Chapter 118: Attack of the Emperor

The softest place is protected by you. What am I afraid of?
This sentence completely pleased Chu Muyi.
Shui Anluo pushed Chu Muyi into it, and the lights shone inside, which was really full of so-called high friends.
The corner of Shui'anluo's mouth was cold. It used to belong to her, but her mother said that she shouldn't be too high-profile, so her birthday party would only invite friends and family.
At that time, Shui Anjiao had been persuading herself to hold a banquet, just to satisfy her vanity, and now, she does not need to host it by herself, Shui Anjiao already has the wish
But ~
Shui Anluo looked down at the recording pen in his hand. This was probably the only birthday party in this life that was so beautiful and memorable.
Shui'anluo and Chu Cuiyi came into the field and immediately caught everyone's attention. Many people knew that Chu Cuiyi was injured. Some even rumored that he would not come, but did not expect Chu Cuiyi to come.
"The woman pushing Chu Muyi is Shui Anluo, the daughter who is always out of touch with Shui."
"Why not, is the previous rumor true, Chu Cuiyi really wants to remarry with Shui Anluo?"
"Chu always makes things unclear."
"Don't forget, in the hands of Shui Anluo, there is a 30% stake in Yuanxiang Technology, who knows ~"
The man said, humming twice, and the deep meaning inside was self-evident.
Shui Anjiao originally greeted the guests with An Jiahui. Shui Moyun was not around, probably upstairs. He always did not like this kind of banquet.
Shui Anjiao wears that pink dress, but unfortunately she is fatter than Shui Anluo, so this dress does not fit her, but just imitates others for too long. She has been used to wearing and Shui Anluo hit shirt.
"Sister Jiao Jiao, look." Yuan Yuan was not calm when she saw the person coming in the door, and hurriedly pulled Shui Anjiao's arm to let her look outside.
"How many times have I told you, Yuanyuan, don't move your feet manually, this clothes will make you dirty." Shui Anjiao said with a disapproval.
Yuanyuan's face changed slightly. She seemed to touch her arm. Yuanyuan couldn't help rolling her eyes and dragging something, wasn't it the ugly duckling on the upper side of the room?
Shui Anjiao looked up, but found that Shui Anluo was wearing a red cheongsam, and there was a faint smile on his face without Shidai. At this time, he was bowing his head and talking to Chu Cuiyi, how intimate he was.
Shui Anjiao gritted her teeth tightly, and her face with heavy makeup gradually became emaciated.
"Sister Jiao Jiao, do you still say that?" Yuanyuan tangled.
"Say, why not say, I don't know where she found the bargains." Shui Anjiao always believed that Shui Anluo was a poor ghost, and Chu Cuiyi would never spend money on her.
Just after Shui Anluo talked with Chu Cuiyi about the stomping of her shoes, she looked up and saw Shui Anjiao coming over, so she immediately stood up straight and stared straight into her gaze.
In the corner of the reception, Qiao Yaruan leaned against the wall and touched her chin. As long as her little lover could not withstand the enemy's war, she rushed out.
Qiao Yaruan was preparing for rubbing, but suddenly felt a warm breath coming from his ears.
"If I remember correctly, Miss Qiao has not received the invitation."
Feng Feng's cool tone and warm atmosphere made Qiao Yaruan's body shake suddenly, holding the wall tightly with both hands, but could not help sorrowing in his heart. Is this film emperor idle all day long?