I Became A Hit After My Divorce!

Chapter 362 0362: Please dance

He Rong was honest, not because she didn't want to do anything, but because she didn't dare, because just now her son's assistant came to warn her that if she dared to toss, he would dare to immediately issue an announcement to cut off the relationship.

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

Although the He family also gave her money, but after all, there are a lot of them. Only the son is here. As long as it is not excessive, he can ask for money anytime, anywhere.

More importantly, she knew that the Qiao family was also invited today, and Qiao Qiao has already come, so is Qiao Feng still far away?

For Qiao Feng, He Rong has a perverted obsession. She feels that if she doesn't sleep with that man once in her life, she will definitely die.

Thinking of Qiao Feng, and looking at Shan Huaming in front of him, he suddenly felt that it was not pleasing to the eye, and he suddenly regretted bringing him here.

"Dear, what else do you want to eat?" Shan Huaming served He Rong very attentively. After all, in such an occasion, if it wasn't for this woman, he might never have contact with him for the rest of his life.

"No." He Rong glanced at Shan Huaming, "The world has also shown you, so you can go back first."

"what?"

"You go back to the hotel and wait for me." He Rong hooked his red lips, "I have to talk to the Nangong family about my son's shares. It's all money."

"Okay." Shan Huaming glanced around. In fact, he also wanted to get involved. Unfortunately, he just listened to the content of other people's conversations, and he didn't understand at all, so he actually wanted to leave a long time ago. Since He Rong When he opened his mouth, he couldn't help it.

"Good boy, wait for me." He Rong reached out and patted Shan Huaming's face, "Go." Before Qiao Feng fell asleep, this man could still do it.

Shan Huaming glanced around again, and there was a flash of determination in his eyes. One day, he will definitely chat and laugh with these people.

After the man left, He Rong puffed out his chest, then picked up a glass of red wine, and walked towards Nangong Glory swayingly.

When everyone saw He Rong coming, they all subconsciously avoided a path, and their eyes became dark and unclear.

Nangong Glory's face sank, and he turned to leave.

"Nangong Glory, why are you leaving?" He Rong smiled, "How can I say that I'm also a guest, shouldn't you be a host?"

"The female guest is naturally entertained by my hostess." Wen Jia came over, "Miss He, please come here."

"I just want to invite Mr. Nangong to do a dance." He Rong smiled at Wen Jia, "You don't know this and don't allow it? Miss Wen?"

"How could it be?" Wen Jia shook her hand, but her face was still indifferent, "It's just that my husband is tired and we're going to go back to rest, so I'm sorry." Then she took Nangong Honor's arm, "Also, please call me Madam Nangong, husband, let's go."

Nangong Honor took a breath and followed Wen Jia out.

"Oh, there are two photos in my place." He Rong lowered his voice slightly when the couple passed by her, "Twenty years ago, on a rainy night, a girl was knocked away with a bang. now..."

Wen Jia's face changed, and she turned to look at her husband.

Nangong Glory's expression also changed: "He Rong, you..."

"Dancing?" He Rong was still smiling, "Waltz, I like it the most."