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   "I just want to tell you that Jiang Weiyang is just thinking about Huo Yichen, Miss Murong thinks too much." Feng Xinyao forced a smile.

  She didn't expect Murong Qiao to be unaffected by what she said just now, but to choke herself instead.

   Murong Qiao raised her eyes and stared at her, as if she could see through Feng Xinyao's thoughts.

  She relaxed, "Okay, then I know."

  The words were agreed casually, like some trivial matter.

  It was completely different from what Feng Xinyao imagined.

  She didn't intend to help sincerely at first, but what she wanted to see more was Murong Qiao's confrontation with Shang Jiang Weiyang, and then she would reap the benefits of being a fisherman.

  Unfortunately, Murong Qiao didn't cooperate with her at all.

   "Know what? Know that Jiang Weiyang is going to steal your boyfriend away?" Feng Xinyao asked deliberately.

  She looked at Murong Qiao's complexion, trying to find some flaws in her face.

  Feng Xinyao only felt that Murong Qiao was deliberately supporting her in front of her, and the smile on her face was even bigger.

   Seeing that Murong Qiao was unhappy, she was very happy.

  At this time, the banquet was less than halfway through, and it was late in the evening. It was dark outside and the scene inside the house was even more beautiful and luxurious. Under the bright lights, the young master and young lady were having fun.

   On the other side, Jiang Weiyang is looking for Huo Yichen.

  Before she came to Huo Yichen, she changed into a beautiful dress on purpose. The way she smiled captivated many people's hearts and followed her. She was sweet, lovely, and charming.

  Huo Yichen was staying at the corner of the banquet, with a cold face, I don't know how many daughters of gold have been persuaded to leave.

  Jiang Weiyang plucked up the courage and stepped over to talk to him.

   "I just found out that you majored in finance," she said with a smile on Yan Yan, "I recently got some money in the stock market, but I also want to study it, just so-"

  Jiang Weiyang couldn't see any trace of anger just now on his face, as if nothing had happened.

   "It's not exactly right." Huo Yichen interrupted.

  He looked at Jiang Weiyang, there was no emotion in his eyes. "If Ms. Jiang wants to seek advice, she can naturally seek professional advice."

  He directly dismissed Jiang Weiyang's words, without any regard for the other party's face.

  Huo Yichen thought that what he showed just now was obvious enough, but Jiang Weiyang's behavior made him realize that some people can't get rid of by showing rejection.

   "I think Mr. Huo is better than those so-called professionals." Jiang Weiyang praised instead.

  She seemed unable to understand the meaning of Huo Yichen's words, and walked up to him to praise him for his strength.

  Jiang Weiyang's face turned reddish, "I'm interested in finance, but it's a pity that I don't have enough talent."

   "I lost a lot before..." She blushed, as if she was embarrassed to mention her dark history.

  But with the intention of showing off, Jiang Weiyang talked about her experience in the stock market, and attracted people around to listen.

   "Miss Jiang is too modest. If I remember correctly, the stocks you bought the day before yesterday must have made a profit." Someone nearby said.

   "Yes, if Miss Jiang's talent is not considered good, then wouldn't we lose all our fortunes?"

   "That's what you said, how dare you compare yourself with others? It's just your poor grades."

   "Genius aside, she's also pretty..."

   Several people in the crowd saw that the opportunity was coming, but they praised it one after another.

   Flattery and flattery are always compulsory courses for them, and these words can be praised so that people's hearts are full of joy.

  They are all the same age, what everyone said makes Jiang Weiyang shine.

   "In this case, Miss Jiang doesn't need to ask me for advice." Huo Yichen rejected her previous words.

  He managed to find a clean place, but now it was broken by Jiang Weiyang's arrival.

  He frowned slightly, put the wine glass in his hand on the table next to him with a displeased expression, and planned to leave.

   Murong Qiao had been going to the bathroom for a while, and Huo Yichen had a hunch that something happened to the other party, otherwise it would not have been so long.

  Jiang Weiyang was unwilling to let him go, "Young Master Huo?"

  She deliberately turned around and stood in front of Huo Yichen, forcing him to stop.

   "Is it dissatisfied with the wine?" Jiang Weiyang thought that he was unhappy because of the wine.

  Huo Yichen looked at her, "Alcohol is fine."

   "I just hate being disturbed," he said bluntly, "Besides, you just said that stocks lose money, and losses are naturally common."

   "But in my opinion, only those who are self-righteous and feel that they can play with their interests in their hands will face excessive losses." He was not polite.

  Jiang Weiyang looked stunned, Huo Yichen's words only made her face burn, and the self-satisfaction that had just risen in her heart was suppressed again.

  It is not the first time that she feels that Huo Yichen is so incomprehensible, and she sinks the courage she finally mustered up again.

  Jiang Weiyang recalled in his mind again, just now he saw Huo Yichen's tenderness towards Murong Qiao.

   "Mr. Huo's words are a bit harsh. Who can say the stock market?"

   "Ms. Jiang is young after all, whoever plays stocks will not lose money..."

  People around intend to solve the situation, they don't want to embarrass Jiang Weiyang.

  But Huo Yichen had gone far away, leaving only a bunch of people frantically comforting Jiang Weiyang.

  Murong Qiao didn't come to find him for a long time, Huo Yichen was worried, and walked through the crowd to find the other party's figure.

  Relying on his height advantage, he crossed the middle of the banquet and saw Murong Qiao at a glance, but as soon as he walked over, he heard another female voice.

   "It's not impossible to empathize with someone else, right? Miss Jiang is so pretty, it's normal for Huo Yichen to be tempted." Feng Xinyao stood opposite Murong Qiao.

  She just felt that Murong Qiao was pretending to be indifferent, so she kept talking to stimulate her, trying to break her annoying calm shell, but she didn't realize that the person she was speaking was standing behind.

   "Transfer love?" Huo Yichen said.

  He suddenly made a sound, which startled Feng Xinyao, and even the smug expression on his face froze, wanting to laugh but distorted, as if the color palette was overturned and turned into chaos, it was ridiculous.

  She quickly defended, "No...I mean..."

  Feng Xinyao imagined countless possibilities, but she never thought that Huo Yichen would appear here.

  Where is Jiang Weiyang and her? Didn't you mean to please Huo Yichen?

  She scolded Jiang Weiyang secretly in her heart, and raised a smile that was uglier than crying, trying to restore her image.

   "I just wanted to help Miss Murong, it was all a misunderstanding..." Feng Xinyao looked embarrassed.

   But facing Huo Yichen's eyes who seemed to be able to see everything, Feng Xinyao silenced her voice while talking.

   Murong Qiao didn't say much, and only thought Feng Xinyao was a clown.

   Just seeing her being speechless at the moment, she couldn't help laughing out loud, as if mocking her ugly appearance.

  She was the most unbearable, her ugly appearance was all exposed in front of Huo Yichen.

   This is probably the most uncomfortable part for Feng Xinyao.

  Huo Yichen's arrival caused the eyes of the surrounding people to glance over here, which obviously attracted attention.

   "It's ridiculous to judge other people's feelings unscrupulously, if this is considered helpful." He was merciless. "I didn't expect people like you to come in at the banquet."

  For Huo Yichen, etiquette is to respect those who have quality, which obviously does not include Feng Xinyao.

  Murong Qiao is too lazy to talk to Feng Xinyao, but it doesn't mean that Huo Yichen doesn't talk.

  Feng Xinyao's face turned blue and purple, "Sorry..."

  She tried to say something, but when she raised her head to open her mouth, she saw that Huo Yichen had already walked away with Murong Qiao.