Matriarch is Pretty and Cool

Qi Yue is now Bai Chuwei's stubborn fan, in her heart the goddess of medicine is the most powerful!

The surrounding guests nodded frequently. Miss Qi Jia said this very well. If this were replaced by another old man, she would have passed out with anger.

Mr. Duan is okay. It seems that the cancer is cured. This genius doctor has two brushes!

"You really deserve to be a master of traditional Chinese medicine, Lao Liu, Lao Liu, can I register with you? The consultation fee will be with you."

Another middle-aged man was even more excited: "Lao Liu, can you cure any disease? Can congenital heart disease be cured?"

"Lao Liu, look at me! I am also sick..."

Lao Liu stood with his hand and smiled arrogantly: "The old man dare not take credit. These are all the medical skills taught by the old man's father. If it is not passed on by the father, Mr. Duan's cancer will not get better."

Old man Duan was supported upstairs. Duan Xiuqi looked at Tong Yunrou who was a little expectant, pursed his lips and said, "Dad, I will help you go up and rest for a while."

Tong Yunrou's smile stiffened for an instant, her expression a little embarrassing.

People in Haicheng like to dance, and usually there will be people dancing on the dance floor at the beginning of the banquet.

The fourth master of the Duan family doesn't even have a female companion, and he is low-key, and Duan Xiuqi is the actor in the entertainment industry, usually him.

But he... would rather help the old man go upstairs to rest than dance with her.

Tong Yunrou smiled hard: "Old sir, I will help you upstairs with Xiu Qi."

Old man Duan was so angry that Xu Xingchen could only nod his head at will, and several people slowly walked upstairs.

Suddenly, Duan Xiuqi glanced back, his eyes slightly complicated.

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In the corner, Bai Chuwei flicked the chubby **** of the snowball with her hand, put away the handheld computer, and whispered: "We are going to go home."

The main purpose of coming to the banquet today has been achieved, so she can leave.

It's a pity that Duan Xiuqi didn't step on the banana peel that was thrown out just now.

Xueqiu squeaked in grief and angrily when he heard this, and instantly rushed to a fried chicken leg, his four small paws stubbornly grasped, and mournfully shouted: "My ancestors have no conscience, hire child labor to work, and you have to do it. Go, I haven't had enough time. ’

It didn't take long for this banquet to begin, but it came with the idea of ​​eating until the end of the banquet.

Bai Chuwei snorted, her voice disgusting: "Are you still a child laborer? Normal hamsters can only live to two years old. You have been with me for 20 years, and you have long been a yellowish rat!"

The snowball screamed, holding the fried chicken legs madly, reluctant to leave.

‘Is the ancestor afraid of Duan Xiuqi? ’

Bai Chuwei almost exploded: "I'm afraid of him? He counts as a fart! The ancestor shot him to death!"

Bai Chuwei knew that this was Snowball's botched tactics, but congratulations on it, she won't leave! Can Duan Xiuqi see her? No one in the audience saw her!

She is not afraid of Duan Xiuqi, but Duan Xiuqi has been obsessed with her for twenty years, which is likely to disrupt her systematic missions of the plot.

Snowball patted the fried chicken legs on the side, again Amway: ‘Old ancestor, you can eat something, it’s really good! ’

Bai Chuwei saw that its mouth was full of golden crumbs when he ate it, and suddenly he thought of tasting it. He stretched out his hand and picked up one-chewing.

In the banquet hall, the extremely handsome Duan Xingye in a red suit condensed his complicated mood, smiled and said to Duan Feihan: "Sister, I know you don't dance, I will invite Weiwei to dance."

I just didn't find anyone and didn't know where it was.

Duan Feihan's eyes were slightly cold, his slender fingers arranged the cufflinks of the black suit, and said faintly: "Stand honestly, nothing to do with you."

The man strode towards a corner...