I Became A Hit After My Divorce! Chapter 362: Invite You to a Dance

Chapter 362: Invite You to a Dance

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

He Rong lay low. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to do anything, but she didn’t dare to because her son’s a.s.sistant had come over to warn her just now. If she dared to cause trouble, he would immediately make an announcement to sever ties with her.

If her son really cut ties with her, how could she have so much money to squander?

Although the He family also gave her money, they knew their limits. As long as it wasn’t too much, she could ask for money anytime and anywhere from her son.

More importantly, she knew that the Qiao family had also been invited today, and since Qiao Qiao was already here, was Qiao Feng still far away?

He Rong had a perverted obsession with Qiao Feng. She felt that if she didn’t sleep with that man once in her life, she would definitely die with grievances.

Thinking of Qiao Feng and looking at Shan Huaming in front of him, she suddenly felt that he was an eyesore no matter how she looked at him. She suddenly regretted bringing him over.

“Darling, do you want anything else to eat?” Shan Huaming served He Rong eagerly. After all, if he hadn’t slept with this woman on such an occasion, he might not have come into contact with her for the rest of his life.

“No.” He Rong glanced at Shan Huaming. “I’ve brought you to broaden your perspectives. You can go back first.”

“Huh?”

“Go back to the hotel and wait for me first.” He Rong smiled. “I have to talk to the Nangong family about my son’s shares. That’s all money.”

“Okay.” Shan Huaming looked around. Actually, he wanted to fit in too. Unfortunately, after listening to their conversation just now, he didn’t understand at all. Therefore, he had long wanted to leave. Since He Rong had spoken, he couldn’t wait.

“How obedient. Wait for me.” He Rong reached out and patted Shan Huaming’s face. “Go.” Before she slept with Qiao Feng, this man could still be used.

Shan Huaming looked around again, his eyes flas.h.i.+ng with determination. One day, he would definitely chat and laugh with these people.

After the man left, He Rong puffed out her chest, picked up a gla.s.s of red wine, and swayed towards Nangong Rongyao.

When everyone saw He Rong coming over, they subconsciously moved aside, their eyes dark.

Nangong Rongyao’s expression darkened as he turned to leave.

“Nangong Rongyao, why are you leaving?” He Rong smiled. “No matter what, I’m still a guest. Shouldn’t you treat me well as a host?”

“The female guests will naturally be entertained by me, the mistress.” Wen Jia walked over. “Lady He, this way please.”

“I just want to invite Mr. Nangong to dance.” He Rong smiled at Wen Jia. “Don’t tell me you won’t allow this too, Young Lady Wen?”

“How can that be?” Wen Jia shook her hand, but her expression was still calm. “It’s just that my husband is tired and we’re preparing to go back and rest, so I’m very sorry.” As she spoke, she went over and held Nangong Rongyao’s arm. “Also, please call me Madam Nangong in the future. Hubby, let’s go.”

Nangong Rongyao exhaled and followed Wen Jia out.

“Aiya, I have a few photos.” He Rong lowered her voice slightly when the couple pa.s.sed by her. “Twenty years ago, on a rainy night, a girl was sent flying with a bang…

Wen Jia’s expression changed and she turned to look at her husband. Nangong Rongyao’s expression changed. “He Rong, you…”

“Dance?” He Rong was still smiling brightly. “Waltz, my favorite..”