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This charity dinner was also heavily inspected, and even people with guns were responsible for security.

Solemn and solemn, there are indeed many Hollywood stars, but there are not many reporters on the scene.

When Yun Xiangwei and He Wei arrived, they still aroused the attention of many people, mostly curious eyes.

As He Wei said, many people are curious about a girl who can stand the temptation of magnificent jewelry.

The dinner was not about waiting for everyone to make donations as soon as they arrived, which made it seem rigid and boring.

Those who want to provide auction items should register first and hand over the items to the person in charge on site.

If it is an antique or something, there are professional identification personnel, only after verification to register.

Then it will be led to the hall, an extremely magnificent place.

The huge crystal lamp hanging over the sky reflects the warm and luxurious light and spills on everyone's face.

It reflects the unparalleled pearly treasure, especially the lady wearing expensive jewelry, it is even more radiant.

"Hi, Oriental Angel." Yun Xiangxiang and He Wei just found a place to stand, and a young and energetic voice sounded.

Now the four words of Oriental Angel in the Big Apple City are basically a synonym for Yun Xiangxiang. Yun Xiangxiang looked back.

It is a young man in a plaid suit with a red bow tie and a sunny smile.

Blond hair, blue eyes, full of vitality.

"Vison Caroline, a descendant of the nobility." Before the other party approached, He Wei thought of Cloud Science briefly.

Since He Wei came to this banquet, he naturally had a general understanding of the people who came.

"Hello, my name is Weisen, I know your name cloud." Weisen looked very enthusiastic and smiled purely.

"Nice to meet you." Since the other party knew her name, Yun thought about it and skipped it.

"My friends and I are particularly curious about you." Wissen said, pointing away.

A group of young girls in Huaguanli suits were very friendly to raise glasses, Yun think about politely to return.

"Do you really not like gems?" Wissen asked.

"No, I like it very much." Yun thought and answered with a smile. "But I think friendship is more precious than precious stones."

"Lucky Austin, I envy him for being your friend. Am I honored to be your friend?"

Compared with the implicit Asians, Europeans are more straightforward. Yun thinks that the smile does not change: "Of course, my honor."

The two had a great conversation, and Austin went to socialize. The warm-up of the auction was actually a party.

These have nothing to do with Yun Xiang, He Wei has been standing next to him as a ambassador for protecting flowers, thinking about Yun is inseparable.

"My friends also want to know you, can you?" Wei Sen was urged by friends not far away several times.

Yun Xiang thought and heard that, seeing their small movements, she turned her eyes to He Wei.

He Weiwei paused and nodded: "You can only adapt to the world of young people."

This sentence is a bit meaningful. Yun thought about it and went to his circle of friends with Wissen. They are all Western faces, and each one must be a super rich second generation.

Most of them are polite, a little rusty, a little passionate, and a little indifferent.

"I know, a young Chinese actor." At this time, a beautiful female speaker next to the sound.

"Hey, Doris, this is my friend, you speak more politely." Weisen warned the girl who was not happy.

It looks like a girl of seventeen or eighty years old, the other party is very luxuriously dressed, and the appearance is definitely European beauty.

He proudly looked down at Yun and thought, "Friend? What qualifications does she have to be friends with you? What was born? What bloodline? Or lofty status?"

"Doris, you are drunk, let's calm down." Seemingly seeing Weisen's face change, Weisen's friend wanted to persuade Doris.

"Listen, I only drank a cup of Bacardi and I am sober now."

Doris pushed away, with a contemptuous smile, picked up the glass and thought about the cloud, "Do you know Bacardi? Maybe you have heard of it, but the wines here are all made to order and you should drink more Cup, there should be no next chance."

After that, Doris looked up at Yun and sipped her head up.

A lot of eyes around the good show came, and no person in charge came to mediate, but Wei Sen wanted to say something, but was stopped by Yun think.

Her movement was very elegant, she picked up a glass of wine, and gently shook her fingertips, refracting the bright light, and lining her slender fingertips more softly and beautifully.

Yun thought about taking a sip and tasting it carefully: "It's really delicious."

Everyone can't understand Yun think about it, humiliating her like Doris, she didn't change her face, did she understand?

Playing with the goblet, Yun thinks about the psychedelic eyes to meet Doris: "Miss Doris, I am taking the liberty to ask your age."

"She is 19 years old," Wissen replied.

"You are two years older than me, did you come with your father?" Yun thought and asked again.

"Yes, my dad is..."

"My dad is just a very ordinary teacher in Hua Guo." Yun thought about interrupting Doris, "but I can get an invitation today and come here."

Everyone was quiet, they probably could guess what Yun wanted to say, and their faces were not good-looking.

Yun thought she didn't care at all, she glanced at everyone: "I always thought that the tradition of the United States is independence and freedom. I walked out of my homeland to make a living myself, and I was ashamed to go back to the nest. Ms. Doris made me doubt your tradition. ."

"I can drink Bacardi without my dad's help. Miss Doris, you have to laugh at me. Please be able to stand here after leaving your father's help. Then you will be qualified."

Raising his eyebrow and smiling, Yun thought about putting down the wine glass, walked out in a manner, walked a few steps and looked back: "Doris (Doris), the goddess of the ocean. The ocean is more suitable for you, here is land."

"Slap, crack, crack." Three high-paced high-five high-five sounded, attracting all eyes.

It was a very oppressive man. He had a height of about one meter nine, a sturdy burgundy suit, light brown hair, very three-dimensional facial features, and his eyes were like the deep sea. The dark blue that dare to get close.

Straight nose bridge, **** lips, everything is just right and almost perfect.

Today Yun thinks about seeing a lot of Hollywood handsome men, but when he comes to this, he is eclipsed.

He walked over with long legs so casually, but every step seemed to step on the human soul.

While touching people's hearts, it is inexplicably fearful and trembling.

If she had not experienced Song Mian, Yun thought that she would have to go back.