The rain outside can be seen by the windowsill, and their figures fall on the transparent and clean window glass, which is clearly visible.

Jiang Yao looked at Qiao Si Nian with affectionate eyes, and her eyes were full of tenderness.

In the eyes of others, they are like loving couples, chatting casually.

Although Qiao Sinian was still used to being cold, Jiang Yao's face was particularly consistent with him.

"Evan, what's wrong with me? I still don't know where I am not likable, and what I give you is not enough?" Jiang Yao was drunk with a sarcastic curve at the corner of her lips, "I am my father's only daughter. Look, all this my father has will be mine in the future, mine... is it yours, isn't it?"

"Jiang Yao, fame and fortune are not the only ones I pursue, do you understand?" Qiao Sinian's face was unhappy.

"I understand, you people in the city can play and like pregnant women. Why don't I understand? They also like other people's children to be fathers, commonly known as 'Happy to be fathers', right?" Jiang Yao laughed softly, with sarcasm.

"Jiang Yao, you hope I will give you a face today. Then, you should know that respect is mutual, don't blame me for taking back what I just said."

"OK." Jiang Yao clicked and stopped talking. If you continue, Qiao Sinian was angry. "Evan, how do you think my skirt is like today? Does it look good?"

"Good."

"Then do you think I'm pretty?" Jiang Yao's eyes were affectionate and looked at Qiao Sinian softly, with burning eyes in her eyes.

With expectations, she waited for Qiao Sinian's answer, her lips curled up slightly.

"You've drunk too much." Qiao Sinian said lightly.

"I didn't drink too much. I had a good alcohol tolerance. Why didn't I praise me? Today's guests praised me for being good-looking, but I don't want them to praise me. I want you to praise me."

As he said that, Jiang Yao leaned forward and pressed against Qiao Sinian's shoulder.

She held the wine glass in one hand and tried to hook his neck with the other.

Qiao Sinian frowned and pressed her arm, not allowing her to take the next move.

"I'll send you to your room to rest," said Qiao Sinian.

"Praise me, praise me, otherwise I won't give up."

Qiao Sinian had no expression on her face. She glanced at her and responded: "You are the most beautiful one here."

"Really?" Jiang Yao became happy.

She let go of Qiao Sinian's hand, stepped on her high heels, and suddenly ran from the remote windowsill to the middle of the crowd, shouting happily: "Did you just hear it? My fiancé said I am the most beautiful woman in the audience!"

Qiao Sinian shook his head, with a faint anger in his eyes.

He doesn't like this behavior that ignores his feelings.

The crowd was boiling, and many people started to make excitement.

Today was the home court of the Jiang family, and guests echoed: "Ms. Jiang is of course the most beautiful, but the famous flowers have their masters, so we can only watch."

"Miss Jiang and Mr. Evan are good-looking, not to mention how pleasing to the eye."

"Miss Jiang, dance a dance!"

Under the light of the crystal lantern, Jiang Yao was like a little princess with stars holding the moon, focusing on the audience's gaze.

Of course, there were also eyes coming to Qiao Sinian, but when he saw Qiao Sinian's expressionlessness, he looked away.

The crowd was making excitement, and some people even picked rose petals and sprinkled them on Jiang Yao.

Under the gorgeous light, Jiang Yao held the hem of the skirt and smiled at everyone.

She enjoyed the feeling of attention.
Chapter completed!