Pretending to be bankrupt, I was kicked out of the family chat group

It's too luxurious.

Ye Yumo had been saving this piece of clothing as a spare and had not worn it so far.

When he first arrived in Hong Kong Island, Li Bonan suggested buying it so that one day he would meet a special public occasion and look noble and elegant.

Ye and Mo walked back and forth in the office twice, and their clothes were a perfect size.

Xiaoya's face turned red: "Sister! So beautiful! Even more beautiful than a celebrity!"

That's eight million. How can it not be beautiful? People depend on their clothes.

"Tsk, Bonan, clothes are so expensive."

"Mr. Ye, considering your worth, this dress is just right. Over ten million is considered a luxury, and too little is inappropriate. You are going to attend a party of rich people. Those people have poisonous eyes, so you can't lose your status."

When going from the office to the downstairs of the company, male and female employees rushed out to see their boss, who was as beautiful as a swan. Ye Yumo himself was almost embarrassed.

But she held on and did not reveal her timidity or shyness. Only her generosity could reflect the beauty of this dress.

Wang Sicong was waiting in the lobby downstairs. When he saw Ye Yumo walking out of the elevator, his eyes widened.

Ye Yumo walked over and stood in front of him: "Mr. Wang, why are you so stunned?"

"I...hehe, hehehe...Mr. Ye, nothing can describe your beauty."

Women love to hear compliments from men. This is natural, and Ye Yumo is no exception. She cleared her throat and maintained her grace: "Mr. Wang, I'm sorry. It's not that I'm beautiful, but that the clothes are good."

"You can't say that. Mr. Ye is a peerless beauty and looks good in anything she wears."

……

When we drove to Baofeng Road, there were bodyguards in black standing guard at the intersection, preventing outsiders from entering casually.

The invitation letter had to be read here. After Wang Sicong handed over the invitation letter, the bodyguard asked Ye and Mo about their identities.

"What's the matter, I brought a woman here, and you still ask questions. Have you never heard of my reputation?"

Who doesn't know this? Mr. Wang is lustful, and no one in the circle knows about it.

The bodyguard said dryly: "Mr. Wang, our master said that outsiders are not allowed to enter easily."

"That's because he doesn't understand me. If there is a problem, then I will leave. I still don't believe it. Am I the only one who brought women to the party today? If I say a word, you guys will lose their jobs. ,Step aside!"

Mr. Wang was domineering and said a casual word, but the bodyguards didn't dare to be verbose and let him go.

Outside the door of Villa No. 8, a large group of luxury cars were lined up, and there were also people driving racing cars, all of whom were children of wealthy families. There were quite a few beautiful women in front of them, because they were all young people, and the rich ladies would also bring them. A man comes over.

Wang Sicong laughed and said, "Look, a few people came here on their own, and they all have different surnames."

At such gatherings, rich people are having fun together. They cannot hunt for women here because everyone’s family background does not allow them to do that. To live like this, one’s marriage must contribute to the group. Free love is a kind of luxury.

Wang Shicong was a very gentleman. He got out of the car first, and then came over to help Ye Yumo open the door: "Miss Ye, please get out of the car."

Ye Yumo walked out gently and put his hand on Wang Shicong's arm freely.

In terms of etiquette, the leaves and inks are watertight.

"Ah?! Brother Wang! Who is this beauty?"

Not far away, a handsome guy with the same height as Wang Shicong came over. There was also a beautiful woman beside him. She was also wearing an evening dress, but it was emerald green, with long flowing hair and crescent moon earrings.

Wang Shicong shook hands politely and responded to the person with a smile: "This is Miss Ye, I just met."

"Oh, Brother Wang is so lucky. He is accompanied by beautiful women wherever he goes. Miss Ye, nice to meet you."

The other party grabbed the back of Ye Yumo's hand, lowered his head and kissed it politely.

Ye Yumo also responded generously: "Thank you for the compliment."

The courtyard in the villa is quite large, and there is also a swimming pool. The waiter is busy greeting the wealthy family and chatting, but his voice is not loud.

The owner here hasn't come yet, so they eat and drink at will and chat with their familiar friends.

Wang Sicong met an old friend and temporarily left Ye Yumo to strike up a conversation.

Ye Yumo found a place to sit by himself and watched many people wearing swimsuits and having fun in the pool.

No matter how wealthy a family is, it cannot be separated from human nature. Men and women surround each other and express all kinds of weird ambiguities without caring about the eyes of others.

Ye Yumo counted roughly and found that there were more than two hundred people present. What she was looking for was a woman in her forties with a neutral voice.

It's not hard to find. There are several handsome guys who bring women in their forties. Even those over 25 are too old.

The women in the audience are full of youthful vitality and have tight figures.

She noticed that on a white plastic chair opposite the pool twenty meters away from her, a short-haired and energetic woman wearing a swimsuit was talking to a young wealthy man.

Since she was far away and couldn't hear the sound, she took the initiative to go over.

The other party was very wary, perhaps wary of Ye Yumo's actions, so when Ye Yumo passed by, she basically stopped talking. She only responded to the handsome guy's questions with a few symbolic words.

Compared with this person, Ye Yumo's elegance, nobility, sexiness, elegance and a series of other conditions are undoubtedly evident.

If a woman in her forties is compared to Ye Yumo, is there any point in comparing her?

The handsome guy squinted his eyes and scanned Ye Yumo from head to toe: "Beauty, who did you come with?"

"Wang Shi Cong, Mr. Wang."

"Oh...it turns out to be Brother Wang. Why didn't I hear that he knew such a charming girl?"

Ye Yumo smiled slightly: "This gentleman is overly praised. Can I trouble you with something?"

"Of course! If the beauty has a request, I will obey it. Just say it."

"I'm going to chat with this sister alone first. I wonder if the handsome guy can move?"

Dizzy, it turned out that I wanted to get rid of the person. I thought I was swimming with him. The handsome guy was quite bored. He stood up with the wine glass and gave Ye Yumo a calm smile: "Of course, if the beauty has any request, I, Wu Qingshan, will do it." help."

The handsome guy left, but the sitting woman seemed to have no intention of talking to Ye Yumo and was just drinking lemon juice.

Ye Yumo sat down and asked, "Sister, what's your surname?"

"My surname is He. You and I have never met. What's the matter?"

A very neutral voice comes out, which is quite powerful and quite weird, but men should prefer women with this tone of voice. The unusualness is the beauty of the alternative.

"My name is Ye Yumo."

"Oh."

"What kind of business does eldest sister do?"

"What I do is very miscellaneous. I do everything, nothing specific."

The clever answer avoided Ye Yumo's direct confrontation.

"Sister, do you know what commercial espionage does?"