Chapter 362 0362: Please dance

He Rong was honest. It was not that she didn't want to do anything, but that she didn't dare, because her son's assistant came over to warn her that if she dared to make trouble, he would dare to issue an announcement to sever the relationship immediately.

If her son really cut off relations with her, how could she have so much money to squander?

Although the He family also gave her money, she had a lot of money after all. Only her son can be here. As long as it is not too much, she can ask for money anytime and anywhere.

More importantly, she knew that the Qiao family was also invited today, and Qiao Qiao has arrived, so is Qiao Feng still far away?

He Rong has a perverted obsession with Qiao Feng and He Rong. She felt that if she didn't sleep with that man once in her life, she would definitely die with peace of mind.

Thinking of Qiao Feng, looking at Shan Huaming in front of him again, I suddenly felt that no matter how I looked at him, I suddenly regretted bringing him over.

"Dear, what else do you want to eat?" Shan Huaming served He Rong diligently. After all, if he hadn't been involved in such an occasion, he might not have been able to contact him for the rest of his life.

"No." He Rong glanced at Shan Huaming, "I'll take you to see you too, so you can go back first."

"ah?"

"You go back to the hotel and wait for me first." He Rong curled her red lips, "I have to talk to the Nangong family about my son's shares, it's all money."

"Okay." Shan Huaming glanced around. In fact, he wanted to integrate into it. Unfortunately, after listening to the conversation, he didn't understand at all, so he had actually wanted to leave. Since He Rong spoke, he was eager to do so.

"So good, wait for me." He Rong reached out and patted Shan Huaming's face, "Go." Before he slept until Qiao Feng, this man could make do with it.

Shan Huaming looked around again, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes. One day, he would definitely chat and laugh with these people.

When the man left, He Rong then straightened her chest, then picked up a glass of red wine, and walked towards Nangong Rongyao in a swaying manner.

When everyone saw He Rong coming, they subconsciously dodged a path and their eyes became dim and dim.

Nangong Rongyao's face darkened and he turned around and was about to leave.

"Nangong Rongyao, why are you leaving?" He Rong smiled, "Why do you say I am a guest too? Shouldn't you, the host, entertain you?"

"Of course, I, the hostess, will be entertained by the hostess." Wen Jia walked over, "Please please, Miss He."

"I just want to invite Mr. Nangong to dance." He Rong smiled at Wen Jia, "You don't know how to do this and you don't allow it, right? Miss Wen?"

"How could it be?" Wen Jia held his hand, but his face was still calm. "It's just that my husband is tired, and we are going to go back and rest, so, I'm sorry." He said that and took Nangong Rongyao's arm, "Also, please call me Mrs. Nangong, husband, go."

Nangong Rongyao breathed a sigh of relief and followed Wen Jia out.

"Oh, there are two photos in my place." He Rong lowered her voice slightly as the couple passed by her, "Twenty years ago, a rainy night, a girl was knocked away with a bang..."

Wen Jia's face changed and she turned her head to look at her husband.

Nangong Rongyao's face also changed: "He Rong, you..."

"Dancing?" He Rong still smiled like a flower, "Waltz, I like it the most."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!