These words are a bit light or heavy, but these dandy have never been used to being light or heavy.

Cheng Zaike could not be angry, and Song Yan did not say anything. He just frowned briefly, probably less than a second, and no one noticed it at all.

With acquiescent, of course, there was a soft laugh.

Especially Fang Zhao, laughter is louder than anyone else, probably to avenge his previous shame, and the last time he was put on lipstick in a shopping mall.

At this moment, Cheng Zaike answered a phone call, "Siwei? Are your shoes broken? OK, I have the right size here, I will give it to you now!"

When everyone heard the name Yue Siwei, everyone's ears stood up.

"Yue Siwei is here, but her shoes broke when she went upstairs. I'll send them to her now!"

"I, I!" Fang Zhao volunteered, "I'll give it to you!"

"You don't recognize Yue Siwei!"

"I can recognize all the beauty you said, Cheng Zaike!"

The servant brought the spare new shoes, Fang Zhao took them over, and Cheng Zaike was so happy that she didn't want to go up and serve others.

When he heard that he was going to give Yue Siwei shoes, Fang Zhao, who went out, had more than a dozen playboys who had a good time and good fortune, coaxed him to follow him.

However, Fang Zhao went downstairs and walked to the corner and his eyes widened. The group of playboys behind him were also in shock.

"Damn it, god!"

What day is today? Why are there two super rare and beautiful women standing in the corridor, one is more pleasing to the eye than the other, and it is even more rare than rare animals.

One was wearing a white fishtail evening dress with a cold and bright temperament.

Going inside, the girl was even more amazing. She was wearing a playful and charming red evening dress, revealing her long, straight and slender legs that didn't want to be real. Her face seemed to have opened more than a dozen filters and tens of thousands of words.

A beauty that cannot be revealed can be attracted by a soul by just one glance.

The discussions behind were blew up, and Fang Zhao had not been fascinated yet and forgot about the serious matter, "Who is this? Both of them leaned against the wall, and I can't tell who had broken shoes! Do I want to shout Yue Siwei?

,Who turns back and who is right?"

"Call P, don't you say that Rongcheng is the most beautiful, the most beautiful one, you're blind!"

Fang Zhao was afraid that his aesthetic was not as popular as the public, "Who is the most beautiful? Red or white?"

"Silly B, the red one!"

"It's red!"

"The one must be red!"

Fang Zhao took a deep breath, and it seemed that the hero's aesthetics were similar. He took the exquisitely packaged shoe box and bypassed the girl in white clothes, and then walked to the inside. He was nervously not like a fucking girl who lived in a bush.

A playboy.

"Well, Miss Yue, are your shoes broken? I'll send you a new one!"

Qingzhi slowly raised her head, looked at Fang Zhao like a fool, raised her eyebrows, "What?"

Is this second generation ancestor having a brain disease?

When the woman in a white dress who was passing by was hearing this, her face was extremely hard to see. It was not an exaggeration to describe her face as cold as ice, "I am Yue Siwei!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment. Wait, this is Yue Siwei, who is the other one?

Fang Zhao, the second generation ancestor, would not feel embarrassed. He handed the shoes to Yue Siwei's feet. After Yue Siwei changed, he hurriedly turned them back. He was not polite at all and looked at Lu Qingzhi with a bold look.

"Hi, beauty, what are you doing here? I'm alone, do you want to go upstairs with my brother? By the way, my brother has several brand-name bags in his car. After a while, I'll finish playing with my brother and I go downstairs to the car with my brother.

Look?"

If it weren't for Yue Siwei, there was nothing to be afraid of offending. Fang Zhao looked at the woman in front of him, and the more he looked, he became more and more amazing. He stretched out his arm and wanted to hug his waist.

Qingzhi avoided it quickly, raised her feet and kicked Fang Zhao's lower abdomen steadily. The heels of the high heels were like uncut swords. Fang Zhao cried out in pain and fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!