The scumbag's little ancestor hasn't fallen off the horse

Chapter 110 The Face Slap Comes Too Suddenly

"Yes, Patriarch, there is one more thing. Young Master Li Han is going to attend the New Year's party hosted by Miss Mu Mu of the Mu family on Friday. The party will be held at Shengtian Club."

Feng Zhiting's phoenix eyes were cold, "There's nothing to go to such a meaningless party, it's just a group of young people having fun. From tomorrow onwards, Feng Lihan is prohibited from leaving the house, and the juniors of the Feng family are prohibited from participating in such related parties. .”

"Yes." Chuhe swallowed, he knew that the Patriarch always hated such meaningless parties, men and women gathered together without any good ideas.

"By the way." Chu He seemed to have thought of something, and tentatively said, "Patriarch, many wealthy young masters and ladies in City A will participate in this party, and there will be a lot of dancing and drinking in this party."

Feng Zhiting glanced at Chuhe, he naturally knew it.

"That's what a pointless party is, do you have anything else to say?"

Chu He summoned up his courage, and said in one breath: "Fu Xiuyao, the young lady of the Fu family, will also go, and it seems that she will go with Ruan Yu, the young master of the Ruan family."

Feng Zhiting clenched his right hand tightly, a sharp light flashed in his black eyes.

The singing suddenly became melodious and romantic at this moment, which was incompatible with the atmosphere in the study.

"Let Feng Lihan attend this kind of party for the last time, and I will personally supervise."

The upright words made the corners of Chuhe's mouth twitch.

Patriarch, where is your dignity?

Did you automatically forget that disgusted tone just now?

"Patriarch, do you mean you are going?" Chuhe asked cautiously.

Feng Zhiting glanced at Chuhe lightly, and said in a cold voice: "I don't go to the party, I just want to monitor whether Feng Lihan has done anything that insults the Feng family's face, after all, Feng Lihan will embarrass the Feng family every time he gets drunk. .”

Chuhe: ... Patriarch, you are embarrassing yourself by forcing this explanation.

But as a good subordinate who loves his boss, Chuhe will not expose the lie of chasing his wife and family head.

Chu He left the study after accepting the order, feeling that the Patriarch's slap in the face was too sudden, would he be included in the Patriarch's assassination list at night?

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ov-love shopping mall is a global chain shopping mall, focusing on the women's market, but the goods inside are expensive, and it is a world-renowned luxury goods company.

Fu Xiuyao rarely comes to ov-love to buy things, and she has always been too lazy to buy things here.

The gorgeous buildings show the luxurious side of the place, and the roads are wide, but not many people come here.

Exquisitely dressed girls and ladies walked by wearing expensive coats and carrying expensive bags, and the smell of perfume filled the air.

If she wanted to attend the party on Friday night, she had to dress up formally. Although she was always too lazy to dress up, if she didn't dress up, she would stand out among a group of well-dressed people.

It's just that the clothes are indeed a problem. If you buy brand-name dresses, there will always be someone who will be embarrassed if the clothes are bumped.

So what she needs is custom-made clothes, and let a special designer prepare them for her.

For this custom dress, she already had a plan in mind.

She took the elevator to the second floor and saw an optical shop at a glance.

Glasses here are expensive, and the cheapest pair costs [-] yuan. When Fu Xiuyao walked into the optician's shop, someone immediately approached her and asked her what help she needed.

"Excuse me, miss, do you want sunglasses or contact lenses?" the waiter asked, looking at Fu Xiuyao's beautiful peach blossom eyes, she was slightly taken aback.

Those eyes are really pretty.

The pupils of the eyes are so soft that they seem to envelop people.

Fu Xiuyao smiled faintly, and the slightly upturned corners of his eyes were suppressed by the smile, "I want to buy myopia glasses."

"Okay, do you want contact lenses?" The waiter noticed that her voice was lazy and soft, with a hint of seductiveness, so she didn't react for a while.

"No, I bought it for a friend." Fu Xiuyao looked down at the various glasses in the window.

(End of this chapter)