Yan Feng stared at Jiang Ciyou's face for a while, a hint of sarcasm curling at the corner of his mouth.
"Found a boyfriend?"
"Yes, didn't you say to find a boyfriend when you're lonely? I've been alone for three years, it's not too much to find a boyfriend, is it?"
Jiang Ciyou had a smile on the corner of her mouth.
"Why, only officials are allowed to start fires, but common people are not allowed to light lamps?"
Yan Feng shrugged indifferently: "It's better that you have a boyfriend. If he can make you stop pestering me from now on, I'll prepare a big gift and thank him in person."
Yan Feng didn't believe that Jiang Ciyou had a boyfriend.
He knew her thoughts all too well.
She must have seen him talking to Xia Ling on the phone.
Deliberately found someone to act.
This performance is quite realistic.
When the man hung up the phone in a fit of jealousy at the end, he could feel it through the phone
It must have been deliberately arranged for him to hear such a sentence.
Of course, the two did not sleep together that night.
Jiang Ciyou slept in the bed.
Yan Feng slept on the floor.
He still had this kind of gentlemanly demeanor.
Before going to bed, Jiang Ciyou deliberately turned the air conditioner to the lowest and hid the remote control.
When she woke up in the middle of the night and saw Yan Feng lying on the ground, hugging the pillow and shivering, Jiang
Ciyou felt relieved.
Yan Feng woke up with a cold early in the morning.
Jiang Ciyou didn't care about him and went straight to the TV station.
Jiang Ciyou is a TV host, mainly responsible for the midday news, and has a column called "Midday News Eye."
She is also a bit famous in the circle.
However, recently, Sister Lin from the prime time slot has switched jobs, and Jiang Ciyou is striving for the position of the female host of the prime time slot.
After the normal broadcast of the midday news, she is free.
Jiang Ciyou returned to the Yan family at four in the afternoon.
Yan Feng had just come back from outside, seemingly to see Xia Ling.
When Yan Feng came back, Jiang Ciyou had just changed her clothes and put on an exquisite makeup.
Today, she wore a Xiangyun silk cheongsam.
The collar and waist of the cheongsam have some complicated embroidery techniques, but because they are the same color, they can't be seen from a distance. When you get close, you only feel that the design is ingenious and exquisite.
Seeing Yan Feng come in, Jiang Ciyou stood up and deliberately turned an elegant circle in front of Yan Feng: "How about it, does it look good?"
Even though Yan Feng was very disgusted with Jiang Ciyou in his heart.
But he had to admit that Jiang Ciyou was beautiful, extremely beautiful.
She has a great figure, one meter and seventy tall, wearing high heels, looking particularly outstanding
The cheongsam is a high-end custom-made, naturally very fitting.
The skirt is long to the ankle, and the snow-white and delicate ankle gives people an impulse to pinch. Her waist is very thin, but not dry. Where there should be meat, there is still meat
Yan Feng moved his eyes from her chest and fell on that extremely beautiful face.
This cheongsam is clearly plain in color, but with that beautiful and charming face, it collides with a different kind of style.
It's like a fox spirit with a thousand years of cultivation just turning into a human form, charming and still showing a trace of innocence, attracting people invisibly but still showing a trace of innocence
Yan Feng's throat moved.
But he still said with a cold face: "Ugly, white is not suitable for you at all."
Jiang Ciyou rolled her eyes, turned around, and bent down to apply lipstick in front of the mirror.
"Dare to say that only Xia Ling is the most suitable for white in your heart."
Jiang Ciyou applied the lipstick, straightened up, and smiled brightly at Yan Feng in the mirror, the provocation was obvious: "I will wear white."
Yan Feng only felt that the person in front of him was extremely vivid at the moment, charming and charming.
Especially her arrogant and domineering tone, it was like coquettish, making people itch in their hearts
But soon Yan Feng realized.
She was deliberately seducing him.
Yan Feng frowned: "Jiang Ciyou, don't play tricks in front of me, even if you don't wear anything, I won't look at you more."
After saying that, he left the room with a sentence: "I'll wait for you in the car."
Ten minutes later.
Jiang Ciyou also got in the car.
Yan Feng closed his eyes and leaned back: "Lao Chen, go to Lu Mountain Villa."
An hour later, the car finally arrived at the foot of Lu Mountain.
The car wound its way up the mountain road, with tall and lush plane trees on both sides. The leaves covered the sky and blocked the sun, and the light suddenly darkened, as if entering a long tunnel.
I don't know how long it took, and suddenly it was bright in front of us.
A tall and magnificent building, like a castle, slowly appeared in our sight.
And the surroundings suddenly became lively.
A large lawn was already parked with many luxury cars.
Numerous waiters in white shirts and black vests were receiving guests
Jiang Ciyou's car was also parked in the open-air parking lot under the guidance of a waiter
Then the waiter led them into the "castle."
The thick and ancient door was open, and a red carpet hundreds of meters long was spread from the inside to the outside for the guests to follow.
Jiang Ciyou was really shocked when she saw the complicated patterns on it.
This is a pure hand-made Persian carpet from Isfahan, which combines wool, cotton, silk, gold thread, and silver thread, with bright colors and complex craftsmanship.
The one under their feet is a top-grade quality.
Usually, one square meter is 200,000 US dollars.
Jiang Ciyou looked at the red carpet that she couldn't see the end of at a glance and couldn't help but gasp.
Everyone knows that the Bo family is the richest, but they don't have a specific concept of their wealth.
However, now they have.
The interior of the villa is even more shocking, with a wall of valuable antique blue and white porcelain, a huge British antique clock, and European antique chandeliers.
Antique, all antiques.
This is just the first floor of the banquet hall, and you can imagine how many treasures are hidden in this "castle.
The old lady Bo's way of entertaining guests is relatively traditional, with 100 tables of guests today.
Round tables are placed on both sides of the carpet, and each seat at the table has already been set up for the guests.
The invitation has also been clearly stated before.
The two seats of the Yan family are at table 99.
"Look over there, the one in the black Zhongshan suit seems to be the director of the land and resources bureau, and the one in white, isn't that the mayor of Rongcheng?"
"Don't say the mayor of Rongcheng, the mayor of the capital is also here, and several from the central government have also come. The old lady Bo's face is too big."
"So, of these 100 tables, the quota we Rongcheng was invited to is only two tables, and they are arranged at 99 and 100."
"Compared with these big people, it is also a promotion for us to sit at 99 and 100."
Chatting are Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Qin, both of whom are the wives of the top families in Rongcheng.
And they are friends with Jiang Ciyou's mother, Yao Shulan. Jiang Ciyou naturally knows them.
They met face to face.
Jiang Ciyou had to say hello: "Aunt Zhang, Aunt Qin, good evening."
When Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Qin saw Jiang Ciyou, a trace of heartache and regret flashed in their eyes
"It's Xiaoyou, you're here too."
"Your mother and Xiaoxiao are giving gifts to the old lady Bo. You should go and say hello."