swung open, and wind and snow rushed in."Mr. Song, I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting!" The speaker was Angela's father, who bowed deeply as soon as he entered the room, looking very apologetic.S..."Do I need a recommendation to come here"
Now Murong Xi understood, this girl didn't even know what "recommendation" meant, she probably wasn't officially invited.
"What's your relationship with Mr. Chu" Murong Xi asked gossipy again. "My grandfather and Mr. Chu are good friends, so I'm considered half a granddaughter of Mr. Chu. That's why I was lucky enough to attend his birthday banquet. What about you Are you acquainted with Mr. Chu"
Eu Yan's mind popped up several question marks. Could this really be Master Chu's granddaughter
"Then I guess I'm his granddaughter by half."
Even ordinary people could become Master Chu's "granddaughter", let alone her...
"What are you saying “You don't recognize him" Murong Xi retorted, a hint of defiance in her voice. "You mean my grandfather knows this Mr. Chu Who is he I’ve never met him."
"I don't know." Ou Yan cut the conversation short and walked forward.
"What's she putting on airs about" Murong Xi felt a little embarrassed and couldn't help but whisper to Yang Weiwei beside her, "She said she's half a granddaughter of Mr. Chu"
"Ridiculous, who doesn't know that Mr. Chu doesn't readily acknowledge granddaughters... At least your grandfather and Mr. Chu know each other, unlike her, she can't even say who introduced her, I guess she's afraid of revealing her identity and making up excuses on the spot. I think there's something wrong with her."
Yang Weiwei has always been confident in her beauty. This time, seeing Ou Yan, she inexplicably felt a bit hostile.
I always feel that Ou Yan's face is the result of plastic surgery....
Unless, there would be so many naturally beautiful faces in this worldan was wrapped in a blanket, with only her head exposed, looking cute and adorable.Si Ye Chen's gaze admired, "You're beautiful even with a sack over your head.""Then I'll have to wear a sackcloth eve...