The wealthy man who got married in a flash marriage can’t hide his wife’s vest anymore

Although she gives people a very bad feeling every time they meet, Wei Xun has never pestered her so far.

So she won't do anything, just strengthen her defenses.

When the project started, she rarely came out. When the project was over, she would leave the capital, and there was a high probability that she would never see Wei Xun again.

At a banquet, no one knew whether Zhou Hairu got his wish, and Qingli's reputation spread far and wide.

This elegant fairy sister broke off the slut's fingers in public, and the entire upper class society was talking about it.

Some people think she is too rude and uncultured, while many people think she is cool and simply bold.

The smile on Du Qianhui's lips never disappeared, "You can't believe it, the former are all those stinky men, and the latter are all rich ladies from various families."

Qing Li really didn't expect that one day he would be favored by women.

"Many of my sisters are curious about you and want me to ask you to meet for afternoon tea someday."

The rich and famous ladies look chic and comfortable, but they need to abide by various rules and regulations. Their freedom is limited to this framework, and they are not allowed to jump out of this framework.

Many people have seen, or even personally experienced, affluent banquets, drinking wine and tearing clothes, and other nasty things. Those with a stronger personality will fight back on the spot. Slapping someone in the face is considered a breach of etiquette, not to mention other things.

Qing Li simply broke off the slut's fingers, which made countless ladies feel so happy that their mammary glands were unclogged!

Du Qianhui was at the scene. She saw with her own eyes how disgusting Zhou Hairu's arrogant look was. If she could endure this incident, she would probably be immersed in anger, depression and collapse for a month, and then slowly heal herself.

Under the glamorous appearance, there is a lot of depression and aggrievedness that only he knows. There is no other way but to swallow it down.

Qing Li seemed to have opened the door to a new world for rich ladies. The feeling of stepping out of the box made them empathize deeply.

Rich ladies are very restricted and may not be able to imitate her, but this does not prevent them from being curious and fond of her.

"Qing Li, let me tell you, I am very popular among my sisters now because I know you. Not only that, but many rich and famous ladies who I didn't have close contact with before have also come to me and want to get in touch with you up close. Fan."

Du Qianhui talked enthusiastically. She was good at communication, but she didn't expect that by chance, the connections and resources would come directly to her door.

As a socialite, Du Qianhui must cherish this opportunity, but she respects Qing Li's opinion more.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether Qing Li meets these wealthy ladies. As long as Du Qianhui knows Qing Li, this is her advantage.

"Qing Li, why don't we become sworn sworn friends, so that I can tie you to me forever!"

Qing Li: "..."

Although she knew Du Qianhui was joking, she did not expect that this move would bring them closer.

Now Du Qianhui's approach to her was more sincere, unlike at the beginning, which was just a face-saving enthusiasm and politeness.

Du Qianhui is twenty-eight years old. She heard that she has an excellent fiancé, but the marriage will involve more elements, which she doesn't care about at all.

If she had to marry a stinky man, it wouldn't matter to her if it could help the family's interests.

When the time comes, you will make a three-part agreement with the stinky man, and you will each have your own thing to do without disturbing each other. Just don't bring the scandal to the table and make everyone look bad.

There is not much true love among ordinary people, let alone wealthy families with entangled interests.

"So you listen to your sister and kick the He dog as soon as possible. As long as you have enough money to spend on things like this, isn't it going to cause trouble for yourself if you ask for that kind of man?"

I had afternoon tea with Du Qianhui and chatted all over the world, and now I was talking about He Jiangyu.

"We are planning to divorce, and we will go through the formalities when we get back after the project is over," Qing Li said.

When she talked about this matter, her heart was no longer disturbed.

Du Qianhui nodded, "That's right. Women should take good care of themselves. If you don't take good care of yourself, how can you expect others to take care of you. You are so capable, you can't give up the entire forest for a tree."

Qingli laughed.

The two were chatting when a familiar figure jumped into view.

It's Xue Yunhe.

Next to her was Zhou Hairu, one of the focus figures in the discussion between Du Qianhui and Du Qianhui.

This restaurant is famous for its afternoon tea. It's not unusual for them to come here, but what's strange is that these two would stand together.

They also saw Qing Li.

Zhou Hairu's face turned gloomy, but he was more afraid.

Qing Li has left a shadow in her heart. At this moment, she never dares to provoke her again. She only looks at her with a pair of fierce eyes.

Qing Li looked away calmly, and Zhou Hairu looked away with a cold snort.

Du Qianhui looked at Qingli with bright eyes.

She is so strong!

One look can scare the other person away from looking at each other. Is he in love with you?

Qing Li turned around and glanced at her inexplicably.

Xue Yunhe paused for a moment, then walked towards this side, trying to put a little distance away from Zhou Hairu.

Obviously her behavior just now made her a little embarrassed.

I don't know if Zhou Hairu understood what Xue Yunhe meant, but a flash of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and after thinking about it, he followed.

When he arrived, Xue Yunhe greeted Du Qianhui politely, but ignored Qingli and didn't even look at her.

Qing Li held the coffee cup and watched with interest, not feeling ignored at all.

Du Qianhui, on the other hand, responded at first, but realized that Xue Yunhe might be using her to embarrass Qing Li, so she stopped talking.

She doesn't want to offend anyone, but she doesn't want to be treated like a soft persimmon either.

Xue Yunhe said with a smile: "There will be a calligraphy and painting competition in a few days. Is Miss Du interested in participating?"

Du Qianhui said: "It depends on your mood. By the way, Qingli, how soon will your project start?"

After replying, she focused on Qing Li, and her meaning was already obvious.

A shadow flashed across Xue Yunhe's eyes, but the smile on his face remained unchanged, "Okay, I look forward to Miss Du's visit."

After saying that, seeing Du Qianhui no longer paying attention to her, she smiled slightly and turned to leave.

Zhou Hairu glared at Qing Li fiercely, and when she saw her eyes drifting towards her, he quickly withdrew his gaze and left.

Du Qianhui rolled her eyes, "What the hell."

Qing Li discovered that this Miss Du had a genuine personality and was very concerned about her image, but she didn't have much baggage as an idol. Rolling her eyes would not be something a socialite would do.

I hope it's not just a character creation.

Qing Li will not trust anyone easily, but he is also unwilling to speculate on anyone casually.

"What is this calligraphy and painting competition?" Qing Li asked curiously.

After all, Du Qianhui is a member of the Du family. Although she is not as literate as Du Mochen, she still knows everything in the circle.

"The organizer is Wen Chaoyuan, which is committed to young people's enthusiasm for calligraphy and painting, so as to promote the progress and innovation of the new generation."

"Who can participate?" Qing Li asked.

Du Qianhui saw her interest and said, "If you want to participate, I can get you an invitation letter."