Chapter 1389 Change the Target

Yuan Zhengchong couldn't help but take another look at her appearance, but when he saw her body again, he still sighed.

"It's good if you feel comfortable in your heart. The banquet is about to start, you two sisters, get ready."

Only then did Yuan Zhengchong look up at Yuan Muchun, who had been silent by the side, and the look in his eyes turned cold a few degrees unconsciously.

"At that time, you will go with your sister! After you go, you must behave well. You should also know the nature of this banquet. The Yuan family has raised you for so many years, and it is time to repay you. If you can't find a suitable banquet for this banquet, people, I will..."

"Are you going to marry me to that idiot in Pingcheng?"

Yuan Zhengchong paused, and looked at Yuan Muchun in surprise. He never thought that this well-behaved second daughter, who has never had much sense of presence, would talk to her in such a cold tone today.

"What nonsense?!"

Yuan Muchun twitched the corners of his lips and curled them indifferently.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, and Yuan Sichun said rightly, "Mu Chun, why are you talking to your father like that? Don't you know how hard it has been for him for so many days?"

"Yeah, hard work, but who caused it?"

Yuan Muchun's light words made Yuan Sichun's expression darken instantly.

"Mu Chun, it seems that you have misunderstood me a lot..."

Yuan Muchun sneered silently, "Misunderstanding?"

"Enough! What's the trouble?!"

Yuan Zhengchong obviously felt that Yuan Muchun might have something to say, so he interrupted their conversation with a cold voice.

"The banquet is about to start, why don't you hurry up and prepare? I warn you, don't cause me any trouble, otherwise, let's see how I can deal with you!"

After he finished speaking, he flung his sleeves and left, leaving Yuan Sichun and Yuan Muchun in silence for a long time.

"Yuan Muchun, why, you've been ignoring me less and less lately..."

Yuan Muchun grabbed the wheelchair suddenly and turned Yuan Sichun around half a circle.

The strong Yuan Sichun almost fell off the wheelchair.

"you……"

"Do you think there is anything about you that is worthy of being valued by others?"

As she spoke, she pushed the wheelchair and walked towards the state banquet hall.

"Yuan Muchun, do you want to die?"

"Heh." Yuan Muchun sneered, "Isn't life worse than death the cruelest?"

Her voice is faint, and even her eyes are light and emotionless, but the more such an expression is, the more eerie it feels.

Sitting in the wheelchair, Yuan Sichun couldn't see her expression, so he just snorted, "Yes, you're right. Just wait, I want to see Shen Fanxing, that bitch who would rather die look."

Yuan Muchun snorted and laughed, "I really don't have a long memory."

"Yuan Muchun, I'm in a good mood now, so I don't care about these things with you. You'd better behave yourself tonight, otherwise, that idiot in Pingcheng, you are destined to be married in this lifetime."

"I'll wait and see."

Since then, the two have had no conversations. Yuan Muchun is wearing a white ankle-length dress, and her hairstyle, which has never been touched by a hair salon, is the most natural hair color. She just made a simple shawl braid and her makeup is pure and indifferent. graceful image.

Pretty, but on today's occasion, not surprising.

Seeing her pushing a person in, the atmosphere in the banquet hall was silent for a moment,

Today's banquet was held next to the State Banquet Hall yesterday, a place comparable to the State Banquet Hall.

Everyone dressed in elegant clothes, suits and leather shoes, and a few gorgeous and huge crystal lights illuminated the people in the entire banquet hall with brilliance and dignity. Everyone held wine glasses, shuttled through the crowd, talked and laughed happily, and there were ladies and gentlemen everywhere.

Just looking at the atmosphere of the entire banquet hall, Yuan Sichun knew that this is the real upper class.

Although there are so-called celebrity parties, there is still a gap compared to the banquets held by the royal family.

And the people here, there is no doubt that they are all top wealthy families with prominent family backgrounds. Looking around, they are all the second generation of stars, second generations of officials,

Yuan Sichun twitched her lips, because her knowledge was short.

She always thought that the family background of the Bo family was incomparable to all the wealthy families.

Let's take a look now, among the random men around her age, which one's family background is not as good as the Bo family's?

Even if it is not as good as it is, how bad can it be?

"Maybe I don't have to hang myself from a tree. In this world, there may be more... useful men than Brother Bo."

Yuan Sichun wishfully talked to Yuan Muchun behind him.

"Really? I sincerely hope that you can successfully find a man who is stronger than him tonight."

Yuan Sichun hooked the corners of his lips.

At this moment, there was a sigh from the crowd.

At the entrance of the banquet hall, Bei Lei was wearing a snow-white little dress with a unique one-shoulder design. The fragrant shoulder was half exposed. On the wrist, they are all the same type of diamond jewelry, not to mention the grade of the diamond's color, but looking at each diamond with a few carats, it makes people feel noble and luxurious.

There is even the extremely shining princess crown on her head, which fully demonstrates her noble status.

As she walked, a faint fragrant breeze blew by, and as the hem of her skirt swayed, her straight and fair legs all attracted everyone's attention.

Most people usually have an inertia, that is, no matter how much the person did at the beginning, as long as they see her pleasing and beautiful appearance, then this person deserves to be forgiven, or they will temporarily lose their memory and forget their past. The excessive things that have been done.

Just like now, what appeared in their eyes was the most honorable princess of Country Y.

The praises were endless, and the smile on Bei Lei's face was even brighter and more confident.

Not long after she appeared on the stage, people from the royal family entered the stage one after another during her time.

Yuan Sichun's gaze was fixed on a certain man almost immediately.

Most of the women present had the same reaction as her.

Xiuwen was wearing a white suit, but it was stuffed in his trouser pocket, and he walked out with an indifferent expression.

That face, coupled with the temperament of the whole body, looks handsome and noble no matter how you look at it.

"That's Prince Xiuwen. He's really handsome."

"Royal blood, noble status, and looks so heaven-defying, a prince in reality!"

"I don't know what kind of woman he likes..."

All the men's eyes were attracted by Yuan Sichun, and all the women's eyes were almost on Xiuwen.

But at present, no one dares to be the first to approach the "prince" in their hearts.

Yuan Sichun turned his head slightly, and suddenly said, "Let's go to him."

Naturally, it refers to Xiuwen.