Chapter 1,772: Wrong Style

What annoyed Xia Jin the most about Ye Xiaoxing was that she was too strict with Cheng Hanwen. Every time he and Cheng Hanwen went out drinking, she would call before 12 o'clock to remind them.

Is it easy to finally meet brothers?

Women are so troublesome.

"You can't feel this sweet burden anyway." Cheng Hanwen said lightly.

If Xia Jin hadn't been around, she would have rolled up her sleeves and wanted to fight with Cheng Hanwen.

"Brother is actually not alone either." An Wen looked at Xia Jin's hand, making it clear.

Cheng Hanwen understood instantly and said: "There are two more, let's switch."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Jin couldn't hold back his fist anymore and moved towards Cheng Hanwen.

"If you lead a bad girl, I'll beat you up."

Cheng Hanwen dodged and said, "It was obviously my little sister who said it first."

Xia Jin glanced at An Wen and said, "Can you compete with my little sister? I don't dare to offend Mr. Chu, but I can beat Miss Xing down."

A party where celebrities and A-list entertainers gather together, everyone enjoys the food elegantly, and their banter can easily attract attention.

An Wen didn't know who to help, so she looked around and used her coat to block them.

Xia Jin kicked Cheng Hanwen, and Cheng Hanwen kicked back. The two kicked back and forth, and finally the chair was shaking with both hands and feet.

This move depends on endurance, whoever gets tired loses.

The two people stared at each other and started competing. Xia Jin was tired and deliberately kicked Cheng Hanwen's chair. The chair was unstable and Cheng Hanwen fell to the ground.

Xia Jin clapped and said happily: "You lost."

"You're cheating!"

"You're stupid."

"You're cheating!"

"You're stupid!"

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The two started a new round of endurance competition, and An Wen shook her head helplessly beside her.

Their table was filled with Chinese food, and the two of them couldn't stop talking. An Wen was afraid that they would be hungry, so she filled their bowls with vegetables.

There are many shots of the party. An Wen is eating delicious food in an elegant manner. Compared with the two people who are glaring at each other to compare their endurance, she is very normal.

The organizer of the party was talking and talked about Xia Jin. Xia Jin had to stand up and smile.

Cheng Hanwen chuckled and said, "I won, it's a draw."

An Wen: "..." I don't know them.

After the party ended, the photo-seeking session started. Many business people attending the party would come over and ask for photos.

The three of them seemed to have changed. An Wen flipped her hair slightly, her purple evening dress was elegant and noble, and she looked like a goddess. Xia Jin was dazzlingly handsome when he looked serious. Many celebrities gathered around him. He looked at the camera calmly, giving people the illusion of being unattainable. Cheng Hanwen, who is wearing a gray suit, exudes elegance. When he talks to you gently, time seems to slow down.

Someone suggested that the three siblings take a photo together. Xia Jin naturally stood in the C position, put her hands on their shoulders, and smiled brightly. The elegant Cheng Hanwen made a V-shaped gesture, and An Wen blew a kiss.

The images of male gods and goddesses all collapsed, as if the person just now was not them.

When leaving, the three of them were shivering in the cold winter wind in their down jackets.

"Find a place to have a late-night snack and check it out." Xia Jin said.

An Wen's dress tonight showed off her figure, so she didn't dare to eat much and agreed, "I'll check it out."

Cheng Hanwen looked at the phone and smiled foolishly, not hearing their conversation at all.

"Cheng Gou, why are you laughing?"

Xia Jin looked over and saw a scream coming from Cheng Hanwen's cell phone.

Ye Xiaoxing was pulling his collar to the right, twisting his exposed shoulders and asking Cheng Hanwen if he was sexy.

Xia Jin looked complicated and couldn't understand: "How come Sister Xing has such a style after falling in love?"