Mr. Yan, Madam Bai Yueguang has also returned to China.

"Jian Xi!" Someone shouted in surprise when they saw the person coming.

Yu Wei was also stunned for a moment, not for anything else but because Jian Xi was wearing the exact same dress as hers.

Jian Xi's hair was pulled up high, revealing her slender white neck. Her eyes fell on Meng Hechuan with a bright smile.

Meng Hechuan's face darkened a bit.

Liang Peilan was originally angry because Meng Hechuan made his own decision and asked Yu Wei to dance with him for the first dance. Now seeing Jian Xi, no matter how well-educated he was, he was on the verge of collapse.

"Who asked her to come! Get her out!"

Jian Xi smiled and said, "Mrs. Meng, I took the invitation and walked in dignifiedly."

Liang Peilan looked at the woman in front of her. Her tenderness had long since faded from her brows, and her whole body exuded elegance and confidence.

"Could this be the way the Meng family treats guests?"

People around were talking a lot. The incident of Meng Hechuan and Jian Xi eloping for love caused a stir in the circle.

After Meng Hechuan returned to China, he started going on a blind date. Everyone thought that the story was over.

Now it seems that things are not that simple.

"The visitor is a guest." Meng Huaijin looked unclear, "Miss Jian, just be casual."

Jian Xi took a glass of red wine from the side, shook it, and walked to Meng Hechuan unhurriedly.

Everyone finally noticed that she and Yu Wei were wearing exactly the same dresses.

Jian Xi looked at Yu Wei with a smile, "Wei Wei, long time no see, you look so beautiful tonight!"

Yu Wei had regained her composure, and she stepped away from Meng Hechuan, "Long time no see."

"I remember there is only one piece of this dress in China. It is a custom-made one. Who is wearing a copycat?"

"Jian Xi has worn D's haute couture several times before. She is a celebrity, so she wears fake clothes. Doesn't she want to be in the fashion circle?"

"Yu Wei is Yan Wenzhou's ex-wife after all. I heard that during the divorce, she shared a lot of money with Yan Wenzhou. No matter how downcast she is, she won't be a fake, right?"

Everyone was talking about it.

Jian Xi looked at Meng Hechuan with a smile again, "Hechuan, long time no see, you won't welcome me, right?"

Meng Hechuan's face became colder and colder. He noticed the comments around him and didn't want to cause any further commotion. He grabbed Jian Xi's wrist and took her out of the banquet hall.

Jian Xi turned around and looked at Yu Wei with a smile, with a bit of a winner's calmness in her eyes.

Yu Wei felt cold all over, as if she had returned to a long time ago, and the feeling of suffocation almost swallowed her up.

She just took steps.

Yan Xiyue jumped out of nowhere, holding her mobile phone and blocking Yu Wei's way.

She shook her phone, "Just now, the design director of the D family has claimed Jian Xi's dress on Weibo! Yu Wei, you divided so much money after your third brother and I divorced, and you want to attract a rich husband, but you don't even bother to do so." Are you reluctant to part with money?"

Yu Wei looked at her coldly, "Get out of the way!"

"Why are you so mean? You pester Brother Hechuan every day, what is his identity, and what is your identity? Even if you are not divorced, you are not worthy of him!" Yan Xiyue mocked, "Not to mention, you are now He’s just a divorced second-hand thing!”

Meng Zhiyao heard Yan Xiyue's words and stepped forward to help Yu Wei.

Shen Yan dragged her tightly, "Be honest with me! I told you to stay away from her a long time ago! Those who are close to the red will be red and those who are close to the ink will be black. Her reputation in the circle has long been bad! It's too much to go with her." In the near future, it will be difficult for you to find your in-laws!"

"Mom!" Meng Zhiyao was almost furious.

"I've known for a long time that she's just a prostitute!"

"A woman from a small family like the Yu family is no exception if she knows how to wear fake clothes!"

"If she hadn't crawled into Yan Wenzhou's bed, how could she have married into the Yan family?"

"Meng Hechuan is just playing with her, but he can really marry her!"

Every word was like a knife stabbing her heart.

Yu Wei thought she had been immune for a long time, but it turned out that these words could still hurt her.

"Who are you calling second-hand?" Han Chunyan rushed over from the crowd, picked up the wine glass and was about to pour the wine over it.

Yu Wei came to her senses and hugged Han Chunyan tightly. She didn't want to mess up the birthday banquet because of herself.

"Mom, tonight is Grandpa Meng's birthday party. Don't be impulsive. Let's go."

Han Chunyan was so angry that she pointed at Yan Xiyue, as if she wanted to scold him for three hundred rounds, "You Yan family are just going too far to bully others!"

Yu Haisheng came over and grabbed Han Chunyan, "Okay, don't let others laugh anymore!"

Han Chunyan reluctantly followed him out, and Yu Wei followed behind them.

Yan Xiyue was still angry when she saw the waiter passing by, picked up the tray, pointed it at Yu Wei and threw it, "You gold digger, go to hell!"

"Bang!"

The trays and wine glasses were all scattered on the floor.

The banquet hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Yu Wei fell into a warm embrace.

Yan Xiyue took a step back in fright when she saw the man rushing out.

Yan Wenzhou's back was wet. He turned around and looked at Yan Xiyue with a gloomy face.

Meeting his eyes, Yan Xiyue trembled in fright, "Third...Third brother, I'm venting my anger on your behalf!"

"Isn't that embarrassing enough? Get out of here!"

"It's Yu Wei who's embarrassed, not me..."

"Miss Yan, you seem to have drunk too much." Liang Peilan came over, and her good education did not let her curse, "Why don't you go to the lounge to rest for a while, what do you think?"

When Yan Xiyue saw Liang Peilan's displeased look, she realized what she had done and had to leave in despair.

Meng Huaijin also walked over and looked at everyone, "It's just a small interlude. Let's continue."

Yu Wei pushed Yan Wenzhou away and walked out of the banquet hall, and met Meng Hechuan at the door who was returning.

Meng Hechuan saw that Han Chunyan and Yu Haisheng both had angry looks on their faces, and also saw that Yu Wei's face was a little pale, and his heart skipped a beat, "Wei Wei..."

Yu Wei walked out as if she hadn't seen him.

Meng Hechuan wanted to chase him out, but Liang Peilan called him, "Hechuan!"

"Weiwei, just wait for a few minutes and I'll take you back!"

Before Yu Wei paused, the waiter opened the door for her, and Yu Wei nodded and thanked her.

Three people stood in front of the elevator.

"Weiwei, my mother spent more than two million yuan to buy this dress. It can't be a copycat!"

Yu Wei didn't answer.

Han Chunyan continued: "Do you want to wait for Hechuan? Didn't he say he would send you back?"

The elevator door opened and three people walked in.

Han Chunyan was still saying something, but Yu Wei could no longer hear clearly. She remembered that a long time ago, she was waiting at the entrance of the amusement park like a fool.

He obviously promised to accompany her.

She stayed up late working on the strategy for a long time, spent more than two hours putting on makeup, and waited for him in the cold wind for more than two hours, but only waited for a phone call apologizing from him.

Then he saw Jian Xi's friend circle. He was sick and hospitalized, and he was busy with Jian Xi.

At that time, they were probably secretly in love. It was because she was too slow that she became the one not chosen again and again.

When I walked to the door of the hotel, the car had already driven over.

"Mom, I'll take a taxi back by myself."

Han Chunyan wanted to say something, but Yu Haisheng had already dragged her into the car.

After the car was far away, Yu Wei tightened her tight coat. The cold wind blew through and penetrated through the soles of her feet, causing a biting chill.

Maybe a cool breeze will calm your mind.

Yu Wei walked forward, her phone kept ringing, but her hands were too cold and she didn't want to answer it.

After walking a few more steps, her feet were already a little numb. The heels were too high and she couldn't walk anymore. Yu Wei wanted to bend down and rub her feet, but she lost her center of gravity and fell forward.

A pair of warm hands held her firmly from behind.