Chapter 55 Gathering of Heroes

He Qian sat on the plane to S city in a depressed mood. Her affair with Ouyang Feibai flew all over the sky. Her face was still injured and her bare feet were not so neat. The file was almost filled with the big seal of criminal punishment. In the past week, she has directly reduced from an urban white-collar beauty to a female stream of red apricot. Hooligan, how can she be embarrassed if Ye Chen's family knows about her?

She really wants to die. Looking at the midsummer night next to her wearing a big red cheongsam green scarf, she wants to jump off the plane.

"Xia, don't pounce. You accompanied me to the birthday banquet of the founder of the Ye family, not to shoot a zombie film. Hurry up and wash it."

Midsummer night glanced at her and began to wipe her lipstick: "Wow, there must be a lot of diamond king five-level young handsome men at the banquet. I will be eye-catching. Oh, oh, I'm so excited."

He Qian looked at her in horror and twitched the corners of his mouth.

Ye Chen arranged a special car to pick up He Qian. He was so busy that even the chance of breathing was reduced by one-third than usual.

The venue was held in Qianshan Garden of Yejia's villa. He Qian drove for 40 minutes and entered the villa area, with an expanseless lawn and all kinds of precious flowers and trees. They took a car for more than 20 minutes to see the European castle-style building on the hillside.

Midsummer night's eyes shine: "Driver, are these lawns, hills and castles all Mr. Ye's?"

The driver smiled faintly and replied respectfully, "Yes, miss."

"Wow, it's more beautiful than French President Putin's White House."

The corners of the driver's mouth twitched imperceptiblely.

He Qian quickly stopped Midsummer Night from continuing to talk about international issues. She is a political and historical idiot.

He Qian is very busy and has no time to pay attention to her. As long as she attends the birthday banquet, comes gently and quietly, and doesn't disturb anyone. She has no face to see Ye Chen's family after so many adultery cases in the past week.

The people in the venue are dressed more than the big stars walking on the Hollywood red carpet. In contrast, He Qian is a country teacher in the 1990s, and the midsummer night is like a copycat singer in the old Shanghai in the 1960s. They can't do so without attracting attention.

He Qian took the midsummer night and hid in the corner of the door and said, "Xia, we are parting ways here. Who asked who you came with? You won't betray me. Can you do it?"

Midsummer night said, "Yes!"

He Qian said, "Swear!"

Midsummer night said, "I swear by my personality!"

He Qian shook his head: "Your personality is too unreliable. Change it!"

Midsummer night said cruelly, "I swear, if I dare to reveal half a sentence, I will never get a handsome man."

He Qian nodded. A handsome man is more important than his life on a midsummer night. This is okay.

After the two separated, He Qian asked for a glass of juice and hid at the table behind a dripping Guanyin more than one person high to watch the changes in the venue.

The people in the venue are the general manager, the young master, the wife, and the waiters seem to serve the masters in an orderly manner, but in fact, they are busy to death in private.

With a burst of laughter, four handsome and eye-catching sons came in from the door. The four people were nothing else, facing Rong Ruo, Mo Hua, Chen Bai and Liu Sheng, a new generation of young talents. He Qian quickly shrank back. Alas, trouble, she is not used to this kind of occasion. Why did Ye Chen have to Let her come!

He Qian picked up the cup and found that the juice had been drunk. She was about to get another cup, and her action was suddenly fixed. She saw Ouyang Feibai wearing an elegant gray suit and Shi Ran came in, so handsome that she immediately aroused the unmarried women in the field.

The cup in He Qian's hand almost fell to the ground. Why did he come? It's not here to stir up the situation. She remembered Ouyang Feibai's confession in front of the national audience, and her heart sank little by little. No one could stop what Ouyang Feibai wanted to do.

He Qian withdrew his seat again and demonstrated over and over again that he should jump out of the window for a walk, but there was a huge ceramic bottle in the middle of the window. Just opening the window alone would have noticed that he could sneak away when there was no one at the door, but Ouyang Feibai stood at the door and chatted with a girl eagerly. From time to time, I looked into the venue, as if I were looking for someone else.

Midsummer night finally hit the handsome man he liked, and then in order to show that he had connotation, he insisted on the international situation.

"President Ben of Iraq. Bin Laden's courage is really admirable, especially when he is dealing with..."

Unfortunately, the handsome man who was targeted by the midsummer night was Rong Ruorong. He Qian secretly applauded, retribution, retribution, and let you show me your face in the future!

Chen Bai ate everywhere with plates, just like an African refugee who hasn't eaten for ten days and a half months. He Qian is speechless. That's the myth of the food industry. It's so delicious!

Mohua and Liu Sheng sat by the pool talking about something.

He Qian silently looked at the figure of the venue and cooed with hunger. As soon as he wanted to walk out, he heard a burst of restlessness. People looked at the door one after another. A beautiful girl in a white gauze skirt appeared at the door. Her long black hair hung on her shoulders like a waterfall, like a noble princess. Why does she look familiar with this face, but she just can't remember where she has seen it.

There was an elegant and sexy mature woman standing next to the princess. He Qian felt familiar and thought about it hard and suddenly found that she was the woman He Qian met with Ye Chen in the fifth coffee room.

The princess was indeed extremely popular. There was an endless stream of greetings, handing business cards and shaking hands all the way. She walked to Rong Ruo and smiled very sweetly: "Brother Rong."

He Qian got goosebumps, and the bones seemed to run through the thick sulfuric acid, which was crisp and soft. When a woman heard it, she felt even more than a man.

Rong Ruo didn't look well. I guess he was tortured by midsummer night. He said casually, "Mr. Yi."

The princess's face was a little pale, and her eyes were full of moisture in an instant, but she still pulled out a smile with difficulty: "Brother Rong just call me Yixi." I don't know how many men are heartbroken and pitied by such a forced smile.

Midsummer night's eyes are full of flames of battle. With He Qian's understanding of her, she will explode in five seconds.

Everyone here can be offended. He Qian felt that he should stop Midsummer Night. He Qian stood up but didn't wait for her to take action. Rong Ruo held Midsummer Night in his arms and said to Yixi, "Sorry, my girlfriend is a little tired. Excuse me." Then he walked upstairs with a midsummer night that was knocked unconscious by a handsome man.

He Qian is stupid, what's going on?

It doesn't matter. The most important thing is that Liu Sheng just looked in her direction. He Qian quickly withdrew to his seat. Did he see it? Will he grab her and hand it over to Ye Chen?

However, Liu Sheng continued to talk to Mo Hua as if he hadn't seen anything. He Qian hid for a while before he calmed down. Liu Sheng should not have seen her.

There are especially many young women in the venue today. He Qian learned from their words that it is said that Mr. Ye, the founder of the Ye family, wants to choose a daughter-in-law for his grandson. Ye Chen is 27 years old, but he has never even had a girlfriend. There are rumors that he may be gay, and some people say that it is an obstacle in that regard.

He Qian looked up at the sky. What kind of dysfunction is Ye Chen? How can it be that he is so strong? If he is, the whole world will not have a sound sexual function.

Alas? Choosing a granddaughter-in-law, isn't Mr. Ye Chen's grandson? Is Ye Chen going to choose his fiancee? HE QIANG'S HEART IS BOUNDING. HE ASKED HER TO COME TO TELL HER THEIR GAME-OVER WITH ACTION. IT'S really DAMAGED, BUT IT'S IN LINE WITH HIS COLD STYLE.

In a happy and festive atmosphere, Ye Zhongzheng, the founder of Ye Group, finally appeared. The old man's face was red, not like an 80-year-old turtle-collar man at all. His eyes were like black gems, sharp and shining. It could be seen that the old man must be a beautiful man when he was young, and Ye Chen's eyes were very similar to him.

The 50-year-old man standing next to the old man should be Ye Chen's father. Ye Chen's coldness is different. Ye Zhentian has more elegant and gentle temperament. Ye Chen's mother is dignified and gentle, and well raised very well. Nearly 50 years old looks only 40 years old.

Ye Chen stood next to Ye Zhentian, restrained and cold, and his momentum was not inferior. Ye Chen's eyes swept the whole audience, as if he were looking for someone. The driver had notified him of the news of He Qian, so he could be sure that she was coming, but where was she?

Ye Zhongzheng said a few words of thanks, emphasizing that everyone must eat well, drink and have fun, especially young people. His words vaguely revealed the meaning of choosing a granddaughter-in-law, and every single woman present blushed with excitement.

At the beginning of the birthday banquet, the guests entered the table one after another. He Qian hesitated which seat to enter. If he was singled, he would definitely be found.

was about to get up when someone patted him on the back: "Alas? Why are you here? Go to the kitchen to help. I'm so busy!"

The person who patted He Qian on the shoulder was a logistics service leader. Obviously, she regarded He Qian as a waiter. No wonder, the waiter dressed better than her.

He Qian was sent into the kitchen, busy peeling potatoes, washing vegetables, and delivering vegetables to the table. Looking at a plate of delicious food, her stomach was protesting, but she couldn't take a bite.

The old man sat in the main position of the main dining table, next to his son and daughter-in-law. Ye Chen sat on the right side of Ye's father. Ye Chen had an empty seat on the right side. Sitting across the empty seat was the beautiful princess Yixi.

Yisi has been trying to talk to Ye Chen, but Ye Chen is a little absent-minded.

In the middle of the journey, He Qian was arranged to be served on the main table. She deliberately buried her head very low. Ye Chen obviously paused and stared at her quietly.

He Qian seemed to feel that there were two lasers shooting on his face. It was hot. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly found that the corners of his clothes were pulled by Ye Chen's hand. The two people on the table smiled and said nothing. He Qian smiled and broke his hand, but he grabbed his hand. Ye Chen pinched it slightly hard and the warmth of his abdomen. The electric current came, and He Qian had a layer of small goose bumps all over his body, which was numb and crispy.

Ye Chen raised the corners of his lips with a smile, elegant and comfortable in front of the light wind.

The boss and the famous family on the table stared at He Qian curiously. Why didn't they retreat quickly, and their eyes flashed with contemptuous reprimand.

He Qian gritted his teeth secretly, mother Ye Chen, did you want to hurt her? She kicked him in the calf and hummed. What a relief!

Ye Chen twitched the corners of his mouth, shook his arms, accidentally knocked over the teacup on the table, and poured He Qian's water.