Allow her to be pampered

The next day, Peng Yiru did not come to work.

But at noon this day, the small leaders of various departments of the commercial bank, as well as the famous families of various factions in Yue'an City, all received an invitation card.

This invitation was written on cardboard with bronzing, sprinkled with perfume, and written in rough ink and running script, which looked very nondescript.

The exhibition letter is as follows:

Yu, dear nephew Yiru, in the Mood for Love, who is turning eighteen, specially prepared a banquet in the mansion, waiting for you.

In the signature place, there are three big characters of Jinshihe.

And the time of the banquet is scheduled to be two days later, which coincides with Xiu Mu.

The first time Chi Rong saw the invitation, it was not in Wu Qingzhi's hands, but in a colleague's.

She had just finished ordering a batch of fur goods, so she used her hands as a canopy to stand outside the house to cover the sun, watching the cars and horses passing by, so she had no intention of chatting with others.

But on that side, the receptionist waitress happily ran over, patted Chi Rong on the shoulder, and asked, "Chi Rong, it turns out that Peng Yiru is the eldest lady of a rich family, why have you never mentioned it before?"

Chi Rong didn't understand, and was about to say something, but saw the maid took out an invitation card, opened it, read it, then she would be satisfied.

"Many of our colleagues have received invitations! This is my first time to be a guest at the mansion!"

The waitress chattered endlessly, but Chi Rong didn't remember a word of what she said vaguely afterwards.

At noon, Chi Rong made an excuse to report to the boss, so she ran to the third floor and went straight to Wu Qingzhi's office.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Wu Qingzhi reclining in his seat, frowning tightly.

"Chi Rong, you came just in time."

Wu Qingzhi clamped the invitation with two fingers, his cheekbones tensed, and he said in a bad tone: "Boss Jin is going to host a banquet again."

When Chi Rong heard the words, she also said angrily: "Peng Yiru is Boss Jin's niece! Just send someone to inquire, and they all know that her father has no brothers and sisters. Why is she still connected with that Jin Shihe!"

But even though they were unwilling in every possible way, the two of them couldn't afford to hesitate, let alone push back on this matter.

Many famous families were invited to this gathering, but it would be a sin to refuse to do so.

Chi Rong's mouth narrowed, and he threw himself into Wu Qingzhi's arms in a grievance, and said listlessly: "I don't want to go at all! I hate Boss Jin, and I don't like Peng Yiru either. I want to stay at home with you."

After Wu Qingzhi listened, he tapped her back with his fingers as if playing a piano, and said softly: "I am too. Chi Rong, I can only wrong you."

After finishing speaking, he kissed Chi Rong's ear, with a gloomy expression.

Peng Yiru's move is really a lore.

She and Chi Rong have been classmates for several years, and she understands best that what Chi Rong is afraid of is unwarranted pointers.

So he sent the post to Wu Qingzhi, and Chi Rong had to go with him as Mrs. Wu.

What's more, Peng Yiru widely invites colleagues to the banquet, which will naturally expose Chi Rong's identity and make her suffer from slander.

What kind of self-taught female student is just a cover, she is clearly the wife of the boss who was airborne!

However, the matter was still reluctantly settled.

In the past two days, Chi Rong was always sick and unable to eat. Wu Qingzhi ordered the kitchen to make snacks in different ways, but it was difficult to make Chi Rong appetizing.

In the evening, when the night wind blows, everything is just right.

Chi Rong and Wu Qingzhi walked hand in hand on the boulevard.

This banquet is not only going to go, but also to prepare a ceremony, which is really annoying.

With Peng Yiru's repeated deceptions and schemes, Chi Rong has long since lost her affection for her, and she only wished that she would be separated from each other, so that the world would disappear.

But you always have to save face.

"It's nothing more than some jewelry skirts for the ladies. It's not impossible to teach the housekeeper how to handle this matter."

When they cuddled each other, Wu Qingzhi couldn't help but comfort Chi Rong when he saw that Chi Rong was angry.

Unexpectedly, Chi Rong shook her head and said firmly, "No, I have to take this opportunity to straighten her up!"

Just at this time, I don't know who walked out of the window, and the radio in the house was singing a song of Peony Pavilion leisurely.

How to send spring?Such a weather, so sleepy?
It is the part when Du Liniang first wakes up from her spring dream.

At the end of the play, Du Liniang is chasing the love in her dream, and finally becomes depressed and ill.

Chi Rong suddenly said: "Why don't you give her a red veil, the color is festive, it can be used as a wedding dress. I wish her to marry soon and stop thinking about you!"

Wu Qingzhi laughed and said: "Madam's words are very true, you are the only one who cares about me!"

A pair of pink fists hammered Wu Qingzhi's arms one after another, but seeing Chi Rong's pink face was full of spring, he murmured, "I don't miss you, you don't look so good!"

Chi Rong's shy look was simply too sweet, Wu Qingzhi felt itchy when he saw it, so he leaned down and kissed her.

After the kiss, just now he lowered his eyes and smiled, "Chi Rong, whether you miss me or not, I'm yours now."

The two of them laughed and made noise, chasing and fighting on the boulevard.

The radio is still singing, but it is like a flower and a beautiful family for you, and the years are like water...

So, the soldiers came to block, and the water came to cover it.

In a few days, they both went to the banquet.

I don't know if it was a bad day, but on the day of the banquet, it was raining heavily.

Along the way, the wipers of the car swung back and forth, and the driver could only barely see the road ahead, so he drove extremely slowly.

Fortunately, Wu Qingzhi did things safely, and they moved the time to go out a little earlier, so they were not late and did not lose their manners.

As soon as he arrived at the Jin mansion and was about to get off the car, a doorman in brocade clothes immediately came up to greet him.

Chi Rong was wearing a lotus-coloured cheongsam today, which was the least stained by raindrops. When she got off the car, she was about to hold up her skirt, but Wu Qingzhi was one step ahead of her, and he only pulled up the skirt with great care.

"Chi Rong, you are so pretty."

But seeing Wu Qingzhi smiled slightly, his brows were full of affection, "I really don't want others to look at you even more."

The two of them whispered love words while walking into the hall arm in arm.

There were bursts of music in the hall, and the conductor of the band was exceptionally tall, probably a Russian.

Looking up at the roof, there are banners and balloons hanging on the crystal chandelier, with a letter written in foreign language: Happy birthday!

It's really huge.

When Chi Rong visited the Jin Mansion again, thinking about her previous experience, she felt endless conflicts in her heart.

So he just hugged Wu Qingzhi tightly, never leaving him, showing an inseparable look.

Chi Rong was worrying about the annoying Boss Jin, but from a distance, he saw a graceful figure like a fairy walking towards him with a fat hand in his arms.

Taking a closer look, the person who came was the protagonist of this banquet, Boss Jin's beloved nephew, Peng Yiru, who was only eighteen years old.

But seeing her wearing a white gauze dress, it was as gorgeous as a wedding dress.

Peng Yiru has a plump figure, the gauze skirt covered her hands and legs, only revealing her sensual breasts, which glowed white at the neckline.

Peng Yiru's face was radiant with beauty, and Boss Jin standing beside him looked like a vulgar orc.

"Boss Wu, Mrs. Wu."

Peng Yiru smiled sweetly.

Chi Rong said dryly: "Happy birthday to you, everything goes as you wish."

After hearing this, Peng Yiru raised her bright red lips slightly, and said, "...Today is indeed a good day for me to fulfill my wish!"