The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

When Huo Niannian and Gu Tingshen returned to the banquet, they bumped into Du Ruoqing. Coincidentally, the dress that Huo Niannian was wearing was exactly the same color as her. It was both purple.    

    

Actually, the purple color was very picky. If one wore it well, it would be mysterious and elegant. If one did not wear it well, one would be old.    

    

Obviously, this color was more known as Huo Niannian, which made her temperament look just right. In comparison, Du Ruoqing's clothes were much inferior.    

    

Du Ruoqing froze on the spot with an awkward expression.    

    

She originally wanted to wear a purple color so that she could be a little more picky. After all, very few people could call this color, but now it was compared to Huo Niannian's. How could she be willing to accept this!    

    

"Niannian. " Yan Yan pulled Zhou Jinhao over from the dining area. The smile on his face could not be stopped. "Why did you and Director Gu only come over? I originally wanted to have a drink with you guys. "    

    

"I was delayed by something. "    

    

Gu Tingshen did not give Du Ruoqing a look. He wrapped his arm around Huo Niannian's waist and turned to the other side.    

    

Du Ruoqing was awkwardly left alone at the side. Her hands, which were hanging by her side, fiercely clenched. Her nails almost sank into the flesh.    

    

She must make Huo Niannian pay back all the things she had experienced today!    

    

The four of them were chatting happily when Huo Niannian glanced at the corner of the banquet. When they met eyes, she felt that they were really very familiar, as if she had seen them somewhere before.    

    

She tilted her head and after seeing that person's face, her eyes widened and there was a trace of surprise in her eyes.    

    

It was Xie Zecheng, the neighbor's brother whom she played very well when she was young.    

    

"Wait for me. " Huo Niannian patted the back of Gu Tingshen's hand and walked to his side. She asked softly, "Is it Brother Zecheng?"    

    

"Niannian!"    

    

Xie Ze Xing's eyes lit up when he saw the person. He held Huo Niannian's hand. "Why are you here? Have you been living well all these years?"    

    

Huo Niannian was shocked by his actions. She laughed dryly and quietly pulled her hand back.    

    

"I have been living quite well. Today, I am here to attend my best friend's wedding. "    

    

Best friend?    

    

Xie Zechuan retracted his hand and returned to his humble appearance. There was a trace of deep thought in his eyes.    

    

Today was the wedding of the Imperial Group's high-ranked assistant, Zhou Jinhao. To be able to participate in the wedding proved that Niannian's current identity must not be ordinary. Otherwise, she would not have the chance to come in.    

    

"Niannian, you are now. . . " Xie Zecai wanted to say something but stopped himself. He held back the words he wanted to ask and smiled, "What are you doing now? Is it still the same as before? "    

    

In the past. . .    

    

Huo Niannian smiled and shook her head. She moved the wine glass in front of her a little further away.    

    

"Of course not. I'm currently working on my own design studio. It's still considered to have some improvement. "    

    

"Design? You're doing quite well in this. I remember that you liked to write and draw when you were young. Now, you can be considered to have achieved your dream. "    

    

"Yeah, I didn't expect you to remember these small things. "    

    

Xie Zechuan smiled gently. There was an undetectable emotion in his eyes as he stared straight at the person who was smiling brightly in front of him.    

    

Of course, he remembered. How could he bear to forget. . .    

    

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