Chapter 615

Li Qingning subconsciously hid away from her and nodded to he Jiawen with her white face to show her thanks for her rescue. He reluctantly said, "he's going to accompany Lin Bai, so I'm here alone."

"And Mr. Brad?"

Her face was a little embarrassed for a moment, and she walked in without saying a word.

At this time, those reporters are still unwilling to come forward, holding the microphone and camera toward He Jiawen, "Mr. He, you are so close to your brother's ex-wife that you are not afraid of having a negative impact on your marriage?"

He Jiawen looked back and laughed at the reporters and said calmly, "anyway, you can always catch strange points to distort my meaning. It doesn't matter. Anyway, it's not easy for you to survive." He said, smiling, shrugging and striding in.

To tell you the truth, when Li Qingning walked to the banquet hall, he suddenly felt that even Liu Hulan, when she walked step by step to the guillotine, her mood should not be as heroic as she is now.

She didn't even know how many bombs would detonate in the most luxurious hotel in the city, especially when she saw Mrs. LAN.

After she walked into the banquet hall, he Jiawen quickly followed up, and her tone was still warm. "Sister Qingning, there are many guests tonight. I may not take good care of them. How tolerant you are." He leaned slightly and whispered in her ear, as if nothing had happened. Then he walked in with a smile.

"Well, don't forget you promised me that if I came here today, I would have a chance to talk to you alone." She watched him turn and said quickly. But unexpectedly, he just turned around and gave her a little smile, meaning unknown, and then turned away.

The whole hall is decorated with elegance and luxury. The scene is full of sea of flowers, and the whole hall is filled with the fragrance of flowers. On the stage in the center of the hall, the Ecuadorian roses transported by air on that day form a great love, and the champagne roses decorate the room, forming the word "sh", The warm light reflected by the huge crystal chandelier on the top makes the atmosphere of the scene more warm and romantic.

Even the tablecloth on the buffet table has a fine textile pattern, which seems to be valuable. All kinds of Silver Carved candlesticks and tableware, white porcelain plates are as smooth as cowhide, and incense candles are inserted on the candlesticks. The whole room is filled with the smell of fresh and elegant high-grade spices. A symphony orchestra is playing in the corner of the hall, a harmonious and elegant atmosphere.

For a moment, she suddenly remembered her wedding with Lan Qing. At that time, she was just like Shen Xingchen today. Her face was filled with great happiness and joy. Her smile was even more beautiful than all the flowers on the scene.

She is wearing a Chinese style dress, which is full of colorful gold three-dimensional embroidery, embroidered skirt with the same color system, transparent tulle of shoulders and sleeves, with Caibao diamond ring, red spinel inlaid in the center, and Caibao Liusu earrings on earlobes reflecting the crystal clear light. The whole person seems to emit the classical beauty of the East. It looks elegant and charming under the light, which makes it impossible to move the eyeliner away.

After the formal start of the dinner, Li Qingning has been thinking about something. As soon as she raises her head, she sees Feng Chi, wearing the latest season of Burberry's grey cashmere rimmed narrow body suit, coming towards her.

"Sorry, I didn't have time to go out with Lin Bai to meet you today. I've heard about what happened at the gate just now. Are you ok?" His eyes were full of worry.

She smiles and shakes her head at him.

Obviously, Mrs. LAN hasn't noticed her existence. Today, as the elder of a couple of new people, she seems to be in full bloom. She is chatting with a lot of business tycoons. She thinks that if Mrs. LAN accidentally discovers her existence, it will be a real disaster. She was surrounded by reporters and tore up her dress before, What does that count?

Think of here, her smile can not help but dye a bit bitter meaning.

After Feng Chi said a few words, he went to accompany Lin Bai. At this time, she suddenly felt a hot look fall on her, like an invisible fire, burning on her skin. Even she seemed to smell the sound of fat burning.

She looked up to find the source of that look, and found that Mrs. Lan was crossing the crowd, looking at her with a kind of lady's eye on the off-season discount clothes stacked in Zara's store.

At this time, she said "finished" to herself silently in her heart, and then began to think about how to escape. She suddenly felt that she should not have agreed to attend the dinner. The invitation he Jiawen sent her was almost an invitation to "one day tour to hell".

At this time, he Jiawen stands on the stage, his hand embracing Shen Xingchen '.

Just as she was like all the guests present, her eyes were glistening with tears, covering her chest and looking at the real feelings on the stage. When she was moved, a waiter in a white shirt and a small black bow tie mysteriously came to her, looked her up and down, and then stepped forward two steps, In her ear, she asked in a low voice, "are you miss li Qingning?"

She looked at him with wide eyes and nodded in surprise.

"Oh, how do you do, Miss Li? Mr. He asked me to give it to you." The waiter whispered in an almost ambiguous tone.

After Li Qingning looked at him with the same ambiguous look, he quickly looked away from him. Then he looked down and saw a white card in his hand.

Needless to say, that's the room card of the presidential suite in this hotel.

Her chest heaved slightly and looked around, just like an underground worker. Before joining in, she had to carefully examine the surrounding situation. Then she took the room card carefully and quickly stuffed it into her handbag, nodded to the waiter, turned around and disappeared in the crowd.

Although she knew that this trip was probably just a kind of entertainment for he Jiawen, and now everything was not enough to satisfy his nerves, she decided to go. For Lan Qing, even if the hope was slim, she would try her best.