The whole person cannot be described with just four words: miserable.
The Song family did not receive an invitation, and Song Yayue also sneaked in by virtue of her status as a senior executive.
In addition, everyone had heard about the incident between the Gu family and the Song family a few days ago. She was used to being arrogant and domineering, and she had offended many people in the past.
For a while, no one came forward.
"what happened."
Luo Wanqing finally shook off Song Yayue and walked to Gu Lanchen's side, but before he could speak, the people on the ground complained first.
I saw Song Yayue with her hair disheveled and going crazy. The eldest lady who was once on the altar was now in a trance like a water ghost.
"Luo Wanqing, you are such a cruel and vicious woman, you actually pulled me to the side of the swimming pool and pushed me down!"
A basin of dirty water was poured cleanly, and at this moment Luo Wanqing began to wonder if this person was really drunk.
The next second.
The little snow-white hands held something in their hands and lifted it up, and then a voice spread to every corner.
"Luo Wanqing, do you dare to go out with me? Do you dare?"
"Luo Wanqing, let's compete. Whoever loses will leave Gu Lanchen."
"..."
Paranoid, crazy, unreasonable...
"Luo Wanqing, how dare you do this to me!"
Her beautiful little face was tightly tensed, and on a night like this, she had a unique sense of sharp beauty.
"Do you think this is the end?"
The recorder beeped, and after a while, there was a conversation between a woman and a man.
Song Yayue changed her face almost instantly and rushed over in a panic, "Stop, stop!"
"The photos have been taken, one hundred thousand yuan each, eight photos in total."
"Send it first to see if that bitch Luo Wanqing's face is clearly captured."
"..."
The weird and weird conversation reached everyone's ears, and Luo Wanqing smiled faintly.
"Song Yayue, does this recording sound familiar?"
"I don't understand, I don't understand... I don't understand, I drank too much! I want to go home!"
Lowering his body, Luo Wanqing grabbed Song Yayue with a small hand and raised her chin fiercely.
Luo Wanqing smiled softly while Song Yayue pushed the broken hair away from her face. Her smile was so full that Song Yayue felt her bones go cold.
"Miss Song, don't be so excited, I just want to thank you."
"After all, the exposure of my second uncle and I was all due to you entrusting the paparazzi to follow us."
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was in an uproar, and the recording just now was also explained.
"It's just that I don't know. At that time, the Gu family and the Song family were happy working partners. For your own selfish purposes, you did not hesitate to risk the plummeting of Gu's stock to publish the photos."
"Tsk, Miss Song grew up in the Song family. She should know very well that in this era of high-speed information, brand image and public opinion can easily affect a company."
As Youyou spoke, the smile on Luo Wanqing's lips grew even wider.
"Or is it that the Song family has been at the forefront of public opinion all year round, and Miss Song is used to it, so she thinks it doesn't matter?"
In a few words, when Luo Wanqing stepped on Song Yayue, he did not forget to drag the Song family into the water.
Feeling that the eyes of the people around her were gradually becoming disgusted, she turned her head again and turned to her side.
Compared with Song Yayue who was in a miserable state on the ground, Luo Wanqing was dressed in a white dress and stood tall.
I saw that little hand picking up the wine glass on the waiter's tray and raising it slightly.
"Since everyone is here, I will take up another two minutes of your time. I don't really like the stage speech part, so everyone can have a coherent and happy time."
"First of all, thank you very much for taking the time out of your busy schedule to attend my birthday party. Luo is very honored. Secondly..."
The beautiful little face was raised, and the moonlight seemed to coat Luo Wanqing with a thin layer of silver.
Their eyes met, affectionate, and Luo Wanqing curled her lips.
"Secondly, I would like to thank my favorite boyfriend for the birthday party that was carefully prepared for me."
"There will be a long time in the future, and we will meet again. Whether it is work or life, I will give you a lot of advice."
After saying this, Luo Wanqing drank the champagne in his hand.
His big hands touched her waist, and Gu Lanchen hugged her tightly, cooperating to declare his sovereignty.
There was a burst of applause and cheers, and Luo Wanqing was flooded with praise and blessings.
The prosperity faded away, and everyone returned to the warehouse one after another.
Only the water ghost on the deck was still lying there.
I saw Song Yayue's beautiful little hands with manicures tightly clasping the wooden board, her eyes cold, as if she wanted to kill someone.
She gritted her teeth and spoke in a scary tone.
"Luo Wanqing, today's matter will not end so easily. Just wait, wait..."
...
As the banquet came to an end, Luo Wanqing followed Gu Lanchen onto the bow of the ship.
Taking in the starry sky in front of his eyes, his little head landed firmly on Gu Lanchen's shoulders.
"Second uncle, thank you for your birthday gift. I like it very much."
Gu Lanchen was about to speak but stopped. After thinking for a while, he said calmly, "You're welcome."
For a moment, he rubbed Luo Wanqing's furry little head with his big hands.
"What happened to you tonight?" Song Yayue asked.
Raising his head, Luo Wanqing pursed his lips and said, "Keep pretending."
She didn't believe he didn't know.
Luo Wanqing received the recording yesterday, and also learned yesterday that the Weibo turmoil was all caused by Song Yayue.
Song Yayue originally wanted to keep the photos as a weapon and threaten Luo Wanqing at the right time. Perhaps Luo Wanqing slapped her a few times and made her anxious, so she immediately threw out all the photos like a dog.
I planned to take care of Song Yayue in the future, but I never thought that she would actually come to my door tonight. Adhering to the idea of "everyone who comes is a guest", Luo Wanqing simply took advantage of his plan.
"Song Yayue should be so angry. I originally wanted to use the pressure of public opinion to force you to break up. I didn't expect this generation of netizens to be so peaceful. We even have fans who are super angry."
Looking down at the aura in Luo Wanqing's eyes, which was like dots of starlight, Gu Lanchen couldn't help but feel suffocated.
He held his head with one hand and looked back at her.
"You are also bold, so you are not afraid that Song Yayue will really drag Bi into the water."
"Then I have to be the most beautiful lotus in the audience."
It was windy at night, and when Luo Wanqing got home, steaming ginger tea was already on the table.
After taking off his shoes, Luo Wanqing knelt down in front of the coffee table.
A pair of small hands gently grasped the cup, and she took a sip.
Immediately he let out a long sigh.
"Ah - so warm -"
"Why are you sitting down?"
Gu Lanchen tried to pull the person up, but his eyes were locked by a flash of red.
He frowned and looked at his slightly bruised feet, "What's going on?"
"Oh, um... I haven't worn high heels for a long time. I'm a little uncomfortable with it. That's just my skin. Don't worry about it."
Why did Gu Lanchen not care about this?
Gu Lanchen took off his coat and went to find the medical kit.
He grabbed Luo Wanqing's armpits with both hands and put him firmly on the sofa.
"You're nine years old, and you're still not worried."
"Second uncle, I am already nineteen years old and two hours old."
After a quick glance, Gu Lanchen hit the nail on the head, "It's not an exaggeration to say that the age you need to take care of yourself is three years old."
Luo Wanqing shrank his head and remained silent.
After a while, she moved her feet forward sensibly.