhere."

I shook my head, "It's a pity that I'm good-looking and rich. No matter how outraged they are, they can only watch the movies I act in. My ex-boyfriends publicly confess their love on the Internet one by one."

I winked at Pepper, "I'm much better than them in the battle of public opinion. I can't beat them. I'm just lazy."

"When you entered Hollywood, many people thought that your second uncle raised you up and turned you into a playboy." Pepper and I clinked glasses, surrounded by a group of children with their ears up, "But your second uncle Uncle's reputation doesn't seem to be too good now."

The second uncle was interviewed by the media half an hour ago, and he once again emphasized the fact that I have no inheritance rights. The Kelan Enterprise belongs to him completely, and he can give it to whoever he wants.Even if it was Wayne's own son, he wouldn't even be able to remove a stone from Crane's gate.

To be honest, sometimes the second uncle's villainous atmosphere is really strong, no wonder everyone thinks he is a ruthless capitalist.

Bruce briefly introduced Damian's background, without mentioning his origin from the League of Assassins and Thalia's identity.

He followed Damian's idea and announced Damian's age, which calmed down the commotion on the field a little.

Soon someone rushed up with a microphone, and the microphone almost poked Bruce's mouth, "Mr. Wayne, why don't you have any children of your own after you and Miss Crane have been married for so many years?"

It was a question with bad intentions, and I saw Jason approach the reporter from the side, and was dragged back by the arms of Dick and Tim.

Bruce turned the reporter's microphone away without a trace of impatience on his face. Before explaining the reason, he corrected a little bit, "Although the title Miss will make Lucy happy for her youth, I would rather you call her Mrs. Wayne , or Mrs Crane."

"She's my wife, not an unmarried lady."

Facing the reporter and everyone on the field, Bruce said flatly, "We didn't have a child because of my health. Everyone knows my love for extreme sports."

Speaking of this, he showed a just right awkward smile, "It was not long after we got married, but luckily Lucy didn't care, I'm in active treatment."

This heavy news stunned everyone present, and even I almost swallowed the lemon embedded in the rim of the goblet.

Not having children is my decision, and I am not afraid of rumors outside, he doesn't need to do this for me, and use his reputation to protect me.

"He would, that's all."

Pepper was very clear about the reason why we didn't have a child. She commented lightly, "As I said, it's your business that you don't care. It's his wish that he doesn't want someone to criticize you for this."

I looked at Bruce, who was calmly accepting the inspection by the eyes of the audience, with some confusion. Without waiting for the reaction of other people present, he unhurriedly dropped another blockbuster bomb.

"For a long time, Lucy has contributed a lot to Wayne Enterprises, and her contributions have been recognized by all employees. So I decided to donate 30.00% of the shares I hold to her. From now on, she will become the top three employees of Wayne Enterprises. shareholder."

This time I really swallowed the lemon into my mouth, it was so sour that I grinned.Bruce has a habit of giving away shares, and Lucius also has shares he donated.

But since I have no shortage of money to spend, in addition to my own income, my second uncle also pays pocket money to me who has been married for many years every month. I have never had the slightest thought about the shares of Wayne Enterprises.

Those eyes that paid attention to me changed in an instant, becoming full of jealousy and envy.After the dinner, when they mentioned the name "Lucille", they probably could only think of the word "winner".

I didn't pay attention to what Bruce was going to do with it, and he choked on me.

Pepper hooked her lips in satisfaction and brought up another topic, "When I went to the bathroom just now, I heard that child talking to someone else."

"The kid" was Damian, and the person he was talking to must have had bad things to say.

Pepper folded her legs gracefully, "A woman approached him, probably to provoke the relationship between you, guess what he said?"

"what?"

"He said, if that person has nothing to do, he might as well find a way to replace the synthetic gemstones on his neck with real ones. It's better not to wear them if they are so ugly."

I believe Damian's original words are a little more unkind, so it seems that he is almost as good as a quail in front of me.

Though it's a violent quail wielding a katana sword.

I spit out the lemon slice that made my back molars sour, and saw Bruce finished his speech and took Damian to hide outside the banquet hall.

"Wait a minute," I perfunctory Pepper, "I'll come as I go."

No one in this world knows better than me how he avoids their questioning. If there is one, it can only be Ah Fu.

I managed to find the guy hiding on the balcony behind the velvet curtain. Damian is not here, maybe he was dragged by Dick and hid somewhere else.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Wayne in poor health?" I pretended to knock on the railing.

Bruce had two goblets in front of him, and he handed me one of them, and I sniffed it, and it was ginger ale.

"You know I don't like drinking this stuff very much, do you?" I leaned next to him, "It might be more sincere to prepare freshly squeezed juice."

"There is a difference between the color of freshly squeezed juice and champagne." He said seriously, "Drinking champagne at this time will show the mood."

This reason does not completely convince me, I reluctantly accept it.

I put the ginger ale on the marble fence, "Your reason for sending the press is so amazing, I'm horrified."

"Yeah, tomorrow's headlines will be that I'm sick and can't conceive. Sorry, this time the headlines are still mine."

I glared at him, "It's too much, I'm going to find Joshua tonight. You never thought, if one day I change my mind and decide to have a child, how do you plan to explain to the media?"

He took a sip of the soda calmly, "At that time, just say that the new technology introduced by Wayne Enterprises can cure me, it's not difficult."

He turned his head towards me, "I don't care what they say, I only care about your feelings."

Did I mention, it's becoming more and more apparent that he's the Brucey baby in front of me.

By the way, he used to be a sweet talker too.

Relying on myself, I stepped on very high heels and approached him, and with a slight padding of my feet, I was able to kiss him smoothly.

Then again, I'm still not a fan of ginger ale, hope he gets a little flirtatious with a lump sugar before the next kiss.

"Father..." Damian's voice was cut off.

We all turned to look at him.

The face of the child who stepped into the balcony with half of his body squirmed between twisted and twisted.

After a while, he exited the balcony with an unusually complex and rich expression.

Oh, hope it didn't hurt his fragile heart.

Poor Damian.