On the wedding day, the fake daughter remarried the world’s richest man

The perfect figure of the man in front of the full-length mirror in the early morning slowly appeared in front of her eyes again.

With such a good figure, his skills are definitely not bad...

No, no, Bai Wan, what are you thinking about?

How could you think of such a thing in front of other people? It’s so embarrassing!

Bai Wan blushed quietly, not daring to look at Li Jing'an anymore, and changed the subject in a subtle way: "Why are you here? Have you had dinner?"

"I came to pick you up. I haven't eaten yet."

There was a small smile brewing in the man's eyes, and his attitude of seeing through things without telling them made Bai Wan even more uncomfortable.

After calming down her mind, Bai Wan teased hard: "Then I'll treat you to a meal. Make sure you eat soft rice and don't let others misunderstand you."

Li Jing'an didn't argue with her and said smoothly, "Okay, since Madam wants to invite you to dinner, I will decide the place. How about that?"

"no problem."

Although the word "ma'am" makes people's ears burn, but since he is inviting someone to dinner, it is natural that he should make the decision.

Citron Waterside Private Restaurant is a newly opened restaurant in Yunshi. It has an overall new Chinese style and a beautiful pavilion and loft environment.

It was dinner time, and there was a row of luxury cars parked at the door.

This is a place where only the truly wealthy can spend money.

The restaurant business is so booming that even if some respectable people come to eat, they have to queue up and wait for a seat.

Bai Wan couldn't help but feel a little sad when she saw the luxuriously decorated restaurant.

Although she is the eldest lady of the Bai family, she has never been to this place because she doesn't like extravagance and waste.

I don’t know if my wallet can hold it?

But even though he was here, it was hard to disappoint Li Jing'an.

Bai Wan gritted her teeth and was about to take the man over to line up.

There was a burst of ridicule from behind: "Oh, who did I think it was? It turned out to be a pheasant that flew into the Bai family's golden nest."

These words were so targeted that Bai Wan knew he was talking about her without turning around, and her face darkened for a moment.

She didn't want to talk to him and wanted to take Li Jing'an away.

But the person who spoke directly got involved and continued to sarcastically say: "It's so shameless. You have taken someone else's identity and you have the nerve to spend other people's money to treat the pretty boy to dinner..."

Before she finished speaking, Qiu Xiaoxiao looked at the man beside Bai Wan, with a flash of surprise in her eyes.

Even the harsh sarcasm at the corner of his mouth has subsided a bit.

Damn it, why is Bai Wan surrounded by such high-quality men?

It's just a pity...

So what if he's handsome?

It's not like driving a broken car worth more than 100,000 yuan.

Only Bai Wan would like this kind of man who has nothing but appearances.

Qiu Xiaoxiao quickly came to her senses and said in a bitter and sarcastic tone: "Bai Wan, even if you were abandoned by Mr. Li, there is no need to find a substitute who is somewhat similar to him, right?"

Bai Wan twitched the corner of her mouth and said rudely: "Are you blind?"

How does Li Jing'an look like Li Shaoting?

And he should be like a nephew and an uncle!

Taking the initiative to put her arms around Li Jing'an's shoulders, Bai Wan pressed close to the man's shoulders and said proudly: "My husband is so handsome and handsome that he is just a few blocks away from Li Shaoting. How could he be a substitute? Some people's fiancés are old. It’s so ugly that you’re too embarrassed to take it out, so that’s why you need to find a substitute, right?”

Qiu Xiaoxiao's expression suddenly changed.

Her family just got her engaged, isn't her fiancé just old and ugly?

"You little bitch, how dare you mock me!"

Being laughed at in public, Qiu Xiaoxiao couldn't hold back her face, so she raised her hand to greet Bai Wan in the face.

But before the hand waving in mid-air could reach Bai Wan, the man grabbed it with such force that it almost broke her arm.

Qiu Xiaoxiao couldn't pull her hand back and moaned in pain.

"Ah, it hurts... let go, you poor guy, do you know who I am?"

"I'm not interested in knowing." Li Jing'an threw her away and said coldly with cold eyes, "I don't have any rules against hitting women. If I can't control your hands next time, don't do it." Keep it.”

Facing the man's sharp, cold, murderous eyes, Qiu Xiaoxiao felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar...