She had fawned over Qin Shu and begged Qin Shu for several days to get these two invitations. She was still a little aggrieved at first, but now she felt really proud.
"Why didn't you tell me in advance? You know I don't like to come to such occasions." Shen Jingjue tightened his jawline and his brows were cold.
"Brother Jingju, my level is not high enough. I'm afraid I can't ask Ms. Wen Qiang to help me make clothes. That's why I asked you to come over. Wen Qiang will definitely agree if you come forward..."
Seeing that the man's expression was different, Jin Enrou hurriedly explained timidly, "I'm sorry...did I cause you trouble?"
"In the future, you can tell me directly about this kind of thing, and I will send someone to solve it. You don't have to come in person." Shen Jingjue's tone was slightly gentler.
"I know, brother Jingju..."
At this time, familiar footsteps came from behind.
Crisp, capable, elegant and calm.
Shen Jing felt Mo Tong tremble violently and turned around.
In the bright afternoon sun, amid the fragrant scent of roses, Tang Qiaoer, wearing a slim-fitting sheer blue dress and a broad-shouldered suit of the same color, walked like clouds and burst into his stunned sight.
Today, she has black hair tied high into a bun, revealing a long, snow-white swan neck. She does not have flaming red lips, but her aura is still so powerful that it takes your breath away.
For some women, darkening does not require heavy makeup, and their power does not depend on a crown.
Jin Enrou's face turned green with anger.
She thought she would be the most eye-catching when she wore red, but unexpectedly, this woman's touch of blue stole her limelight, leaving no trace of her behind!
Shen felt his Adam's apple rolling slightly in surprise. He wanted to look away from her, but he couldn't.
However, in the blink of an eye, Tang Qiaoer passed by him and regarded him as if he were transparent!
Shen Jingjue narrowed his eyes, his heart burning.
"Ah, isn't this Miss Bai? I didn't expect you to get the tickets here. It must be difficult, right?" Jin Enrou said with a smile.
"Yeah, of course it's not easy."
Tang Qiaoer looked at her with a half-smile, "Every one of the guests who can attend Wenqiang's cocktail party is someone who has a close relationship with Wenqiang himself and the brand. Here are either rookies and leaders in the design world, or big names in the fashion industry. , or they are also VVIP super customers.
May I ask Miss Jin Enrou, which category do you fall into? "
"I..." Jin Enrou's face turned red, as if she had slapped him in the mouth.
The guests around her glanced sideways at her, and Shen Jingjue was also repelled by the looks.
"Not you, and even less so Mr. Shen. It's really not easy for the two of you to show up here." Tang Qiaoer smacked her red lips.
"you!"
Jin Enrou was furious and grabbed it in front of her, "Everyone here knows what Jing Sue's identity is, right? Could it be that if the president of Shen Group wants to attend, will Ms. Wen Qiang turn him away?! "
"Yes, that makes sense." Tang Qiaoer nodded.
"Hmph, you are talking so much nonsense, what is your identity? Are you a VIP? Are you a fashionista?!"
"neither."
"What's the point of dressing up in all your glory? A nurse from a rural background, who turned around by chance. What qualifications do you have to appear here?!"
Jin Enrou could only use her humble origin to criticize her.
After all, she was really afraid that this crazy woman would suddenly produce a red marriage certificate, and then she would really be a socialite and confirm her identity as a mistress!
"Rou'er, stop talking!" Shen Jingjue frowned, his tone hinting at coolness.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Tang Qiao'er whose expression remained unchanged.
Is this lady with outstanding temperament really a nurse from a rural area? There is no trace of tackiness at all, and the fashion sense is really great!
However, if this is really the case, how did she get the ticket here?
"Brother Jingju, I want to treat you politely, but Miss Bai is obviously hostile to us. Besides, isn't what I said the truth?" Jin Enrou pouted and acted coquettishly, feeling smug in her heart, feeling that she had won back the victory. .
"Ms. Wen Qiang is here!"
Someone shouted, breaking the awkward atmosphere.
On the spiral staircase, a tall and slender woman, wearing a Rozabela early autumn couture rose pink suit, a princess-like hairstyle, and cool and proud eyebrows walked down.
The originally arrogant expression suddenly changed the moment he saw Tang Qiaoer.
She hurried up to her, smiling broadly and her voice so affectionate that it almost sounded stringy.
"Master! Why didn't you say hello to me when you came?!"
