Hmm?
How can she have the nerve that she is a distant mistress of Chu Fei and that girl is Mrs. Chu’s illusion?
Song Anqiao shook his head aura this thing really can deter people.
Section 22
After everyone left, Song Anqiao’s eyes were soft and sweet. "Why do I think you have a problem with that princess Anna?"
ChuFei far light smile long arm around her shoulder eyes with deep feeling "silly Qiao Mei you think too much".
Song anqiao beat himself up. "Really?"
Chu Fei is far from primly "yes"
Princess Anna wants to marry Bella by suppressing Chu’s family. He has four words here.
Not negotiable
He chose and will always be Song Anjiao.
However, offending the princess will make Chu suffer a great impact in the European market, but he will do his best to save it in other ways.
But …
There seems to be some difficulty
Song anqiao frowned and didn’t believe in Chu Fei’s distant words, but he couldn’t find a reason not to believe. Forget it. Everything is Chu Fei’s far away. She just needs to follow him quietly.
Although it’s a royal banquet, it’s actually an engagement party for Chris King Shi Youdi.
When King Chris came in holding Shi Youdi hand in hand, the feast reached its climax. Two newlyweds toasted at random in front, and Shi Youdi smiled at Song Anqiao a little defiantly.
Taiwan Song Anqiao drank half a mouthful of fruity drink, and his expression was faint. He felt that Shi Youshi was naive.
After the engagement party, there will be a musical dance to enjoy.
Shi Youshen invited Chu Feiyuan on purpose. Before the music dance, she winked at one of the men with western faces.
The man got up slowly after receiving her signal and said politely to Chu Feiyuan, "I heard that Mr. Chu is very good at fencing. I wonder if I can learn from you."
As soon as his words came out, other men present immediately whispered in response. In fact, these nobles had already seen the dance, and if there were other projects, they would definitely be happy to watch it.
King Chris suddenly became interested when he heard this. "Why don’t we withdraw from the dance and have a sports competition?"
Shi Youshi turned her eyes and took a look at the resentment in Kesley’s heart. Damn it, if it should become a sports competition, it wouldn’t be Chu Feiyuan who performed alone for them to watch the fun.
"Chu, what do you think?" Chris looked up at ChuFei far for his advice.
Song Anqiao was worried that he would secretly pull La Chufei’s far corner to signal him not to attend.
ChuFei far ChuiShou light sweep to Song Anqiao hold her cool little hand whispered "Qiao Mei nothing don’t worry".
Then his eyes looked faintly at Chris’s thin lips and said "can"
Chapter 39 You will regret it
As soon as Chu Fei promised Chris, he immediately asked someone to arrange the venue and book two sports competitions.
Fencing and equestrian
Two elegant aristocratic movements
Song anqiao sat on the stage and watched nervously as he dressed up and held his sword.
Chu Fei seems to feel that she is worried about her eyes tilting and smiling. "Qiao Mei can rest assured for a while and focus on how your husband wins."
Song anqiao barely smiled.
Chu Fei wore a fencing mask far away, and Song Anqiao suddenly picked up his heart.
Zhuo Wen sat on one side with a deep voice. "Madam, relax. No one has beaten Chu’s total fencing today."
Song anqiao didn’t rest assured, but pulled even tighter.
Fencing Song Anqiao’s eyes have been closely following Chu Feiyuan. When he makes a move, he is elegant and cruel, making his opponent retreat from parry.
Chu Fei won the first game easily in less than a minute.
Song anqiao looked at a little relief.
It turns out that he is so good that she has nothing to worry about.
Perhaps because she was too nervous, Song Anqiao wanted to wash her hands. After a while, she couldn’t hold back. Zhuo Wen whispered, "I’ll wash my hands."
Zhuowenwei nodded silently.
Go out of the venue and ask the waiter to wash his hands. Song Anqiao is a little dizzy. Turn left, turn right and then turn left. Then …
Song anqiao’s eyes help
The waiter looked at her expression, "Miss, let me take you there."
Song anqiao grateful nodded.
About three minutes later, Song Anqiao went out to wash his hands.
"Hello, miss." Wash your hands and wait outside.
Song anqiao looked at him and frowned, wondering as if he had brought her here, not the waiter, but it seemed to be.
Song anqiao comforted herself that she had confused people, and she had some face blindness to western faces.
The waiter led her forward and turned to a room.
"This …"
