Let her look down on herself?

Zhou Miaoyu gritted his teeth, never.

"No problem, of course no problem. Didn't you just ask Su Yang to design a wedding dress? OK. I'll contact her now."

"Really possible? That's great, Miaoyu, I knew you could do it, so I'm waiting for your good news."

"Haha, OK."

After leaving Wei Qing's house, the smile on Zhou Miaoyu's face disappeared.

When she got into the car, she hit the steering wheel hard.

"Zhou Miaoyu, Zhou Miaoyu, if you can't, just say no, why do you want to make you fat! Damn it!"

She lay depressedly on the steering wheel, and she felt that her life was dark.

I don’t want to lose face in front of Wei Qing. After all, it’s all because of that bastard Shan Feiye!

When he drove back to Zhou's house, Zhou Yanchen was not there when he went out for social events, only Mo Xiran watched TV series on the sofa.

Her mother was spoiled by her father and still maintained a girlish heart.

Moreover, the baby face is not covered. When she goes out with her, she is like a pair of sisters, so her father always keeps a close eye on her mother, for fear that someone will covet it.

"Xiao Guai, you are back." Mo Xiran waved to Zhou Miaoyu happily, "Come and watch TV with me."

"Mommy." Zhou Miaoyu acted coquettishly and held Mo Xiran's arm, "I'll ask you something."

"What's up?"

"Does my dad be very familiar with Aunt Su Yang?"

"Did you say Su Yang, who designed a wedding dress for me?"

"Yes."

"They are not very familiar with each other. Your father knows a friend and is a good friend of Su Yang."

"Then, can you help me find my dad and ask him to ask where Aunt Su Yang is now?"

"What are you looking for Su Yang?" Mo Xiran asked.

Zhou Miaoyu's eyes flashed and he said casually: "I have a customer who wants to find Aunt Su Yang to design a wedding dress."

"That's probably hanging." Mo Xiran shook his head, "Su Yang hasn't designed a wedding dress for people for a long time. Can't you let your customers find others?"

It just doesn't work, it's annoying.

"Mommy, you can ask my dad for me anyway."

"good."

...

‘Feye, will you come? Mom is waiting for you.’

I don’t know how many times I have read the information, but Dan Feiye sneered at the corner of his mouth.

Putting his phone in his pocket, he pushed open the door and got out of the car.

The handsome man leaned on the car and looked at the restaurant gate in front of him with deep eyes.

Hongmen Banquet.

He took out the cigarette box from his pocket, knocked out a cigarette and lit it, and sucked the smoke rings. His face was as handsome as iron.

Today Wei Qing and Xu Dafeng asked him to have a meal together, before the wedding.

I heard that Xu Dafeng’s daughter will come too, what is this?

Family of four?

Do they still expect to be happy?

I don’t know why this restaurant designed such a spiral staircase. Not only did I walk up, it made me dizzy.

But the environment is first-class and romance is everywhere.

Does mother like this?

Shan Feiye thought distractedly, and heard a female voice calling him: "Feye, here."

Within sight, Wei Qing was wearing a white suit, dignified and elegant, with her hair tied behind her head and delicate makeup on her face.

Beside her, Xu Dafeng smiled. The man was a little taller than Wei Qing and was wearing a black suit, which felt very formal.

On the other hand, I had casual pants, white shirt, and too lazy to take care of my hair. I covered my forehead softly, slightly covering my eyes and the color in my eyes.

The thin lips raised upwards, and Shan Feiye walked forward.

"Mom." He called out, and he looked at Xu Dafeng and waited for Wei Qing to introduce him to him.

I have never seen Xu Dafeng before.

"This is your Uncle Xu." Wei Qing said softly, "This is my son, Fei Ye."

"President Shan of the Shan family hotel chain has been long and long." Xu Dafeng finished speaking and paused, realizing that he might have lost his composure.

Wei Qing's face faded, a little embarrassed and angry.

Shan Feiye seemed to smile and took the initiative to extend his hand to Xu Dafeng: "Hello, Uncle Xu."

Courtesy, gentlemanly, gentle and gentle. As long as Shan Feiye thinks about these things, he can do them more sincerely than anyone else.

After regaining some face, Wei Qing's eyes showed a look of satisfaction.

Shan Feiye sneered secretly, feeling that the coldness gradually soaked his heart.

"Sit down."

Waiting for Wei Qing and Xu Dafeng to sit down, Shan Feiye sat down opposite them.

“When will Youyou come?”

"I told her the time and place, this dead girl." Xu Dafeng seemed to be very dissatisfied with his daughter as he spoke.

"Girls would have been slower." Wei Qing said with a smile, "Let's wait a little longer."

"No need to wait for her, let's order food first." Xu Dafeng said, waved to the waiter.

Wei Qing didn't say a word, but there was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.

She didn't really want to wait for Xu Dafeng's daughter, so she didn't insist on refusing Xu Dafeng's request to order food first.

Shan Feiye observed this, observing the mother who gave birth to him.

Suddenly, I felt that she was very strange, very strange.

"Wait."

A low male voice rang out, and Shan Feiye leaned his fingers and gently tapped on the table.

This is his and Zhou Yao’s little habit when thinking, and the source comes from the same man, Zhou Yanchen.

The difference is that Zhou Yao inherited it, and he learned it, and over time, it became a habit.

"Feye." Wei Qing shouted softly, only Shan Feiye could hear that it was a reprimand.

"Huh?" He deliberately pretended not to understand and gently condensed his mother.

Wei Qing looked at Xu Dafeng, "Feye is right, let's wait."

When she said this, her tone was obviously a little colder.

Shan Feiye didn't know if Xu Dafeng was brainless, because he didn't even hear that Wei Qing was unhappy. Instead, he happily held Wei Qing's hand and in front of Shan Feiye.

"A Qing, you are so understanding. It is my blessing to marry you."

Wei Qing's face turned slightly red, she pulled her hand back and whispered: "The child is still there."

"Haha." Xu Dafeng smiled and looked at Shan Feiye.

At that time, Shan Feiye had an impulse, wanting to punch his face, his disgusting face.

After almost 20 minutes, Xu Dafeng's daughter Xu Youyou arrived late.

The girl is in her early 20s and looks like a little gangster.

Shan Feiye looked at her with one hand on her chin, wondering how she got into such a high-end restaurant.

"Youyou! Why do you dress like this?" Xu Dafeng only felt that his face was thrown away.

Xu Youyou was still chewing bubble gum in her mouth, and ignored her father's words.

Standing next to Shan Feiye, she raised her eyebrows: "Give it a minute."

"Youyou!" Xu Dafengqi's eyes widened, "Speak well!"

"Please get up!" Xu Youyou rolled her eyes.

interesting.

Shan Feiye smiled and stood up and gave her aside.
To be continued...