Mrs. Wen's wealthy daily life

Chapter 738
Zhong Xing asked the company's makeup artist to come over, put on makeup for himself, put on a dress, and then took a taxi there.

Showing the invitation, she went in smoothly.

Jiang Feng, except for the members of the Tang family, no outsider has seen it.

There was a lot of discussion among everyone, and there were many ladies and daughters who showed shy or expectant eyes.

Zhong Xing didn't know anyone and had no common topic, so he just sat in the corner and waited for someone to come down.

At seven o'clock, Jiang Feng finally came down from upstairs.

Beside him is Tang Jian, the old head of the Tang family, followed by a few juniors.

In addition, greet guests underneath.

"This is my eldest grandson, Tang Feng." Tang Jian said kindly and dignifiedly.

Congratulations sounded one after another.

Changed his surname, Zhong Xing looked up at him who was aloof.

She has always been equal to him, she has never looked up to him.

He is the director, and she is the special assistant to the general manager. The work of the two overlaps occasionally, but it is not a relationship between superiors and subordinates. At the beginning, he had to act according to her face.

Later, when he sat down firmly, the two became equals, and later he fell in love with her, and he let her go except for big problems.

Small problems are handled by herself when she doesn't know about them.

But now, he stood at a height that she couldn't reach, so tall that she couldn't even stand on tiptoe.

Jiang Feng also saw Zhong Xing, and his eyes swept away lightly, staying on her for less than a second before taking them back.

When he got down, a group of women surrounded him.

Show your face, what if it happens?
"Let's go." Zhong Xing pushed through the crowd and tried his best to squeeze in.

Accidentally, with excessive force, he pushed the person in front.

"Ah, what's the matter with you." The other party hit the table, the wine glass fell and shattered on the floor, and the red wine spilled all over her.

Her palm touched the broken glass, and the blood stained the red and white glass, mixed with the wine.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Zhong Xing wanted to help the other party.

"Go away, don't touch me." The other party kicked her.

Zhong Xing fell to the ground on all fours. If she hadn't been wearing a long skirt, she might have disappeared at this time.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Feng came to the other party, half bent, and asked gently.

His profile fell into Zhong Xing's eyes, with soft lines, she knew without looking at his eyes, at this moment, there must be a layer of light floating in his eyes.

The woman wanted to give him her hand, but as soon as she moved, she gasped in pain.

"Do you mind if I hug you?" Jiang Feng's tone became more and more gentle.

"I don't mind." The woman replied shyly.

Jiang Feng half-kneeled, picked her up, and never looked at Zhong Xing from the beginning to the end.

Zhong Xing didn't know where the courage came from, he stood up suddenly and stood in front of Jiang Feng, "I have something to tell you."

"I remember I told you, don't appear in front of me again."

"Shall we talk in private? Just a little while."

There are so many people here, wouldn't it be good for him to hand her over to someone he can trust?

"I will pay for the medical expenses."

"Just some medical expenses? Do you know how expensive my dress is? And what if I get a scar? Can you afford it?"

She is going to be the wife of a wealthy family, and her hands are the second face of a woman, so there is no room for any scars.

"There will be no scars, don't worry."

At worst, she would go to Tang Yunqian to beg, but Shen Xirong couldn't do it.

Either of those two would have ensured her recovery.

"What a big tone, who are you?" The woman looked at her.

(End of this chapter)