The big brother's wife is actually a rich and powerful young master

Although it was a reception held by Party B's company, it was still very grand. In order to allow the cooperative company to enjoy meticulous hospitality, the location of the reception was specially chosen in an old five-star hotel in the urban area.

Fu Bo prepared more than a dozen sets of clothes for Yan Qing, and finally chose a blue-black casual suit with a silk crescent white shirt and black leather shoes inside.

After Yan Qing changed his clothes, Uncle Fu took out the curling iron to help him fix the loose ends of his hair, and made the messy hair delicate and fluffy in two or three strokes, which made Yan Qing dumbfounded.

"Forbe, you?"

"My next job, I opened a hairdressing and body shop before." Fu Bo said with a smile.

Yan Qing swallowed his praise, is Uncle Fu a Doraemon?How can everything?

But if you think about it carefully, it's not surprising that you can be a housekeeper in Yin's family for more than ten or twenty years and have so many skills.

Yan Qing stopped Fu Bo from putting lip gloss on his lips, hurriedly picked up the coat on the bed, ran downstairs, and slipped into the back seat of the Lexus.

"What's Uncle Fu doing again?" Seeing Yan Qing's flattered expression, Yin Sheng knew what was going on inside.

Yan Qing closed the car door, urged the driver to leave quickly, and sighed quietly: "Fu Bo almost dressed me up as Miracle Nuan Nuan."

Yan Qing rubbed his hands unconsciously, "the rest of his life after the catastrophe" is something to be thankful for.

The vehicle skipped the flashing neon lights and stopped firmly in front of the hotel gate.

The concierge opened the doors on both sides respectively, and intimately led the two to the banquet hall on the third floor.

The entire third floor is the scene of today's reception. At the entrance, there is still the sponsor's company logo——

Lin decoration.

Yan Qing looked at Yin Sheng, and Yin Sheng explained to him in a low voice: "Lin's Decoration is the largest decoration company in the city, and they are responsible for the real estate business under Yin's family, which involves hardcover."

Yan Qing nodded knowingly, no wonder the organizer, Mrs. Lin, took over the whole floor even though there were not many people invited today.

All the real estate tycoons in this city were present, how could they entertain them well if they didn't put on a show of extravagance.

A man in a gray suit hurried up to the two of them. His hair was dyed yellow, which made him stand out in the crowd.

"Yin Sheng! Boss Yin, you are here!" The visitor was very enthusiastic with a smile on his face.

With a faint smile on Yin Sheng's face, he shook hands with the other party: "Brother-in-law, long time no see."

"Isn't it, you are a busy man. I haven't seen you since the day I got married."

Yan Qing looked at the gray suit suspiciously, and Yin Sheng introduced in a timely manner: "Yan Qing, my partner."

"Hello."

Just about to shake hands with Yan Qing in the gray suit, he caught a glimpse of Yin Sheng's sneer, immediately withdrew his hand in a panic, and rubbed his suit pants unpretentiously: "I'll go there for a stroll first, and I'll let you Nephew is coming to see you."

"do your stuff."

Yin Sheng took Yan Qing to sit down in a corner where no one was around, but everyone's eyes followed the two of them.

"The one just now is the general manager of Lin's decoration, and also my cousin's husband."

The waiter brought a tray of drinks, and Yin Sheng took down a glass of orange juice and a glass of red wine and put them on the low table.

Yan Qing nodded, pasted the name of her cousin's husband on the face of the gray suit in her mind, and silently memorized it.

"Uncle..."

A reluctant voice of greeting came from the side, Yan Qing was blocked by Yin Sheng, and couldn't see the voice, so he leaned out and glanced at the frowning person standing beside Yin Sheng.

"Lin Xingyi?"

"Yan Qing!?"

Just as Lin Xing wanted to rush over to hug his unlucky tablemate, Yin Sheng slowly raised his hand to stop him.

"Stand up and call Aunt Biao."

Yin Sheng raised his eyebrows, and Lin Xing's legs went limp in fright: "Uncle, aunt? Aunt!"

Yan Qing wished he could cover his face with his hands and dig the ground with his toes, so as to escape from this embarrassing situation.

Seeing the distinctive yellow hair dyed in the gray suit, he should have thought that that man must be related to Lin Xingyi!

Never expected that he and Lin Xingyi would meet in such a wonderful place.

Lin Xingyi slowly approached Yan Qing, and raised his hands like a defeated army surrendering: "Cousin, this is my tablemate, please save face and don't hit me."

Yin Sheng was noncommittal: "You are actually in No. [-] Middle School?"

"Hehe." Lin Xingyi raised the corner of his mouth in agony, "Before Yan Qing came, I was still number one in my age group."

Yan Qing was a little curious, and approached Yin Sheng and asked him, "Why is Lin Xingyi so afraid of you?"

Yin Sheng folded his arms around his chest and stared at Lin Xingyi with an unfriendly expression, his legs almost went limp, before he slowly told the story of the past: "Lin Xing didn't like reading when he was young, so his parents threw him away. Give it to me, I didn't do anything, just let him not finish the five papers and not sleep."

Lin Xingyi had a strange expression on his face.

Yan Qing glanced at his unlucky tablemate, blinked and mouthed to Lin Xingyi: "Won't you sleep all night?"

Feelings are for Lin Xingyi to do the papers.

This guy even made up stories to scare him. Fortunately, Yin Sheng explained in time to avoid a misunderstanding.

In order to avoid Yan Qing's questioning eyes, Lin Xingyi raised the orange juice in his hand and poured it down his throat.

Seeing them sitting together, many people took the opportunity of talking to Lin Xingyi to come forward to say hello to Yin Sheng. Yan Qing laughed so hard that his mouth almost froze, so he took the opportunity to go to the bathroom with Lin Xingyi and hide for a while. Dodge social process.

"My God, how did you become my aunt?!" Lin Xingyi grabbed Yan Qing's sleeve, his face full of shock.

"It's a long story, anyway, you'd better call me Yan Qing." Yan Qing sighed, it's already very difficult to attend the reception, just standing and smiling, and Yin Sheng has come here since he was a child.

Lin Xingyi stood at the door of the bathroom, rubbing his nose uncomfortably: "Don't take what I said to my uncle earlier, don't take it seriously, you must never tell him."

Yan Qing nodded and teased Lin Xingyi with a smile: "Yin Sheng is a very nice person, what are you afraid of?"

Lin Xingyi glared at Yan Qing with the expression "I think you took the wrong medicine" on his face, the two looked at each other and smiled, and stood by the corridor ready to go in.

The breeze on the corridor blocked the hustle and bustle of the room, Yan Qing had just stepped out of one foot when he heard someone whispering on the other side of the corridor——

"That young master of the Yan family, who is submissive, how can he be worthy of Mr. Yin?"

"Oh, I've been hugging you wrong for 18 years, so I'm sure it's not as good as those of us high-class people."

"Boss Yin didn't hold a wedding either, presumably he didn't pay much attention to him."

Lin Xing stepped over Yan Qing's side and walked towards him angrily: "What nonsense are they talking about?!"

"Hey, calm down." Yan Qing grabbed Lin Xingyi's arm and walked into the hall without raising his head.

Lin Xing was furious and yelled that he wanted to ask his father to drive out the gossipers, so Yan Qing had no choice but to persuade him: "If you drive them out, it won't make them feel bad, and it will also make Uncle Lin If your reputation is damaged, just ignore them."

"Then let you be scolded." Lin Xingyi was still indignant.

Yan Qing pursed her lips and smiled: "Whether I am worthy of Yin Sheng or not is a matter between the two of us, and it has nothing to do with others."

Faced with Lin Xingyi's complex expression, Yan Qing looked even more calm and calm: "There is a Buddha in their hearts, and everything they see is a Buddha. They only have the "rich wife" in their hearts, and I don't want to be with them .”

"Then what do you think?"

Yan Qing smiled confidently: "I think when someone mentions Yin Sheng in the future, he can be called my partner."

Lin Xing stretched out his hand tremblingly, pointed behind Yan Qing, and said tremblingly, "Yan Qing, my cousin."

It turned out that the sentence just now was actually asked by Yin Sheng!

Yan Qing turned around abruptly and almost fell on Yin Sheng's body, but fortunately Yin Sheng grabbed his waistline.

Yin Sheng's words were deep but powerful: "Mr. Yan, can I dance with your husband?"

Yan Qing raised his head and found that Yin Sheng had a smile in his eyes. He quickly stabilized his body and put his hand on Yin Sheng's palm: "I'm so happy."

At this reception, many people came to meet the legendary "Mrs. Yin".

After all, according to the information given by Yan's family, this poor kid who grew up in the old town didn't know etiquette and communication skills, but he was lucky enough to become Yin Sheng's partner.

But when the music started, Yan Qing raised his head and Yin Sheng looked at each other, dancing briskly and leisurely, all the guests stopped gossiping about Yan Qing.

The young man has never been to such a gorgeous reception, nor has he become the focus of everyone's attention, but when he first appeared on the stage, with his high-spirited posture and decent smile, he calmed down all those who wanted to see his jokes.

"Xingyi, look at your aunt, learn more from others!" Father Lin beat his son with hatred.

Lin Xingyi couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes, and turned his head to retort loudly: "He is No.1 in our class, okay?! Of course, his learning ability is a little bit better than mine."

Everyone knows that the young master of Lin's decoration has excellent grades, and can be admitted to No. [-] Middle School of the city without relying on his father, but they did not expect that Yan Qing's grades were actually higher than Lin Xingyi's.

All of a sudden, everyone praised, as expected of the Yin family, finding a same-sex partner must be the best among their peers.

After the dance, Yan Qing blushed and exchanged closing salutes with Yin Sheng.

"It's a great dance." Yin Sheng praised Yan Qing without hesitation.

Yan Qing walked in front of him, turned around and smiled modestly: "You taught me well."

A few days ago, he had trampled Yin Sheng so much that Uncle Fu almost called the family doctor Xue Youshan, but it was Yin Sheng who suggested to continue practicing, and Yan Qing persisted.

Yin Sheng hooked Yan Qing's hand, put it on his wrist, and looked at him sideways: "Now, do you think ballroom dancing is very simple?"

Yan Qing patted Yin Sheng's arm with his hands, and pursed his lips together in a tangled manner: "It's still very difficult, much more difficult than high math problems."

After leading the dance, the reception turned into a dance party. The guests danced on the red carpet. After Yin Sheng greeted several bosses of the companies he had worked with, he took Yan Qing to prepare to leave.

But when he reached the door, Yin Sheng stopped suddenly: "You, won't you tell my nephew?"

Yan Qing was slightly startled, tilted his head, and said without hesitation: "What are you talking about? I didn't bring Lin Xingyi here. I must be going with you."

The boy's simple and straight ball can always hit Yin Sheng's seemingly aging heart. He smiled happily, took away the concierge job, and helped Yan Qing open the door with his own hands.

"Crack."

As soon as the two got into the car, before closing the door, they heard the sound of the camera.

"Driver, drive." Yin Sheng, who was still in the spring breeze just now, immediately turned into an iron-faced Buddha, and told the driver in a cold voice.

As soon as Yan Qing was distracted, there was a man wearing a khaki peaked cap lying on the side of the car window before he had time to close it, and the flashing light immediately pierced his eyes.

Yin Sheng blocked the car window and said angrily, "Call the security guard."