[Lan Yan flies away before she gets jealous] 6

At times like this, Tong Xiaotian certainly would not stand idly by and watch her sister being bullied.

But when I walked over and took a look, it seemed that Tong Wantian had not suffered any loss.

I felt an undercurrent surging around the table, looking at Tong Wantian's indifference and Tong Wenling's enthusiasm to stay.

Tong Xiaotian felt that in order to avoid the Tong Group's housewarming banquet and avoid being triggered by emergencies, he had to sit down and calm down.[

After the waiter added the stools, he quickly brought a set of clean tableware.

"Try it, this is delicious!" Tong Wantian knew that Tong Xiaotian didn't like sweets, but she couldn't help but show off her new discovery.

As a result, Tong Xiaotian actually ate one, and nodded and said: "It's delicious."

"Does Lingling like it? If so, can you ask the chef uncle to make a new one for Lingling and take it back?" Tong Xiaotian tapped Tong Wenling's little nose and asked with a smile.

"Let's take this back! The teacher said: Who knows how hard it is to make every meal on the plate!!" Tong Yuanling pointed at the 'golden dumplings' in front of her and said very seriously, her rosy little face was like a watercress.

Because the little mouth was a little greasy, it turned bright red.

"Haha, Lingling is so good! But don't do this! The sisters at the table haven't eaten yet!" Tong Xiaotian laughed.

"Sisters like to eat, they are not sisters, they don't like to eat!" Tong Wenling looked at Tong Wantian with a smile, then swept her little hand on the table, directly denying a large amount.

The beauties whose appetites had just been aroused by Tong Xiaotian's words of "delicious" and who wanted to taste the "golden dumplings" suddenly changed color on their faces.

...Oh! Together they are all foils!

Until the end of the banquet, Liu Yale didn't say a word. Her fiery eyes kept scanning the faces of Tong Wantian and Tong Xiaotian, and she glanced at Tong Wenling from time to time.

Tong Xiaotian's gentle appearance as a big boy did not cause Liu Yale to continue to follow the nymphomaniac.

Because Tong Xiaotian is not Liu Yale's dish, too young, not mature enough, too gentle, not cool enough.

After the banquet, everyone left the table, rested, had afternoon tea, changed clothes, put on makeup and powder...

Everyone is preparing for the dance party in the evening, which is the highlight of the day.

It is said that the arrangement of the dance was, on the one hand, the end of the Tong family's housewarming, and, on the other hand, it was to welcome a certain big shot.

As for what kind of big shot he is, some people secretly speculate:

The eldest son of the Situ family, the richest man in China.

At only thirty years old, he controls more than fifty percent of the Situ family's economic lifeline.

Others speculated:[

The successor of the Ruskett family who has surpassed the oil tycoons and controls more than 40% of the world's oil industry.

This legendary hypothesis is listed as a conjecture.

It's entirely because of Tong's Group's position in China's oil industry.

But what kind of big shot is he?

The dance will start on time at eight o'clock in the evening, and everyone is eagerly looking forward to it.

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I can finally go home and catch up on some sleep. Dances and the like are not attractive to Tong Wantian at all.

If there was a fighting competition or something like that, Tong Wantian would be very happy to join in.

But wearing high heels and twisting and twisting while standing on the dance floor...

Uh!~~~Tong Wantian is a little stunned, so let’s forget it!
Chapter completed!