Zhuang Ye kidnapped his wife Mi Ai

Chapter 8

From time to time in the banquet hall, the conversations of guests could be heard, but Guo Xiaoman turned a deaf ear to them and concentrated on searching in the trash can with his head down.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the middle-aged man standing in the garden looking around. The corner of his mouth twitched ironically, and he reached out to rub his curly hair. From the back view, he looked just like Auntie Cleaning.

The man stood in the garden and searched for a long time, but after all, he couldn't find the familiar figure he saw just now, and turned back to the banquet hall in disappointment.

In the banquet hall, Zhuang Weiren listened patiently to Ji Xiaoqian, frowning slightly.

Ji Xiaoqian was talking vigorously, when she saw Ji Hanlin coming in, her eyes lit up, and she shouted, "Dad, here."

After the words fell, many people looked over, and Ji Hanlin's face turned dark.

Ji Xiaoqian blushed, stuck out her tongue, and whispered, "Brother Zhuang, I'm sorry, I was rude just now."

"It's okay." Anyway, it was Ji's family who lost face, Zhuang Weiren looked at Ji Hanlin who was walking over.

As soon as Ji Hanlin came over, Ji Xiaoqian grabbed his arm, afraid that he would run away again, and winked at him desperately.

"Qianqian, are your eyes uncomfortable?" Ji Hanlin asked strangely.

Ji Xiaoqian's face was a little distorted, didn't it mean that her father and Brother Zhuang mentioned the marriage between the two families, why didn't her father say a word.

Zhuang Weiren exhaled lightly, nodded to Ji Hanlin and walked towards the garden.

Seeing that Guo Xiaoman was still rummaging through the trash can seriously, the corners of his mouth twitched happily.

"Brother Zhuang..." As soon as Ji Xiaoqian turned around and Zhuang Weiren left again, she wanted to chase after him, but was grabbed by Ji Hanlin.

"Qianqian, pay attention to your image."

Seeing Ji Hanlin's somewhat annoyed face, Ji Xiaoqian shrank her neck, and could only watch Zhuang Weiren go further and further away.

"Why haven't you found it yet? Ms. Guo's work efficiency is too low."

A gloating voice came, and Guo Xiaoman knew who it was without turning his head. He secretly rolled his eyes and continued to search with the branches.

Seeing Guo Xiaoman's hair like a chicken coop, Zhuang Weiren smiled even more happily.

He found that this woman had the ability to entertain people, and something went wrong every time he saw her.

He thought that Guo Xiaoman would appear in front of him again and again in order to cooperate with the Zhuang family. He asked his assistant to check, but found nothing. Everything was purely coincidental.

Zhuang Weiren's indifferent eyes were downcast, there is such a coincidence.

After rummaging through the trash can, she still couldn't find the dress. Guo Xiaoman scratched her hair angrily, making her messy hair even more messy.

Guo Xiaoman threw away the branch in her hand, and there is a saying called lifting a rock to shoot herself in the foot, and she has learned it today.

She wondered why she said that she would take off the dress to him, obviously he voluntarily paid for her.

"Can't find it?" Zhuang Weiren glanced at the trash bin that had been turned upside down, "It seems that this cleaning lady is very diligent." It's time for him to raise the salary of the staff in charge of this cleaning.

"Yes, I didn't find it, so what do you think of it?" Guo Xiaoman stroked his hair, and looked at Zhuang Weiren lightly.

Zhuang Weiren stroked his chin and thought about it, since he met this woman, she has always been high above her, so what would she look like if she lowered her figure.

"Please, I'll let it go." He looked magnanimous and generous.

Guo Xiaoman laughed angrily, "Mr. Zhuang, you bought this dress for me, but I didn't force you with a knife on your neck, so...you can't find it if you can't find it." Shrugged his shoulders , turned and left.

By the time Zhuang Zhuang Weiren reacted, he had already gone far away.

Turning his head to look at the banquet hall, Zhuang Weiren also raised his foot and left.

　Have a nice weekend, little fairies, okay?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)