She found a quiet place to stay, and glanced at the entrance from time to time.
After about five minutes, there was an uproar at the scene, and soon, it became quiet again.
Song Jiuyue's eyes lit up, looking at a group of people coming in from the entrance.
Mrs. Jill and his wife, and their three sons.
Mrs. Jier was dressed in an elegant and noble cheongsam, and Cheng Jianping was dressed in a white military uniform, majestic and fierce.
His eldest son, Cheng Junhua, was dressed in a black suit, with a deep silhouette and sharp eyes, giving people a sense of oppression that was too cold to approach.
The second son, Cheng Junguo, was tall and tall, wearing a dark gray shirt, a black vest, and dark brown casual trousers.
Cheng Junguo followed Mrs. Jier, with a delicate and handsome outline, and a pair of sharp and calm phoenix eyes. A smile with hooked lips can take away a person's soul.
He gives people the feeling, gentle, quiet.
The youngest son, Cheng Junshan, looks like Cheng Jianping. He is dressed in a white tuxedo and is cold. Those sharp eyes can always make people shudder.
When a family appears, it becomes a beautiful and amazing landscape, especially the three tall and handsome sons who follow Cheng Jianping and his wife.
Some single women almost couldn't help screaming nympho, staring straight at them.
As soon as Mrs. Jill and Cheng Jianping arrived, they warmly greeted all distinguished guests.
Some women who had a good time with Mrs. Jill came forward one after another, asking which tailor made the unique cheongsam she was wearing, and praised her for its beauty.
Mrs. Jill sold the phone to them, but did not directly say who made the cheongsam.
Song Jiuyue's gaze fell on Mrs. Jill's cheongsam. As a designer, she thought this cheongsam was extremely unique and exquisitely handcrafted.
Especially the peony flowers on the cheongsam, the embroidery is top-notch, Song Jiuyue has to sigh, the cheongsam is beautiful, and Mrs. Jier is even more beautiful.
After admiring Mrs. Jier's cheongsam, Song Jiuyue's eyes turned to her three sons.
Cheng Junguo is already Mu Xin's boyfriend, and Cheng Junguo's cynical temperament is sometimes the same as Mu Gu's, not her style.
Look at the youngest son Cheng Junshan, Cheng Junguo was born during the Spring Festival, and Mrs. Jier became pregnant again a month later, and gave birth to Cheng Junshan at the end of the year.
They were two brothers, born in the same year at the beginning of the year and at the end of the year, but Cheng Junshan gave people a cold and indifferent feeling, which was very unpleasant.
The eldest son, Cheng Junhua, is a figure whom even the President values highly—
Song Jiuyue's eyes finally fell on Cheng Junhua.
The man is tall, with extraordinary temperament, cold and noble, rigid and tough.
He is a genius among the warlords, and he is ruthless. Everyone is rumoring that when the president retires, Cheng Junhua will come to power.
Therefore, Cheng Junhua is now the presidential candidate.
How many women want to climb into his bed, how many women dream of becoming the president's wife one day.
However, everyone said that Cheng Junhua was not close to women, and it was a bit difficult to seduce him.
Song Jiuyue frowned slightly, with a serious expression on her face.
No matter how good Cheng Junhua is, in her heart, he is not as good as Gu Yanhao.
But now, only Cheng Junhua can save her mother, save the Song family—
"Wow!"
"What a nice view!"
"Oh my god, the fairy has descended to earth?"
Just when Song Jiuyue was distracted, there was a sudden exclamation at the scene.
Song Jiuyue raised her eyes and looked along the entrance.
Seeing this, the whole person was shocked, his eyes widened, and he looked in surprise at the woman who walked in slowly.