Chapter 487

The man was dressed in a black suit with a straight back, a handsome face, upright facial features and sharp corners. At this time, he stood at the door and gazed at her.

Duan Feihan's voice was very low, almost only he could hear it.

But Bai Chuwei's hearing is excellent. How could she not hear the coquettish words he asked?

Bai Chuwei thinks Duan Feihan's question is nonsense. Of course, she likes to eat tender grass.

No, the ancestors have no choice at all. All the people on the earth are tender grass for her now

The ancestors who had no choice expressed their disappointment.

Liu Jingyuan, with a smile on his face, said to Duan Feihan: "Mr. Duan, please come inside."

The people who ate melon again saw the sudden appearance of Duan Feihan, and felt that they could not lift it at one breath.

Nima, why are there so many melons today?

Mr. Duan is here

It's said that Duan and the eight families do not have much contact with each other.

Everyone looked at the eyes of the Liu family more and more awed. Unexpectedly, the newly rich Liu family in the imperial capital should have such a large row of noodles, so that Mr. Duan of Haicheng could also come to the banquet!

Great. Great.

Duan Xingye almost rolled his eyes when he came in. His fourth uncle didn't come for the Liu family's noodles

Duan Feihan came over, his voice low and deep, like the mountain water in the morning: "why don't you answer me?"

Bai Chuwei cleared her throat: "although the tender grass is good, it will still become the old one."

Of course, she likes the tender grass, but she likes the tender grass that will last for thousands of years, so that it will not die and become the nutrition of the whole earth.

Duan Fei's eyes flashed slightly and the corners of his mouth gently pulled: "well, I'll try my best."

Bai Chuwei: Is it hard to be old?!

Bai Chuwei hears a group of famous ladies around her pumping, glances at the past, and the girls' eyes are red.

Ears are full of "so handsome", "Duan always seems to laugh", "ah ah ah, it's a man I can't get!"

It sounds like the cold grass has a good market.

Liu Jingyuan had already announced the time of the banquet half an hour before the official announcement.

Liu Jingyuan held the microphone and talked about his opening remarks with passion. The lights on the scene became weak.

Duan Feihan noticed that Bai Chuwei didn't seem to want to talk to him today. His eyebrows wrinkled slightly. He didn't expect that he had offended her.

In a recent contact, she sent a wrong self portrait, and he was worried about her, because he saw blood floating on the sea.

There didn't seem to be anything to make her angry.

A woman's mind is not easy to guess, no matter how old a woman is.

Liu Jingyuan said, he Nana's mind has long been not here, Rong he kicked Qi Mo's feet.

Qi Mo glanced: "Rong ye, what do you do?"

Rong he asked in a low voice, "how likely do you think it is for me to invite my ancestors to dance later?"

Qi Mo doesn't want to answer this question.

Ronghe Gougou lip, said to himself: "the old ancestor seems to have no male partner, I can."

Qi Mo: You should not. "

Why do you think Mr. Duan is here? Do you really want to give the Liu family face?

The general manager Duan, who led the whole Duan family's crazy development by relying on his talent and arrogance, may not be worthy of the eight noble families who love to live in the group of Buddhists.

Liu Jingyuan spit to finish his opening remarks, stir up the atmosphere of the scene to the hottest, and then announced: "the dance floor can be opened."

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