954: C954 Sign

C954 Sign

She pursed her lips and smiled again. "Of course not. Mrs. Bo, you look radiant. I just feel that nothing I wear is better than your cheongsam. So after thinking about it, I think I should wear a black one and keep a low profile. After all, you are the main character. If we wear clothes that clash with your cheongsam, we would be insensible. "0

Tang Qingge covered her mouth as she spoke and pretended to be surprised as she looked at the noble woman who had just sowed discord. "Ah! Madam, how can you wear rose-red clothes? Didn't you have sex with Mrs. Bo? Those who don't know would think that you are deliberately trying to steal her limelight!"

Zhen Lan looked at the noble woman and stared at the rose-red qipao she was wearing. When she saw the color, she snorted coldly, "Madam Hua's clothes are really beautiful."

Mrs. Hua's face immediately could not hold it anymore, "Mrs. Bo, I..."

"Ladies, come over here."

Mrs. Bo directly called the other wives to have tea and refreshments. She threw the Mrs. Hua, who was still in the crowd and had a lot of face, on the spot, causing Mrs. Hua's face to immediately turn green and white.

This Zhen Lan was really petty!

Tang Qingge directly handed the gift to the butler and was then led to the crowd of guests by the butler. She did not know the guests and they did not know her either. Therefore, no one talked to Tang Qingge even after she went. She did not mind. She turned around and went to have some tea and snacks.

Everyone was carefully peeking at her. After a while, a 15-16 year old girl walked over.

She looked at Tang Qingge nervously, "Can I get an autograph from you? I really like your peach blossom demon and your new movie, Heartfall. I have been chasing after your filming progress."

There was still someone chasing after her filming progress?

Tang Qingge immediately swallowed the pastries and wiped her hands. Her eyes carried a smile." Of course you can. Do you have a pen and paper? "

That girl did not seem to have expected that she would be so easy to talk to. Furthermore, she did not expect her idol to be so approachable. Furthermore, she even smiled at her. She felt that her brain was short of oxygen. She blurted out, "I didn't bring any paper or paper. Can you call your name on your phone?"

Tang Qingge,... ""

The girl,... "

The girl felt like she had lost all her face.

Tang Qingge coughed lightly, "Wait a minute, I will think of a way."

Tang Qingge found someone to borrow a high-quality brocade white napkin and then borrowed an eyebrow pencil. She used the eyebrow pencil to write her name on the handkerchief and passed it to her.

"Here you go."

"Thank you!"

As if she had obtained a supreme treasure, the girl excitedly carried the brocade handkerchief and left.

Zhen Lan had been chatting with the noble woman but her eyes were looking in Tang Qingge's direction. When she discovered that she was quite popular over there, her heart immediately felt unbalanced again.

At this time.

Jiaang Jie came.

Jiaang Jie was dressed very well today. Her temperament was like orchids and elegant. She was wearing a light blue formal dress and it was as if she was about to ascend to immortality. She came up to Zhen Lan and passionately hugged her face, "Auntie."

"I have prepared everything that needs to be prepared."

Jiaang Jie whispered in her ear.

Zhen Lan's face immediately sank. At this time, the butler brought the gift that Tang Qingge gave to Zhen Lan. Zhen Lan casually took a look and found that it was a crystal clear jade Buddha statue.

She picked it up and flipped it over. She found that there was a golden Buddhist scripture on the back of the Buddha statue. Zhen Lan believed in Buddha, so she could tell at a glance that this was a Buddhist scripture that prayed for the health and safety of people.

Someone beside recognized it and covered his mouth in surprise, "Aiya, I have seen this little jade Buddha before. The most famous Master Burning Lamp in Lingang City once illuminated this little jade Buddha. This jade Buddha is priceless!"

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