Sir, don't be too bad

The charity dinner that Ye Qingchen mentioned was held in a European-style villa on the southern outskirts of Jincheng.

Floors paved with black marble, bright mirror tiles, gorgeous crystal pendant chandeliers, glass pure black fragrant wood tables, exquisite finely carved bookcases...

Everything in the villa shows the taste and wealth of the owner.

As soon as Xia Yiwan and Ye Qingchen entered, a man around 30 years old greeted him with a smile.

"Qingchen, you're here." The man's facial features were plain, and he exuded a mature and steady air of a business elite, but he looked at Ye Qingchen with hot and sincere eyes.

Ye Qingchen nodded slightly: "Yes."

Xia Yiwan immediately understood why Ye Qingchen didn't ask Feng Lang to come.

Dare to love this is Ye Qingchen's suitor.

"Is this your friend?" The man shifted his gaze to Xia Yiwan again, polite and measured.

"Well, this is my friend Xia Yiwan." Ye Qingchen said and looked at Xia Yiwan: "Mr. Liao is the host of this charity auction and also the owner of this place."

"Qingchen's friends are my friends. Ms. Xia, please feel free to do whatever you want." Mr. Liao said with a smile.

Xia Yiwan smiled slightly: "You are being polite."

After saying hello, Mr. Liao saw that Ye Qingchen was a little tired, so he asked someone to take her to the second floor to rest.

"I'm going to take a nap for a while, you don't have to accompany me if you go around first." Ye Qingchen said.

Xia Yiwan thought for a while, then nodded.

It's her first charity dinner, and it's not bad to look around.

In the banquet hall, there are people coming and going, delicious food and wine.

Seeing the waiter coming over with juice, Xia Yiwan stretched out her hand.

In the end, it touched a pair of men's hands.

Xia Yiwan looked up, and the other party was a handsome young man.

When the man saw Xia Yiwan's face, a flash of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and it was fleeting.

Immediately, a gentleman's smile appeared: "Ladies first."

Xia Yiwan nodded politely, picked up the juice and left.

It's just that she didn't finish her glass of juice, so she froze in place.

At the entrance of the banquet hall, a pair of extremely handsome men and women walked in.

The man was tall and tall, with handsome features, and his body wrapped in a black suit exuded a strong aura of restraint. It was Simo.

The woman holding his arm has beautiful features, a pretty nose and full lips, and is wearing a black leather jacket. Her figure is so hot that it makes people jealous.

Si Mo's breath was cold, his eyes were like torches, and he swept across the people in the banquet hall lightly.

Xia Yiwan panicked, and immediately hid in a corner beside her.

At this moment, she doesn't want to run into Simo.

"Meet your ex-boyfriend, huh?"

When the ambiguous words came, there was a man in front of Xia Yiwan, with a handsome face, but it was the man who was taking juice with her just now.

Xia Yiwan glanced at the other party coldly: "It seems that this has nothing to do with you."

The man still smiled like a gentleman: "Sorry, I don't intend to pry into your privacy, but just want to remind you that your hair is entangled."

Xia Yiwan was wearing a very conservative champagne-colored dress today, with buttons on her shoulders, and a lock of her long hair happened to be entangled with the buttons.

Xia Yiwan tilted her head and reached out to untie it, but after a long time of untwisting, she still couldn't completely open it.

"I'll help you." The man said and held out his hand.

"No need!" Xia Yiwan frowned and backed away, but there was a wall behind her.

"Don't move, it will be fine soon." The man leaned forward, and a shadow enveloped her, which made her feel quite stressed.

Xia Yiwan turned her head a little uneasy, but met Simo's glance.