After rebirth, I became a drug addict of the paranoid boss

Chapter 387 Your Wanwan, Here Comes

"Hyan,"

Joan Meimou quickly searched around the field, then approached He Yan and asked in a low voice.

"How about tonight?"

she comes here.

But it's all to protect her baby, Wanwan.

Because of being too close, Joan's warm breath sprayed on Heyan's ear, and there was a tingling sensation.

At this moment, he subconsciously expected those red lips to get closer.

After reacting, He Yan was taken aback by his sudden thought.

But fortunately, Joan didn't notice anything unusual.

While observing the hall, he waited for Heyan's answer.

"Shiwan represents the Fu family, so they won't arrive so early,"

He Yan's face was still indifferent, as if nothing happened just now.

"But it's too soon."

It was just the slightly hot and red ears, but it reminded him that what he thought just now was not an illusion.

Fortunately, from Joan's perspective, he couldn't see it at all.

The two talked normally, but in the eyes of others, they were extremely ambiguous and intimate.

"This woman looks pure, but she has means."

"Who says it's not? The current appearance of Qingqing and me may be deliberately made to swear an oath of sovereignty."

"This woman doesn't look like she's from the entertainment industry, but she probably isn't from Kyoto either. I've never seen her at any banquet."

If Qiao An heard these words, she would definitely feel that these women's imaginations were richer than that of a web writer.

This is her hooked on He Yan?

Sure enough, it's all the way.

The others didn't know Qiao An, but Jiang Qingtong did.

Holding the wine glass, she slowly walked towards Qiao An and He Yan under the eyes of everyone.

"Boss He—"

When He Yan saw Jiang Qingtong walking over, a look of disgust flashed in his eyes.

But today is Jiang Qingtong and Fu Tingchuan's home game after all, so it's not good for him to directly make her look bad.

Of course, the premise is that this woman can be sensible and don't ask for trouble.

"This is Jiang Qingtong, the eldest lady of the Jiang family."

He Yan held Qiao An's waist, and introduced Jiang Qingtong quickly and in a low voice.

"It's also the protagonist of this banquet."

Jiang Qingtong.

Joan understood instantly, and looked at the woman who was walking.

It turns out that this is the vicious female supporting role in Wanwan's life script at this stage.

It looks good, but the brain is not so good.

"Miss Jiang,"

He Yan held up the red wine glass, gestured to Jiang Qingtong and raised his lips.

"Happy engagement."

Happy engagement.

The simple four-character blessing froze the smile on Jiang Qingtong's face for a moment.

Forget about the others.

After all, He Yan was Fu Tingchen's best friend, and he was fully present at the birthday party.

His blessing was nothing but embarrassment to her.

"Thanks,"

Jiang Qingtong took a sip of the red wine in the glass, immediately changed the topic to Qiao An and smiled.

"Who is this?"

Hearing this, the people around also pricked up their ears curiously.

"This is Joan, Miss Jo,"

The smile on He Yan's face remained unchanged.

"It's also the female companion I specially invited tonight. This is Jiang Qingtong, Miss Jiang."

female companion.

Obviously the same as Shi Wan, he is another guy who comes to climb the golden branch.

Jiang Qingtong sneered in his heart, just about to speak.

"Ms. Jiang, hello,"

Qiao An first showed Jiang Qingtong a decent and distant smile.

"No, you are engaged to Mr. Fu Tingchuan, it should be Mrs. Fu,"

She generously raised the red wine in her hand and touched it, her face full of sincerity.

"Mrs. Fu, you and Mr. Fu Tingchuan are really a match made in heaven. Happy engagement."

Isn't it just stabbing a knife?

She is very good at it.

The smile on Jiang Qingtong's face could not be maintained, and the hand holding the red wine glass gradually turned white due to too much force.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to fight back, there was another commotion at the door.

"It's Madam Fu."

"Mrs. Fu is here."

There is only one person who can be called Mrs. Fu.

Heyan looked at Joan and said in a low voice.

"Your Wanwan, come here."

Outside the door, a figure walked in with Tingting.

Jiang Qingtong's complexion instantly became extremely difficult to see.