Chapter 105: It’s all Nan Qiao’s fault

Chapter 105 It's all Nan Qiao's fault

The excitement of Nan Qiao and Luo Wanbai attracted the attention of many people, and Murong Chen also looked at Cheng Juan following the eyes of people asking for help.

This put a lot of pressure on Cheng Juan, who had originally planned to ignore it.

He suppressed the anger rising in his heart, showed a smile that made people feel disgusted, and took two steps forward, standing between Murong Chen and Luo Wanbai.

"It's true that your sister has been wronged, and I hope President Murong will take care of Grandpa..."

Since Luo Wanbai was forced to bring the fire on himself, Cheng Juan just wanted to let it go.

Not to mention that today is a day for everyone to know me, if such a mess happens, it will also affect my future status.

Cheng Juan looked at Luo Wanbai who had caused trouble, and felt that the other party was simply a villain.

"Apologize soon."

He frowned, urging Luo Wanbai to admit his mistake.

Murong Chen's pair of temperatureless eyes fixed on the man, and it took him a long time to utter a word.

"Just this one time."

If it weren't for the fact that this was Mr. Cheng's birthday banquet, Murong Chen wouldn't be so easy-going. How could he be bullied by his own little sister who he didn't even have time to love.

Facing Murong Chen's expressionless eyes, Cheng Juan's heart beat violently, but after hearing what he said, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as the other party says this, things will be easy.

Nan Qiao also got out of Murong Chen's arms at this moment, and stood beside him with his arms around her. Her smiling eyes fell on Luo Wan's unpredictable white, blue and purple face, and she just thought it was very funny.

Tsk tsk tsk, it can be used as a palette.

Nan Qiao sighed in his heart.

"Apologize."

Cheng Juan reminded people in a low voice, but it was like a slap on Luo Wanbai's face, causing her face to hurt badly.

Luo Wanbai bit her lip, Cheng Juan's words made her feel ashamed and indignant, not to mention Nan Qiao's naked eyes looking at her, this is the most unacceptable thing for Luo Wanbai.

The other party's eyes were crooked, and no matter how he looked at his smiling face, she felt like tearing it apart.

It's just that Murong Chen is not something he can afford.

"I'm sorry, I just said something rude and offended Miss Murong."

Luo Wanbai apologized reluctantly. Although his face was smiling, it was extremely ugly, and his voice could just be heard by the other three.

"Are you satisfied, little princess?"

Murong Chen's expression didn't change after hearing the apology, but when he lowered his head to ask Nan Qiao, his cold expression instantly turned into a stream of spring water, surprisingly gentle.

"If you are not satisfied, let her say it a hundred times, a thousand times."

If these words are put in other people's mouths, it will only make people feel crazy.

But when Murong Chen said it, no one dared not obey.

Nan Qiao admired Luo Wanbai's expression with satisfaction, and nodded indifferently considering that the banquet was about to begin.

This time, it is a lesson for others. If this person dares to provoke him next time, he will not end up so well.

Murong Chen didn't want to stay with this person who made his sister unhappy, so he took Nan Qiao and left.

Seeing that there was no excitement, the others dispersed and found their seats one after another, waiting for the banquet to start.

Only Luo Wanbai and Cheng Juan were left standing there.

"Cheng Juan, I..."

Luo Wanbai saw that everyone had almost left, so he slowly raised his head, and looked at the person he liked with tears in his eyes, feeling that he had been greatly wronged.

Looking at the handsome and refined Cheng Juan who was still standing here waiting for him, Luo Wanbai's emotions, which he had suppressed just now, seemed to have found an outlet, grievances, dissatisfaction, and resentment poured out like a torrent of gratitude. flow.

She moved subconsciously to approach Cheng Juan to complain, but was inadvertently avoided.

Cheng Juan looked at the pitiful appearance of people who were about to cry or not, but he couldn't feel any pity in his heart. He only felt unreasonable irritability, and even his voice when talking to people was a little cold.

"This time it's just for grandpa's face. If you provoke Nan Qiao again, even I can't help you."

These words clearly smacked of impatience in Cheng Juan's heart, but when they came out of his mouth, they changed into worried and sighing tones several times.

It was as if he was very helpless, trying his best for Luo Wan Bai but there was nothing he could do.

After saying this, Cheng Juan also walked away.

He still has to stare at the banquet, he doesn't have time to have **** with Luo Wanbai here, not to mention that the concubine has a lover and has no intention of being a lover, his goal is Nan Qiao.

Luo Wanbai froze for a moment, raised his hand to wipe away his tears, but stared at Cheng Juan's leaving back, stopped abruptly in mid-air, pinched his fingers into the palm of his hand, as if he couldn't feel any pain.

If she had been wronged before and talked to Cheng Juan, the other party would always comfort herself in a gentle voice.

But this time, Cheng Juan's unusual indifference seemed to turn into a sharp knife, and he stabbed Luo Wanbai viciously under his already embarrassed appearance, revealing his **** inside.

It's all Nan Qiao's fault!

Nan Qiao's smiling face appeared in Luo Wanbai's mind, as if he was looking at his own joke, and he felt that all this was caused by the other party.

If it wasn't for her, how could I have made a fool of myself in full view?

No matter what, the birthday banquet officially began after Mr. Cheng took his seat.

"I wish you blessings like the East China Sea, and Shoubi Nanshan. I hereby present a pair of calligraphy."

"May your sun and moon prosper, Songhe Changchun, this is my gift for you."

"Hope you…"

There were quite a few people invited to this banquet, but those who got up to congratulate were all well-known figures in the circle, and they were all arranged near the old man.

Nan Qiao obediently stood beside her brother, watching everyone handing over her birthday presents as if they were offering treasures, and suddenly remembered the black unicorn-like antique that she found earlier.

She never likes to be high-profile, so she will give it to others after the banquet is over.

This time, it is rare for Mr. Cheng to hold a grand birthday banquet, so the gifts that everyone can get are either rare or hard to find. It can be said that they have earned enough of the scene. Mr. Cheng seems to be very happy, and he is a little happy talking to people.

Luo Wanbai sat in the seat he had worked so hard to get, holding an exquisitely wrapped gift box in his hand.

It contained the painting she had snatched from Nan Qiao earlier, the "Eighty-seven Immortals Volume" worth 20 million.

In order to get old master Cheng's love, Luo Wanbai spent a lot of money this time.

Seeing that no one stood up to offer gifts, Luo Wanbai took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to stand up.

In an instant, many eyes fell on her.

"I wish Grandpa Cheng a happy life and good health."

Luo Wanbai stood up to speak, his conversation was elegant, but he was completely different from what Nan Qiao saw just now.

Old Master Cheng raised his eyes to look at Luo Wanbai, but he didn't look familiar, so he guessed which family's junior he was, and responded with a flat attitude.

Just afterward, everyone was attracted by the exquisite box Luo Wanbai took out.

"This is a birthday gift I carefully prepared for you, "Eighty-seven Immortal Scrolls."

As soon as the name came out, there was a wave of waves instantly.

""Eighty-Seven Immortals Volume"?! Is that the one I thought of!"

"It's so generous..."

Everyone's exclamations fell into Luo Wanbai's ears one after another, which made her look a little more smug, but she didn't notice the inexplicable expression of Old Master Cheng's slight change when she heard the name.

(end of this chapter)

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