Is Master Lu jealous today?

Sheng Wantang's dress was delivered to the guard of Yinyue Manor the day before the Hua Yi Festival.

"Fourth Master, the dress ordered by Miss Sheng has arrived at the door." Lin Butler didn't hang up the phone at the security office, and turned to ask Lu Jiyuan for instructions.

The man was looking at the M&A contract on his lap. Hearing this, he raised his eyelids, and there was only one sentence written on his expressionless handsome face: Do you still want me to pick it up in person?

Butler Lin asked the guards to bring in the clothes, hung up the phone, and explained with a smile: "Fourth Master, there used to be no mistress here, and your attitude towards your wife is unclear, so it's normal for them to ask a few more questions."

Lu Jiyuan drew a red cross on the merger and acquisition case, and threw the rubbish aside: "Unclear attitude?"

Butler Lin said: "You drove your wife out on your wedding night, and lost your wife's dowry. A few days ago, your wife used taxis when she went out. Don't they have to think about it?"

Yi Jiu was sorting out the documents, and couldn't help but say something fair: "Master, you drove your wife out of the car halfway before."

Listen, is this something people do?

Lu Jiyuan swept over with an icy cold gaze, with a terrifying aura.

Yi Jiu immediately lowered his head and acted dumb, pretending that he didn't say anything just now.

Lu Jiyuan frowned unhappily.

No matter how you listen, it looks like he abused her.

Sheng Wantang was very fast. She took the dress and went back to her room to change and put on some light makeup. It only took an hour in total.

A woman came downstairs in a black satin wrap dress.

Her waist-length hair was casually rolled up. There was no extra decoration on the skirt, only the hem of the skirt was split ten centimeters above the knee, and the faintly visible leg line could be seen. The whiteness of the skin was in the blackness of the satin. It is particularly eye-catching, perfectly interpreting low-key and high-end.

"I have something to do. I need to go out." Sheng Wantang squeezed her handbag, and out of politeness, told Lu Jiyuan where she was going.

There is no precedent for her to report her itinerary to others. Lu Jiyuan was not at home before, so she came in and out at will.

Lu Jiyuan continued to look at the document in his hand without saying a word.

That attitude is: I have no, yes, interest, interest in your itinerary.

Sheng Wantang pouted, rude man!

Just as he walked to the porch to change his high-heeled shoes, Lu Jiyuan's voice came from behind him: "Uncle Lin, arrange a car for her."

Sheng Wantang subconsciously refused: "No need."

She didn't want to have too much interaction with Lu Jiyuan.

"Mrs. Lu, cooperate." Lu Jiyuan's voice was a little cold, more like an order and threat, "I don't have the bad habit of abusing my wife."

Sheng Wantang: "...?"

When did she say that he abused her?

Lin Butler watched his nose, nose, and heart, why did he feel that he was connoted?

After Sheng Wantang went out, Yi Jiugang answered Ren Xingyu's call.

"Master, Hua Yi rented our venue for tonight's event. Young Master Ren said he has reserved a seat for you, and you can come over anytime."

"Don't go."

Lu Jiyuan has never been interested in these activities.

It was only then that Lu Jiyuan realized that something was wrong - there was a lack of jewelry on her body.

"Uncle Lin," Lu Jiyuan said, "give me some women's clothes and jewelry."

You don't have to ask and you know who it's for.

Lin Butler agreed happily, and asked again: "How much do you want to prepare for your wife?"

"Fill the hostess cloakroom."

The hostess's cloakroom in the main building covers an area of ​​[-] square meters.

It's no small project to fill up.

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Huayi Grand Ceremony is a popular fashion party in recent years, and most of the people in the entertainment and fashion circles are invited.

As soon as Sheng Wantang got to his place, a sneer came from his ear.

"Mengyue, isn't that the thief who stole the first 20 years of your life?"

The woman who spoke was wearing a red dress and leather boots, and she was clearly dressed as a female idol. Sheng Mengyue beside her was wearing a long white gauze dress, which is the main feature of Dior this year, with exquisite makeup, and holding a fragrant grandma handbag. Luxurious and extravagant.

"Ming Ming!" Sheng Mengyue shook her head at the girl who spoke just now, signaling her to stop talking.

Ding Ming was a teammate of Sheng Mengyue's girl group before it disbanded. The two were in the same agency. After learning of the identity of Sheng Mengyue's wealthy daughter, Ding Ming unconditionally defended and flattered Sheng Mengyue.

"Wantang, don't mind, Mingming didn't mean anything malicious, she just... just complained for me." Sheng Mengyue said to Sheng Wantang apologetically.

Since there is no malice, why complain about injustice?

Sheng Mengyue interpreted Youdang Youli so vividly that Sheng Wantang didn't even want to talk to her.

Who knows that Sheng Mengyue suddenly changed the subject: "But I'm very surprised, you just graduated this year, with your qualifications and reputation, how could you be invited by Hua Yi?"

Ding Ming immediately answered with a smile: "Could it be that you got the invitation letter through a shady channel? Selling your body for profit, you really can do this kind of thing with your long face."

"The threshold for invitations in the fashion industry is clearly stipulated. Are you questioning the fairness of the organizer?" Sheng Wantang asked with a decent smile, "Why don't we ask now?"

According to his qualifications and reputation, Sheng Wantang was indeed not invited.But her university resume is too good, and she has won many gold medals in high-gold image design competitions, becoming an exception for the invitees.

Sheng Mengyue also understands the truth, and now that Sheng Wantang has turned against the general, she can only smile dryly and say, "I'll just say it casually."

How dare she challenge the organizer?

Sheng Wantang was about to leave, when suddenly his eyes fixed on Sheng Mengyue's neck wearing a whole string of diamond necklaces, each diamond was crystal clear, full of rigidity, and perfectly cut.

"The necklace on your neck is beautiful." No one noticed that the temperature in Sheng Wantang's voice and eyes suddenly dropped.

This necklace was custom-made for Mu Ruyi last year, but she suddenly couldn't find it at home.

Now it appeared on Sheng Mengyue's neck.

It turned out that Lin Zhi took it away.

Sheng Mengyue slid her fingertips over the diamond necklace, and said with a smile: "The fl level diamond necklace is designed by a top master in Paris. It is naturally beautiful. My family loves me, so my mother specially customized it for me."

This necklace was accidentally seen by Sheng Mengyue at home, and she acted like a baby and asked Lin Zhi to give it to her.

"This is too beautiful! No wonder my eyes keep looking at your necklace uncontrollably!"

"Yueyue, I'm so envious that you have a mother who loves you so much!"

Seeing this, Ding Ming and several third- and fourth-tier female stars around him immediately began to compliment Sheng Mengyue.

The voice became louder and louder, and people in the fashion industry also came to take a look at the jewelry made by the top masters in Paris.

Sheng Wantang's eyes were indifferent, allowing these women to praise and talk about the diamond necklace.

"Eh? Isn't this the necklace that Sheng Wantang assigned to Mu Ruyi?" Suddenly, someone asked.

Sheng Mengyue was very sensitive to the word "Sheng Wantang", and her smile faded a little: "Miss, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, I am Miss Sheng's family, this necklace was customized for me by my family of."

She specifically emphasizes "I".

Sheng Wantang is no longer a daughter of the Sheng family, how can these people still remember Sheng Wantang!

"Hahahaha!" The designer and his companion laughed as if they had heard some big joke.

Sheng Wantang leaned against the bar, propped her chin with one hand, and watched the scene leisurely.