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An Jiahui turned her head to look at Huang Jiaming's rather handsome face. Huang Jiaming touched her face just now. I wonder if this rich man likes her a little bit?If so, although I was rejected today, I still have something to gain.

An Jiahui asked cautiously: "Sir, which group's young master are you from?"

Huang Jiaming smiled: "My name is Huang Jiaming, I belong to Huanyu Group, and Huang Xianming is my father."

Hearing that Huang Jiaming was the young master of Huanyu Group, he was secretly delighted. Huanyu Group is an out-and-out wealthy family. If Huang Jiaming could see him, it would be a blessing from heaven.

"Huang Jiaming? Who is Huang Jiayun?" Huang Jiayun's reputation is much greater than that of Mu Jiaren. Almost every day, the name of this proud and beautiful young lady will be listed on Weibo hot searches.

"Huang Jiayun is my sister, why? Ms. An knows my sister?" Huang Jiaming knew that his sister was as proud as a phoenix in the sky, so he would not pay attention to a woman like An Jiahui.

An Jiahui blushed with embarrassment: "How could I have the honor to know Miss Huang? I just met her on TV and Weibo."

Huang Jiaming knew that women like An Jiahui, who thought they were pretty, dreamed of marrying into a wealthy family every day, but they would never understand the saying that once entering a wealthy family, the depth of the sea is like the sea.

"It doesn't matter. In fact, everyone is the same. Our family is just lucky enough to do a few businesses and earn some money. Everyone is the same. If Miss An likes me, I can introduce my sister to you, no Do you know what Miss An does?"

An Jiahui immediately became interested when she heard Huang Jiaming say this, and told Huang Jiaming all the competitions she had participated in and the honors she had won, and she really thought that she could reach the pinnacle of her life from now on.

When An Jiahui was still chatting with Huang Jiaming in excitement, the car had already arrived at the gate of Haihuang Xingchen. The manager of Haihuang Xingchen saw Huang Jiaming coming, and immediately greeted him: "Young Master Huang, why didn't you call in advance today? ?”

Huang Jiaming threw the car keys to the security guard, and led An Jiahui into the lobby of Haihuang Xingchen: "I didn't want to come here today, but I met a friend who said she invited her good sisters over to play, so I had to come here Follow along."

After speaking, he still didn't forget to give An Jiahui an affectionate look. An Jiahui was fascinated by Huang Jiaming's eyes.

The manager brought Huang Jiaming and An Jiahui to the most luxurious private room. Although Huang Xingchen and An Jiahui often came, most of the time, some bosses invited them to accompany them after the show, but she never came in In such a luxurious private room, compared with this place, those downstairs are simply slums.

Thanks to myself, I used to think that the places they went to were places where the upper class went. Today, I finally saw what rich and pregnant people are.

An Jiahui was sitting on a leather sofa imported from Italy. The waiter put five bottles of Lafite on the coffee table and asked Huang Jiaming respectfully: "Mr. Huang, would you like to serve wine now?"

Huang Jiaming held An Jiahui's hand in mine: "Ask her."

An Jiahui was even more flattered: "If Mr. Huang wants to drink? I will give up my life to accompany the gentleman."

Huang Jiaming smiled and made a gesture, and the waiter immediately opened the wine in his hand knowingly.

Poured it into a cup, then bowed, and retreated respectfully.

Huang Jiaming raised his wine glass and bumped it against An Jiahui's: "Miss An, please."

An Jiahui was completely fascinated by Huang Jiaming's gentle hometown, but after drinking a few cups, Huang Jiaming's eyes seemed to be filled with tears. An Jiahui immediately asked with concern: "Mr. Huang, what's wrong with you? What's the matter?" Unhappy things?"

Huang Jiaming suddenly turned around and hugged An Jiahui in his arms, and kissed An Jiahui's lips. After a long time, Huang Jiaming let go of An Jiahui and held An Jiahui's hand: "You all think that we live in such a family It’s very happy inside, but you don’t know our suffering!”

Of course, An Jiahui knows that it is not so easy for a wealthy family, but it is better than them after all. In the past, I always thought that those people stood up and talked without pain in the back, and they were good-looking when they got cheap. Today, seeing Huang Jiaming's appearance is really sad endlessly.

"If Mr. Huang doesn't dislike me, please tell me if you are unhappy. Although I can't help you, at least I can be a listener."

Huang Jiaming held An Jiahui's hand tighter: "It's not me, it's my sister. She likes Quan Xiao very much. She liked it when she was very young. She has been waiting, waiting, waiting until she grows up. I finally looked forward to getting engaged, but no one thought that Quan Xiao would fall in love with Mu Jiaren, and they hadn't even met before the banquet that day."

An Jiahui couldn't understand Huang Jiaming's words: "Impossible, isn't the beauty already pregnant with Quan Shuai's child?"

Huang Jiaming suddenly burst out laughing: "Hahaha, Mu Jiaren, everyone has been deceived by her angelic face, that child is not a power lord at all, she was pregnant with someone else's child outside, and then said It belonged to Quan Xiao, and he even ran to pretend to want to get rid of the child. After Quan Shuai found out, he was obedient to her. Pity my sister, she shed tears every day. Since the engagement ceremony that day, the news has been widely reported. My sister has become the topic of everyone's gossip, and now she doesn't even want to go out of the house."

After Huang Jiaming finished speaking, he wiped the tears from his face, hugged An Jiahui in his arms, and buried his face deeply in front of An Jiahui's chest.

"I didn't expect Mu Jiaren to be such a woman. Fortunately, I still regard her as a good friend. How can I help you, Mr. Huang?"

Huang Jiaming sat up and poured two glasses of wine, and handed them to An Jiahui: "Come, drink!"

After the two of them drank up the wine glasses, An Jiahui leaned on Huang Jiaming's shoulder: "I want to help you!"

Huang Jiaming smiled wryly: "Help me? How can I help? Now Quan Xiao only has Mu Jiaren in his heart, and now he thinks that Mu Jiaren is his child in his stomach. What can we do with Mu Jiaren?"

An Jiahui stopped talking. After drinking a glass of wine, her eyes lit up: "If Quan Shuai knows that the child in Mu Jiaren's belly is not his, then it will be fine? I don't believe that Quan Shuai likes Mu Jiaren any more. You won't be able to tolerate Mu Jiaren's deceit and betrayal, will you?"

Huang Jiaming turned around and hugged An Jiahui in his arms: "Jiahui, you are really kind, it's just that this matter is easy to say, but it's not so easy to sit up, Quan Xiao only believes in Mu Jiaren now What can we do?"