Mrs. Erye is acting like a demon again

Chapter 132 "Long Time..." Not Seen

Zhu Ran's mind is like a thunderbolt, how could it be like this...

He is obviously an international student working to earn money, and he even has a scientific research lawsuit on his back...

Why did he suddenly become the young master of the Song family...

How much wealth did she lose back then?" Thinking about it, she felt restless.

If she was able to take him down then, she will be able to take him down now.

Zhu Ran threw the hair in front of her shoulders behind her, with eight standard teeth showing at the corners of her mouth, she twisted her body and walked towards Song Zian.

Song Zian seemed to have noticed her, with sarcasm in his eyes, money can really change a person's attitude.

"Brother?" Song Zirou felt a little worried about Song Zian when he saw Zhu Ran walking towards them.

Although Song Zian kept silent about Zhu Ran these years, he didn't have a woman by his side.

"Go in!" Song Zian bent his arms and felt warm, then walked forward.

"Zian... It's been a long time..." No see.

Before Zhu Ran finished speaking, the man in front of her had already walked behind him without giving her a look.

Facing the reporters present, she didn't want others to notice her embarrassment, so she simply took a few steps forward, and finally stood in front of Lin Junyi.

"Miss Lin, you are very beautiful tonight." Zhu Ran leaned half sideways to Ning Ye.

Ning Ye felt uncomfortable smelling the perfume on his body, frowned and took a step back.

"Thank you, you're doing well tonight!" Seeing Lu Yifeng also coming this way, he put his arm on Ning Ye and said, "Let's go in first, Miss Zhu, let's go in earlier, the car behind is coming soon."

It was the first time Lu Yifeng saw Lin Junyi dressed so formally. The goose-yellow dress made the already white and glowing skin look like an egg with its shell peeled off. The light makeup on the face was slightly modified, which was cute and youthful.

It's his ideal type.

Every step Lu Yifeng took forward imprinted Lin Junyi's appearance an inch deeper in his heart, and the amazement in his eyes was undisguised.

It would be great if the person standing beside her was herself.

In the past, the person beside her was herself, but... she lost her.

Lu Yifeng thought about it and then fixed his eyes and saw that Lin Junyi had already walked behind him. He stared at her back closely, and refused to leave his eyes for a long time.

"Like her?" Zhu Ran tilted her head and asked, like a thief spying on his privacy.

Lu Yifeng's face darkened immediately, and his voice was cold and without a trace of warmth: "Since you are begging to be my dance partner, be honest, don't say what you shouldn't say, don't worry about what you shouldn't care about!"

"Lu Yifeng is outside, can you show me some face!" Zhu Ran lowered her head and whispered.

"Who are you? What face do you want for an identity that you traded your body for?" Lu Yifeng raised his eyebrows and walked straight into the auditorium.

Zhu Ran followed behind and tried to keep smiling, but Lu Yifeng walked too fast, she had to trot, her skirt was tight so her walking posture was ugly.

The venue is divided into two areas, one is the awarding area, and the other is the dance area to attract contacts.

Lin Junyi first came to the awards area to find her own seat, and looked sideways, Zhu Ran's seat.

Song Zirou found a corner in the back row, took out her mobile phone, took a photo and sent it to Fu Qing: "I'm here, don't worry!"

"Brother, why is it that my sister-in-law is more nervous about accepting the award than myself!" Song Zian asked with his phone back.

"Don't worry, I heard from Xiao Song that she is very good, this time, it should be fine!" Ning Ye comforted her nervous hand on her leg.

Song Zirou gently patted Song Zian who was sleeping, and said dissatisfied, "Is it because I asked you to sleep? Later we will shout hard, cheer for sister-in-law!"

"I'm warning you, don't call me the wrong name, or..." Song Zirou slapped her hands viciously.

"I wish..." Song Zian yelled a word in a low voice. Seeing Song Zirou's angry expression, he smiled smugly when he achieved his goal, and rubbed her hair.

(End of this chapter)