Chapter 143 Flying Flame Nianhua is the name of a couple
When Qiao Ran received the invitation for Jiang Jianqing's 88th birthday, the New Year was only three days away.
Jiang Jianqing, who has always been low-key, suffered a serious illness and was deeply afraid that his time was running out, so he agreed to his children's proposal to celebrate his 88th birthday.
Firstly, it leaves a souvenir for future generations, and secondly, when people grow old, they also crave excitement.
As a veteran general with a glorious life, Jiang Jianqing’s birthday gathered celebrities from both political and business circles.
Qiao Ran came to the birthday party as Jiang Jianqing's savior.
The person who sent the invitation said that Mr. Jiang wrote the invitation to her personally and arranged the seat on his right side, which showed his respect for Qiao Ran and made Qiao Ran absolutely sure to be there.
As Gu Sinian's female companion, Qiao Ran attended Mr. Jiang's birthday party with him.
When Qiao Ran and Gu Sinian appeared at the scene, there was a commotion on the scene.
"Isn't that Gu Sinian, the third young master of the Gu family in the Imperial City? Why did he come with Qiao Ran?"
"Flying Flames belongs to Gu Sinian. As the president of the company, isn't it normal for Qiao Ran to come with Gu Sinian?"
"I really didn't expect that the housewife who was disliked by Wen Shimo for three years would suddenly turn into a female boss in her golden years. It's really inspiring."
"What is her relationship with Gu Sinian now? Are they in love?"
"Yan and Ran both mean fire, and Feiyannianhua is the couple's names of Qiao Ran and Gu Sinian. They must be in love!"
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Most of the people who came to the birthday party were people from the political circles. Most of the ladies in the political circles were dignified and noble, with the aroma of books in their bones.
Although I was very curious to see a woman like Qiao Ran who was beyond their subconscious mind, she didn't use extremely harsh words like business ladies.
Wen Shimo, who was chatting with several people in important political positions, saw Qiao Ran walking in swayingly holding Gu Sinian's arm, his dark eyes darkened.
Today, Qiao Ran is wearing a burgundy cheongsam. The cheongsam is dotted with a few white orchids, which outlines Qiao Ran's curvaceous figure. Her temperament is delicate and charming, and it also makes her look cool and high-end.
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Wen Shimo never thought that Qiao Ran, dressed up in makeup, would be so hot and charming.
Looking at the long, fair and graceful legs that were slit to the top of her thighs and swaying with her hands and feet, Wen Shimo narrowed his eyes with a dangerous light.
"Mr. Wen, good evening, there is something I want to apologize to you for." Yu Xiaohuan stood in front of Wen Shimo and said with a somewhat self-reproaching voice.
"What's going on?" Wen Shimo looked at Yu Xiaohuan and asked gently.
This was the first time Wen Shimo looked at her squarely, and his gaze was so gentle that it made people indulge.
In the past, she and Wen Shimo always spoke in the presence of Song Wanqing, and Wen Shimo's gentle eyes were always on Song Wanqing.
At this moment, Wen Shimo looked at her, and Yu Xiaohuan felt that her heart was beating so fast that it was about to burst out of her throat.
"When I came out of the police station that day, I saw that Wan Qing was a little depressed, so I comforted her and told her that no matter what happened, Mr. Wen would face it with her and help her solve her difficulties.
But she was still depressed and not as optimistic as when she was in trouble before. I thought she would be fine after a night's rest, but I didn't expect that she would start a live broadcast when she got home to show her ambition.
As her good friend for so many years, when she was in a bad mood and I couldn't help her, I should find a way to inform Mr. Wen to persuade her.
I'm really sorry for causing such consequences because of my negligence." Yu Xiaohuan said with tears in her eyes and a voice full of regret and self-blame.
"If this can all be blamed on the young lady, then as my fiancé, if I did not accompany Wan Qing when she needed her the most, I would be an accomplice in Wan Qing's death, and I would have no shame in living in this world."
Wen Shimo's dark eyes were sad and his voice was lonely, which made the woman feel a soft pity in her heart.
"Mr. Wen, don't say that. We are all mortals and cannot predict people's hearts. We did not expect that Wan Qing would be troubled by this. You should not take all the blame on you. You are the person Wan Qing loves most. She sees you.
If you are not happy, you will also feel distressed." Yu Xiaohuan looked at Wen Shimo with distressed eyes to comfort him.
Wen Shimo also looked at Yu Xiaohuan with gentle eyes: "So Miss Yu should not take the blame on herself. You have been Wan Qing's friend for many years. She has a soul in heaven. She will feel sad when she sees you unhappy.
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Yu Xiaohuan, who was cared about by Wen Shimo, felt his heart beating like a deer.
"Okay, let's all be well, don't let Wan Qing worry!"
"Um."
"New Year will be celebrated soon. I wish Mr. Wen a Happy New Year in advance." Yu Xiaohuan said with a sweet smile.
Wen Shimo touched the champagne glass in Yu Xiaohuan's hand with the red wine glass in his hand: "I also wish Miss Yu a Happy New Year in advance."
When Wen Shimo took the initiative to clink glasses, Yu Xiaohuan felt as if she had won a happy lottery, and her face quickly turned red with embarrassment.
"Thank you, Mr. Wen. I won't delay Mr. Wen's entertainment."
"Wait a moment!"
Wen Shimo's deep and soft voice sounded behind Xiaohuan.
Yu Xiaohuan turned around and looked at Wen Shimo with a red face: "Mr. Wen, is there anything else?"
"I am short of a female companion tonight. Will Miss Yu be my female companion to relieve my embarrassment tonight?" Wen Shimo looked at Yu Xiaohuan with a smile in his deep eyes.
Wen Shimo smiled at her!
In the past few years of knowing Wen Shimo through Song Wanqing, Wen Shimo smiled at her for the first time.
Yu Xiaohuan felt that the heart in his chest was beating wildly uncontrollably, as if it was about to fly out of his throat.
"If Miss Yu doesn't want to, then forget it!" Seeing that Yu Xiaohuan didn't answer, Wen Shimo turned around lonely.
Yu Xiaohuan quickly stepped forward to hold Wen Shimo's hand, and said in an urgent voice: "I am willing, I am willing, I am willing to be Mr. Wen's female companion!"
Wen Shimo's dark gaze slowly fell from Yu Xiaohuan's face to her hand holding his.
Yu Xiaohuan thought she had done something wrong and quickly let go of Wen Shimo's hand.
"I'm sorry, aren't you..."
Before she could finish her words, Wen Shimo took her hand and put it on his arm.
"It's all your fault tonight, my female companion!"
Wen Shimo's deep and magnetic voice sounded, and Yu Xiaohuan felt as if an electric current had passed through her body. Her body became weak uncontrollably, and Wen Shimo led her towards a group of political bigwigs.
Several business ladies gathered together saw Wen Shimo and Yu Xiaohuan chatting and laughing with several people from the political circles, and all of them had envious and jealous looks in their eyes.
"Yu Xiaohuan is too mean. It's been less than a month since her best friend passed away and her bones are still cold. She actually seduced her good friend's fiancé. It's so shameless." Socialite No. 1 said.
"Aren't they, the intellectuals in the political circles, always pretentious and superior to others? Yu Xiaohuan's father is also a third-rank general, so why do they do such low things?" said socialite No. 2.
"Since Song Wanqing's death, Wen Shimo has become a playboy who plays games with the world. He just plays with Yu Xiaohuan." Socialite No. 3 said.
"That's right, she is Wen Shimo's bed warmer, and Wen Shimo will never marry her," said socialite No. 4.
"If Wen Shimo gives you the chance to warm the bed, do you want it?"
Several women thought it was their sisters who asked, and they all smiled and nodded.
"Of course I do. I'm willing to have a one-night stand with a handsome, handsome, and rich man like Wen Shimo, even if my life is shortened by ten years." Socialite No. 1 said.
"If I have to let Wen Shimo fuck you even if I lose ten years of my life, wouldn't you be even more shameless and despicable?" The woman's voice became cold and sarcastic.