Chapter 61 Get Out
On Wednesday, Mrs. Jones's birthday party sent an invitation letter to William Bryan in advance.
Qin family is a family where few women are the masters of the country in LA. Mrs. Jones have always been highly effective and distinguished on weekdays, and they are often competed for friendship in Boston.
Gradually, being able to attend the party organized by Mrs. Jones became the talk of LA ladies after dinner.
In the morning, Charlee Ford held William Bryan's arm and begged pitifully, "Honey, just take me to play. Charlee promised not to trouble you, OK?"
William Bryan broke her hand with a cold face and refused with a blank face: "No way."
If today is just an ordinary birthday party, it doesn't matter if you take Charlee Ford.
But Lydia Collins attended the banquet, and he had the task of getting Cinderella back.
I'm afraid something will go wrong if I take Charlee Ford with me.
"Whoops, husband, if you don't take me, I will go by myself!" Said Charlee Ford, blinking his moist eyes and bulging his cheeks.
William Bryan only regarded her as angry and didn't pay much attention to it.
At noon, William Bryan arrived at Qin's villa.
Mrs. Jones was standing in the doorway, wearing a vintage dress, her long hair curled over her head, and looking at the guests with a faint smile on her face.
At this moment, Maggie Ford's voice sounded from the side.
She stretched out her hand and took William Bryan's arm naturally. She smiled at Mrs. Jones and said, "Happy birthday to you, Mrs. Jones. I have prepared a small gift. I hope you won't dislike it."
"How come." Mrs. Jones said faintly, with no warm expression on his face.
Instead, I looked at William Bryan and smiled a little.
She asked him meaningfully, "Why didn't I bring you young mistress today?"
William Bryan brushed Maggie Ford's hand away and said faintly, "She is in poor health and doesn't like going out."
However, when this sentence is heard in the ears of other people nearby, it is a little more meaningful.
Especially these days, the outside world speculated on young mistress.
William Bryan's attitude seems to have taken these bad remarks seriously.
"I guess it must be president who dislikes that fool in Charlee Ford."
"But yes, who doesn't know that the Fords has two daughters, Maggie Ford is talented and beautiful, and Charlee Ford is a fool..."
"Maybe I still look ugly, drool, and I feel sick when I think of it."
"…"
"Isn't this president?" A clear voice suddenly sounded behind William Bryan.
The man's tight face eased a little and turned to look at the speaker.
Today, Lydia Collins is wearing a British-style small foreign skirt, with long curly hair behind her head and heavy makeup on her face. Her facial features look somewhat gorgeous.
"Who is this? It's so beautiful."
"It seems that I know president. I have to say that the peach blossoms in president are really good."
"With so many beauties around, president really needn't marry that fool Charlee Ford."
William Bryan nodded toward Long Sheng. "Miss Long."
The attitude is much better than before.
Lydia Collins felt quite flattered. He stepped forward to William Bryan and his cheeks flushed.
Once again, I will still be moved when I see this man in front of me.
His maturity and aura made her worship him unconsciously.
"Why didn't Bai Zong go in at the door?" Lydia Collins asked shyly.
William Bryan glanced at her with a blank face. "I'm waiting for you."
Lydia Collins was pleasantly surprised: "Wait for me?! Is there always something wrong with Bai?"
Well, waiting for you... Cinderella.
Before William Bryan could speak, Maggie Ford on the side was keenly aware of a dangerous breath: "William, it's getting late, let's go first."
At this time, Lydia Collins also discovered her existence.
Her face broke down in an instant. "Ms. Maggie is here. I thought Mrs. Jones's birthday party was not for anyone to come in casually."
"What do you mean? I am at least a lady of the four families, but you are a side branch. What qualifications do you have to say about me?" Maggie Ford looked at Lydia Collins contemptuously.
Lydia Collins's face rose, and he remembered something. He sneered, "the Fords has long been down and out. One of you, one fool, which one of you can compare with the Collins?"
She pointed out "fool" directly.
I want to know who she is scolding with my toes.
There was a touch of schadenfreude on everyone's face.
William Bryan's eyes were a little gloomy for a moment.
Maggie Ford blushed and was about to speak to refute.
However, an excited voice came from the door: "Husband, I am coming!"
William Bryan can't believe it.
This voice is familiar to him, and he hardly needs to look at it to know who it is.
They looked down the voice, and sure enough, it was Charlee Ford.
Say fool and fool will arrive.
Lydia Collins looked back with a sarcastic look, but her sarcastic eyes suddenly changed after seeing Charlee Ford.
It is rumored that although William Bryan married his wife, he disliked her very much and never took her to attend public occasions, so his wife must be ugly.
However, the woman walking in front of her, wearing a pure white dress and long skirt, with long black hair hanging behind her head, and a face with delicate facial features, was as holy as an angel.
"Lying in the trough, is this young mistress in president?"
"So beautiful? It's not as ugly as the legend."
"This... doesn't it mean that Maggie Ford is more beautiful than Charlee Ford? Why do I think Charlee Ford is better looking?"
"But what's the use of looking good? Maggie Ford is proficient in chess, calligraphy and painting, and it is also a big lady carefully cultivated in the Fords. Can Charlee Ford, a fool, compare?"
Everyone looked different and speculated one after another.
William Bryan's eyes sank a little. "Why are you here?"
Charlee Ford smiled naively: "Come to find you, husband. You always don't take me when you come out to play, so I have to run by myself."
"Charlee Ford, this is not an occasion you can attend!" Maggie Ford saw her and almost crushed a silver tooth.
It is not that she can't hear the noise around her.
Some people say that Charlee Ford is better-looking than her fool?
Lydia Collins also reacted at this time.
In front of this innocent woman is really young mistress of William Bryan?
Then what she said just now was like a joke in William Bryan's ears.
"Although you are young mistress of president, you can't come on such an occasion without an invitation from Mrs. Jones." Lydia Collins also looked at Charlee Ford contemptuously.
"Yes, the bodyguard, get Charlee Ford out of here." Maggie Ford is domineering.
They looked at Charlee Ford like jokes.
Let's see how this fool ends.
However, Charlee Ford did not show any embarrassment. Her big watery eyes blinked and were very puzzled. "What is the invitation letter?"
"Oh," Maggie Ford sneered and pulled out a hot gold card. "This is the invitation. Do you have it? If you don't, just get out of here."