Chapter 472: Want to climb high

"Since you like others, why don't you help them? They are your girlfriend! If they lose face, it means you lose face ..."
Lan Luo did not realize that Luo Yingjin's mind was still petting and proud.
Listening to her "Family", Yang Zimei wanted to spit out the overnight dinner.
"What do you care about with a little girl? If you do this again, I don't like you anymore, these days, you are the only one, Bailu has asked me for a lot."
Luo Yingjin said sternly.
As soon as Lan Luo heard it, the snoring sounded, pretending to be innocent and innocent, "Yes, Luo Shao was right. The little girl is not sensible, so she doesn't need to care about her."
She gently pulled Luo Yingjin away.
When leaving, naturally did not look back and stared at Yang Zi with a fierce glance.
"Sister, this woman really hates death," Xiao Qianyi said.
"Oh, indeed, but leave her alone. I don't have to worry about someone who will die soon." Yang Zimei laughed.
"Oh? Sister wants to deal with her?" Xiao Qian asked in wonder.
"People like her, where is it worth me to commit sins? I just watched her appearance and found that she is short-lived, and may be violent within a month." Yang Zimei said.
"It turned out to be a short-lived ghost, so let her be arrogant. My sister really doesn't need to care about her." Xiao Qian looked around. "Why the Xuehu guy hasn't seen yet? Isn't it impossible to get in?"
Yang Zimei also looked around, there really was no Xuehu figure, and he didn't know what he was doing now.
Wait, he won't come in in a costume?
Although it is an antique auction today, there are also many people wearing Tang costumes, but no one wears such too elegant and elegant costumes.
What's more, he looks so enchanting and looks pretty good.
Yang Zimei was talking to Lin Qingmei while chatting. Outside the door, a group of people in suits and leather shoes suddenly walked in, and rushed around in a crowd.
Her eyes brightened.
It seems that old acquaintances can be met here again.
At this time, she heard that Lan Luo, not far away, began to yell in joy: "Luo Shao, Huo Lao is here. I come forward to say hello."
"Do you know Huo Wenhua?" Luo Yingjin asked.
"I once had a relationship, and he should still remember me." At a reception that day, Lan Luo deliberately fell in front of him and spilled red wine on his suit in order to attract the attention of the Hong Kong rich man. Then pretending to panic, like a little white rabbit who made a mistake, constantly sorry.
Huo Wenhua did not blame her, but asked her name or something.
She thought she would call her afterwards. Who knew that after waiting for a long time, there was no sound, which made her reconciled for a long time.
Now, when she met again, she didn't believe that he could forget her.
Moreover, in front of Luo Yingjin, she also wanted to show her network and prove that she could climb the big tree of Huo Wenhua.
Therefore, she greeted her with a glass of red wine with a smile, walked to Huo Wenhua, and pretended to be innocent, yet very familiar, saying hello: "Hello old!
Huo Wenhua looked up at her, and nodded politely.
Seeing Huo Wenhua nod to her, Lan Luo's heart was even more happy, even a little proud, thinking that Huo Wenhua was still deeply impressed by her.
So she took a step forward and wanted to get closer to him.