Sweet love marriage: Domineering president keeps teasing

Chapter 221 Ouyang Qinglan
The Rose Room at the LuxurgOne Hotel.

The appearance of Feng Yiche immediately attracted the attention of the audience.

A girl dressed like a Barbie doll in a white dress trotted over, hugged Feng Yiche's arm and said affectionately, "Che, why are you here?"

Feng Yiche let go of her hand lightly, and Xiao Wang immediately put an exquisite small package in his hand.

"Gift."

Ouyang Qinglan couldn't wait to borrow the gift box from Feng Yiche's hand and held it in her palm: "Che, I thought you were angry with me and wouldn't come."

Feng Yiche was expressionless: "I still have something to do, I wish you a happy birthday."

"Che!" Ouyang Qinglan grabbed his wrist, her face was aggrieved, her eyes were reddened, "Don't just leave like this, this is my birthday party, if you are angry with me, you can beat me or scold me , but, please don't treat me like this, you treat me coldly, it's worse than letting me die!"

Feng Yiche narrowed his eyes, and broke free from her restraint: "I'm not angry with you, and there's no need to be angry with you."

Ouyang Qinglan was startled, and then bit her lips tightly. Feng Yiche's intention was obvious, but he was telling her that he didn't even have any feelings of hatred for her.

"I know, you can come because of grandpa's face, if this is the case, then you have to go through the motions, don't you?" Ouyang Qinglan said softly, "After that, you can go back if you are really busy, it doesn't matter. "

The foot that Feng Yiche raised was finally retracted.

The waiter walked past him with a tray and took a glass of champagne, Feng Yiche turned around with sharp eyes and walked towards a place where there were few people.

As long as Feng Yiche can stay, Ouyang Qinglan will be very happy, so she hurried to follow Feng Yiche.

Feng Yiche was sitting on the sofa, his eyes were cold, and he tapped the armrests of the sofa with his fingers evenly, while Ouyang Qinglan, who was beside him, kept talking happily, Feng Yiche didn't pay attention to her at all.

"Miss, it's time to change clothes."

Ouyang Qinglan stood up: "Che, sit down for a while, I'll change clothes and come find you again."

After finishing speaking, Ouyang Qinglan left happily, with an excited expression on her face.

Not long after, Ouyang Qinglan came back again and changed into another outfit. The purple backless evening dress set off her graceful and luxurious outfit, and she immediately turned into a proud socialite. She held her father Ouyang Zhen's arm from spinning Walking down the stairs slowly, the guests all paid attention to her, and the spotlight stopped on her body, but Ouyang Qinglan's eyes were only on the expressionless man on the sofa.

"Yiche, you're here."

Ouyang Zhen brought his daughter in front of Feng Yiche: "Why didn't your grandfather come with you?"

Ouyang Zhen and Feng Qicheng are old friends, so according to seniority, Feng Yiche is just a junior.

Feng Yiche got up: "Grandpa went to Chengdu, and it will take a while to come back."

Ouyang Zhen listened to his indifferent words, and looked at his daughter: "Yiche took time out of his busy schedule to mess with you, you have to take good care of her."

"Father, I didn't mess around. If it wasn't like this, why would Che come to see me?" Ouyang Qinglan said, feeling aggrieved.

In the past few months, she was sad because of Feng Yiche's neglect of her, but she seemed to have forgotten that Feng Yiche had never warmed up to her.

It was already uncomfortable, but hearing all the rumors about him and Mrs. Feng but being helpless, it was even more depressing.

In fact, under such circumstances, she didn't plan to hold this birthday party, it was nothing more than using her name to play around with the business in the mall, but when she thought of Feng Yiche appearing like this, she was full of expectations.

(End of this chapter)