After being bound to the Shenhao system, the fake daughter has a billionaire's worth

After three meals, Sheng Yan was a little full.

Lie on a chair and rub your belly.

It's okay if I don't rub it, but my stomach starts to hurt when I rub it.

The bathroom in the private room was occupied by Xie Yang, and he couldn't get out for a while. Sheng Yan couldn't hold it in any longer, so she had to run outside the private room to use the bathroom.

Halfway up the stairs, there was a little noise from next door.

"Yuan Yuan, I'm here and I'm going to the toilet. Did you come last time?"

The voice was a little rough.

If it weren't for the women's bathroom, Sheng Yan would have suspected that there was a man next door.

"Don't mention it. I dumped him. He's trying to be nice to others in front of me. Even if I don't peel off his skin, even if I'm worthy of him, I still want to buy him a house."

When this was mentioned, the woman became very angry and raised the volume a bit, which sounded familiar.

"Don't worry, I'm very kind to people, and I will never let you get hurt. Besides, my husband will be back in a few days, so just let him stay with me for two days."

The woman's voice softened, with a bit of a sharp smile, which caused goosebumps to rise on Sheng Yan's arms.

"Box 305, right? Come right away."

After saying this, the sound of flushing water sounded.

The sound of high-heeled shoes "ta-ta-ta-ta" came from near to far as I left the bathroom.

Sheng Yan then walked out of the bathroom and took a look at herself in the mirror while washing her hands in the sink.

I've had enough sleep in the past two days, and my skin tone is much healthier. Although there are many freckles, they are not as resistant as when I first saw them.

Except for the pimple the size of a mung bean on her chin, Sheng Yan was dissatisfied.

In other places, Sheng Yan can accept it.

Dry your hands after washing.

Sheng Yan took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Pei Xingxu, asking him if he was free tomorrow and taking him to do something.

"Ding Dong"

After sending the message, a clear ringtone came from behind.

Sheng Yan didn't pay attention, put away her phone and walked to the box.

When passing by other boxes, my eyes unconsciously looked at the number on the door.

302, 303, 304.

Sheng Yan is a very curious person.

The woman's voice was familiar and she mentioned the word "buying a house". Sheng Yan suspected that she was the middle-aged lady she met at the sales center.

Can't help but want to confirm.

Just walked to 305.

The door of 305's private room was ajar, with a small crack open.

Sheng Yan slowed down and glanced out of the corner of his eye.

In front of the big round table, there were a group of people sitting, both men and women.

The woman is older and wears gold and silver.

The man has thin skin and tender flesh, and a flattering smile.

Sometimes they clink glasses, sometimes they lower their eyes and whisper.

Matching two by two, you can get the best of both worlds.

They are as close as a couple, but at the same time maintain a proper distance.

There are still two people left, and Sheng Yan can see everything.

She stretched her neck and looked in from an angle.

"What are you looking at?"

He was looking so hard that he didn't notice that there was another person beside him, when her voice sounded.

Sheng Yan stiffened.

Turn your head slowly and look at the source of the sound.

A lady carrying a Hermès frosted crocodile skin Birkin bag appeared in front of Sheng Yan.

She has a majestic appearance and a graceful figure. She is wearing a navy blue dress, looking calm yet elegant.

When his eyes touched Sheng Yan's face, his eyelids twitched, and a trace of disgust overflowed from his eyes: "It's you."

"It's me, Aunt Lin."

Sheng Yan stood up straight and twitched the corners of her mouth.

The noble lady in front of her is Shen Meirong, the mother of her fake daughter's fiancé.

Shen Meirong looked angry and frowned: "What are you doing here?"

"I'm eating here."

Sheng Yan smiled and pointed at box 305: "Aunt Lin, what game did you organize?"

Shen Meirong responded coldly: "Private box, you can leave."

"Oh, then I'm leaving."

Sheng Yan didn't want to get involved with Shen Meirong, so she rolled her eyes and turned away.

Halfway through, he suddenly turned around and said, "Aunt Lin, have fun."

...

...

In box 305.

Aunt Lin was not happy at all.

Looking at Yuan Yuan's slumped face.

She hurriedly stepped forward and apologized: "Mr. Yuan, you are worrying too much. How could there be someone else for my brother?"

Pei Xingxu is her son, but she lies to the public that he is her younger brother.

"What? You mean I lied?"

Zhang Qiongfang was unhappy when she heard this and spoke to Shen Meirong with wide eyes.

Shen Meirong walked to Zhang Qiongfang again and poured her a cup of tea: "Mr. Zhang, what are you talking about? I'm not in a hurry. I'm afraid that Mr. Yuan will misunderstand. I'll slap you."

Then he hit himself twice in the mouth.

Zhang Qiongfang looked proud, picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.

Everyone in the box was invited out by Shen Meirong.

Only Yuan Yuan, Zhang Qiongfang and Pei Xingxu are left.

Zhang Qiongfang is Yuan Yuan's best friend and was specially invited to attend today's dinner.

Her husband is the CEO of Xinglong Group.

A project that the Lin family is competing for is related to Xinglong Group.

Shen Meirong wanted to use this dinner to establish a relationship with Zhang Qiongfang.

Unexpectedly, she met Pei Xingxu and told him that he had another rich girlfriend who was cheating on Yuan Yuan.

When Yuan Yuan heard this, she immediately became angry.

Pei Xingxu followed her for a month, although he had no feelings.

But if he dares to find another woman behind his back, isn't that just giving him a hat to wear?

That’s okay!

"Xingxu, tell me, what's going on?"

When talking to her son, Shen Meirong's voice became louder.

Pei Xingxu sat next to Yuan Yuan, with a red slap mark on his cheek, which was slapped by Yuan Yuan just now.

Pei Xingxu was already used to Yuan Yuan, a woman who was rich and powerful, violent, and always hit or scolded those around her.

He stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and said calmly: "I don't have any little girlfriend, that's my friend."

"Mr. Yuan, look, let's just say it's a misunderstanding and we're just friends."

Shen Meirong squeezed in between Yuan Yuan and Pei Xingxu with a smile on her face. She held hot tea in her hand and raised her glass to pay tribute to Yuan Yuan.

Yuan Yuan pushed Shen Meirong away.

He leaned forward and reached out to grab Pei Xingxu's chin.

Turn his face over and face yourself: "What kind of friend can buy you a 500 million mansion?"

Pei Xingxu lowered his eyes and avoided Yuan Yuan's gaze.

What friend? He doesn't know either.

normal friend? The same subordination as other women?

It seems so, but it seems not.

All I know is that she is willing to spend money on herself, but she is unwilling to have anything to do with him.

Pei Xingxu couldn't answer.

Yuan Yuan narrowed her eyes and snorted coldly, then opened Pei Xingxu's chin, and scratched his chin with the exquisite nails she had just made, and a trace of blood floated on his chin.

Yuan Yuan crossed her legs, lit a cigarette and put it in her mouth: "If you don't want to say it, don't say it. Since his friend is so rich and can afford a 500 million mansion, he shouldn't care about such a small favor from me."

This was meant for Shen Meirong.

"Mr. Yuan, that's not what I meant."

Shen Meirong waved her hands anxiously.

He reached out and pinched Pei Xingxu, lowered his head, and threatened in his ear: "You said you would listen to me."

Pei Xingxu's Adam's apple rolled.

If it were normal, he would have a hundred reasons to liberate himself.

But I don’t know what’s wrong today. My mind is very confused. I can’t say anything I want to say.

It seemed like there was something stuck in my heart.

His deep eyes dimmed, and inexplicably the look in Sheng Yan's eyes as she watched him enter the elevator yesterday came to mind.

Pure, charming and naive, with a bit of a little girl's agility, very gentle.

He couldn't help but think about it again and again.

"Forget it, Yuan Yuan, if others climb to a higher golden branch, they will naturally not care about us."

Zhang Qiongfang took Yuan Yuan's arm and held her Hermès Diamond Buckle Himalaya Birkin bag for her: "Let's go to the next show."

"Mr. Yuan, Mr. Zhang."

Shen Meirong hurriedly stopped in front, looking flustered and uneasy.

When she went out today, she made a guarantee with Lin Jianan that she would definitely get to know Xinglong Group and show it to him.

She has no identity or status. If she is not valuable, she will definitely not be able to keep her precarious position as Mrs. Lin of a wealthy family.

"Pei Xingxu, come here and apologize to Mr. Yuan and Mr. Zhang."

Shen Meirong made a promise to Pei Xing.

Pei Xingxu stood up and walked to the position side by side with Shen Meirong.

Shen Meirong pushed him to Yuan Yuan's side.

Pei Xingxu could only raise his eyelids, looked at Yuan Yuan with burning eyes, and said in a gentle voice: "Mr. Yuan, that is really my friend. If you don't like it, I will cut off contact with her. As for the mansion and so on, , it’s not important, Mr. Yuan is happy, that’s the most important thing.”

Shen Meirong breathed a long sigh of relief.

Yuan Yuan raised her eyebrows, picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip of wine.

No words were spoken.

Zhang Qiongfang stood next to Yuan Yuan and looked at Pei Xingxu from close range. That face with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes was indeed touching.

It would be nice if I could let her touch it...

An evil thought occurred in Zhang Qiongfang's mind.

She bumped Yuan Yuan with her shoulder: "Yuan Yuan, everyone has said so, why not just let it go this time."

"Oh, is it so?"

Yuan Yuan turned her head and looked at Zhang Qiongfang.

Best friends for many years, she can see through what the other person is thinking at a glance.

With a tacit look in their eyes, both of them smiled.

Following her words: "Since you have pleaded for him, I won't change him tonight."

With that said, Yuan Yuan lit up another cigarette.

Take a deep breath and exhale the light smoke.

He looked at Pei Xingxu playfully.

Like looking at meat on a cutting board.