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19. Who serves as a foil for whom 5

These people were extremely enthusiastic about Ye Siyu, but turned a blind eye to Ye Qingting, treating her as an invisible person and embarrassing her in person.

Ye Qingting curled his lips, quietly took a few steps away, and hid in the dark, watching with cold eyes.

A group of boring second-generation ancestors with brain problems and self-righteous peacocks.

She was not a fool and could see through these people's intentions at a glance. Although she didn't know the reason, she happily hid aside and was too lazy to socialize with Ye Siyu again.

Only Leng Qirui remained silent, standing aside bored, his probing eyes glancing at Qingting from time to time.

Being so calm doesn't suit her age, but she is a weirdo and nothing is surprising.

Qingting didn't seem to see his gaze, lowering his head, revealing a section of his neck as white as jade, shining under the light, like fine jade porcelain, Leng Qirui couldn't take his eyes away from looking at it, wishing he could touch one.

Bundle.

He had discovered a long time ago that although she was not one of the most beautiful women in the world, her skin was flawless, delicate and smooth, like warm white jade.

The increasingly unscrupulous gaze made Qingting feel hot and uneasy. Finally, he couldn't help but raise his head and glare at him. What were he looking at? Then he dug out his eyeballs, hum.

The corner of Leng Qirui's mouth curled up, and the man's charming aura emerged spontaneously. Qingting's lips felt faintly hot for some reason, as if he could still feel the burning heat of the two lips touching each other. His face was bright red, his breath was slightly chaotic, and his heartbeat was beating fast.

a bit.

On the other side, Chen Qiuyun was filled with joy and pride when she saw that her daughter was so popular. She was indeed the daughter she gave birth to, and she was countless times better than the daughter born to that bitch Jiang Lan.

Hum, a bitch born from a bitch is only worthy of paving the way for his daughter.

Ye Siyu's face was full of intoxication, her little face was flushed with excitement, her brows were dancing with joy, she regarded herself as a fairy beauty, and all the men fell under her pomegranate skirt.

But Leng Qirui's indifference made her feel very disappointed, and she couldn't help but approach him fondly, "Mr. Leng, am I beautiful today?"

She was so beloved, and all the famous men were surrounding her, so how could he be an exception? A burning desire to conquer ignited in her chest, and she secretly vowed to capture this man and make him surrender to her.

As for the immorality of robbing her sister's boyfriend, she doesn't consider it. Anything she likes will be snatched away.

Leng Qirui didn't even look at her, he drank alone and ignored her presence.

The bystanders laughed loudly, and the jealous women seized the opportunity to taunt her. No one came forward to say a word to her.

Ye Siyu poured down like a basin of cold water, her face turned the color of pig liver, and she was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

Chen Qiuyun's face changed greatly, and she felt very distressed. She quickly stepped forward to rescue her, "Silly girl, Mr. Rui is joking with you." She looked at the person hiding in the dark, waved her hand with a smile, "Qingting, come, follow Rui.

Master, say hello."

Only then did Ye Siyu remember what happened during the day. She lowered her face and glanced at her mother with an uncomprehending look. Chen Qiuyun made a calm gesture. She had to endure her anger and wait and see what happened.

Ye Qingting curled her lips calmly. This woman wanted to divert everyone's attention and harm her? She strolled out of the dark place, and everyone's eyes moved to her. Hey, she is the eldest lady of the Ye family? She is tall...
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