The Buddhist Girl Transmigrated Into a Book

w that scene, she frowned.
The little sister beside her took a sip of orange juice and asked with a sweet smile, “What’s the matter? Your frown is so tight that a mosquito could die.”

Zhang Yuyao said, “Hey, over there, the daughter of a nouveau riche in the mainland.
I don’t know why Grandpa Cheng seems to like her very much.”

Zhang Yuyao didn’t like Gu Mian and her reasonable mind was temporarily offline.
So she was biased when she looked at the problem.
It didn’t take long for her friend to see the problem. 

“I don’t think you are right that Mr.
Cheng likes this girl.
It’s better to say that Mr.
Cheng likes the man.”

A discerning person knew who Mr.
Cheng appreciated more at a glance.

Mr.
Cheng treated the girl so kindly because of the boy.

Didn’t she see Mr.
Cheng only pulling the man to talk? He only occasionally glanced at this woman a few times.

Zhang Yuyao was taken aback for a moment and reacted, “You mean, what Grandpa Cheng actually likes is Lou Che?”

Her friend said casually, “Yes, is this something unclear?”

Zhang Yuyao didn’t know why, a strange emotion surged in her heart.

She asked twice what the banquet was for, but her grandfather didn’t tell her.
Looking in front of her, she intuitively felt that the purpose of the banquet would be something she did not want to see.

Mr.
Cheng paid too much attention to Lou Che and Gu Mian, and the importance made her feel a little uneasy.

What kind of role did those two people she hated played in this banquet?

Zhang Yuyao bit her lower lip, took out her phone and sent a WeChat message to Cheng Zhi, “Fourth brother, are you coming soon?”

But her text message sinked into the ocean and there was no reply for a long time.

Zhang Yuyao knew that Cheng Zhi would come, but she didn’t know when he would come.

Maybe when he came, everything would have already been settled.

Zhang Yuyao had this bad feeling.

Her friend glanced at her and said with envy, “Your evening gown is so beautiful today.”

When it came to topics that interest her, Zhang Yuyao finally got some spirit, “Really? I think so too.”

Zhang Yuyao’s evening gown made her beautiful figure extraordinarily exquisite.
At the banquet, many young men were observing her in the dark.

But she didn’t like any of them.

She had already met the shining pearls, how could she look at such unbearable fish eyes? (Fish eyes look like pearls)