Soon, Fang Youwei's distorted expression gradually returned to normal. She hung up a very sweet smile, shaking her glass and welcomed it.

"Amo, Xiaoxiao, are you here? Grandpa has been waiting for you for a long time, I thought that you were so busy, about Fang's internal banquet, is not free, did not expect to come or admire, really surprising.

The sweet to greasy voice surprised Lu Xiaoxiao for a moment. She looked at the past slowly.

In front of her, Fang Youwei is wearing a white skirt. Her exquisite and beautiful figure is highlighted. The exquisite and beautiful makeup on her face adds some impression to her. She looks...