Quick wear: She is the heartthrob

Chapter 400
She was probably really tired. She squinted her eyes and fell asleep. Crow Feather's black hair fell down like a waterfall, her eyelashes were thick and slender, and her red lips were lightly pursed. Lan Henian turned his head and looked at her peacefully. She always looks asleep and can't move her eyes away.After a while, he chuckled and gently supported Gong Fuluo's head on his broad shoulders.The driver in the front seat could see his actions clearly through the rearview mirror. He was horrified for a moment. This was not something that a brother and sister would do. When Lan Henian looked over with a slight frown, he He withdrew his gaze promptly and tactfully, not daring to peep anymore.

When Gong Furuo woke up, her makeup and hair had already been done. The Lan family's stylist was very comfortable.

Her dress was chosen by Lan Henian himself. On the pure white base material, small and bright diamonds and pearls shone movingly. The irregular skirt fell just down to her calves.

Gong Furuo: "Brother, this skirt you picked is so beautiful."
Lan Henian smiled and touched the top of her hair gently.

Lan Henian is not an easy-going and friendly person. On the contrary, he is aloof and indifferent, making it difficult for people to get close to him. Only Gong Furuo can get all his tenderness.

Gong Fuluo stroked the hem of her skirt, looked at her tied up hair through the mirror, pursed her lips and smiled.

The car moved forward smoothly, and Gong Furuo took Lan Henian's arm and slowly entered the banquet hall.

This banquet was very grand. The power of the Dong family has always been abroad. Now they have returned to China with a large amount of money and power to develop. For every upper-class family in Jincheng, the Dong family is worthy of attention and caution. of.

Lan Henian and Gong Fuluo caused a sensation when they entered the hall, for no other reason than the looks of these siblings were outrageous.Lan Hebi probably had ulterior motives. He wore a white suit of the same color as Gong Furuo. The soft color softened his indifferent and handsome face.

If Gong Furuo only applied a little makeup, her pure and beautiful face would have a different kind of bright charm. The thin sling hung on her delicate and white shoulders, showing a bit of girlish seductiveness.

They arrived neither too early nor too late, just in the middle.

At the wooden handrail on the second floor, a mature and handsome man in a gray suit and a young man in a black suit stood side by side.

The mature man has handsome eyebrows, and between his eyebrows is the charm that has been given to him by time and experience. He swayed the red wine and accurately captured the girl holding the moon among the stars through the crowd, with a smear on the corner of her mouth. There was a smile and a sincere warmth in his eyes.

Dong Huijia: "Look, do you still recognize me?"
Dong Huijia: "You should be able to tell at a glance. After all, you are thinking about other people all day long."
Dong Huijia: "Besides..."
He lowered his voice, leaned on the railing and looked at Gong Fuluo with a smile.

Dong Huijia: "She hasn't changed much."
Dong Huan had no intention of paying attention to his uncle's teasing. Anyway, he had long been accustomed to his behavior. Dong Huijia's bad taste seemed to be engraved in his bones. If you are not used to it, you have to get used to it.

Dong Huan didn't intend to waste time on meaningless arguments with him. He looked at the girl in the shining white dress almost greedily and couldn't bear to look away.

Dong Huijia couldn't see how worthless he looked, so she shook the wine teasingly and called him in a low voice.

Dong Huan: "Okay, stop reading. I don't look like a member of the Dong family."
(End of this chapter)