Being a Lady of an Influential Family: 67, flirting?
It was already night, but the White Night Villa was full of people and bright lights.
In the spacious hall there is a band playing, and people of all kinds in different dresses gather in twos and threes to talk and chat. Others play cards, billiards, drink and dance upstairs. The only thing in common is that most of these people are sturdy and carry one or more beautiful women with different temperaments.
Leng Sa watched with interest as the two men who had been talking well suddenly turned their faces, blushing and having a thick neck, scaring the beauties around them. But no one around them pays attention to them, obviously they are used to it.
Seeing her looking over, Xu Shaoming whispered in her ear, "Those are Xue Bao, the boss of the Huaiyang Qinghong Gang, and Hong Li, the boss of the Huaiyang branch of the Hong Gang, who are the cousins of Hong Tianci. ...haven't really dealt with it."
Leng Sa was a little surprised, "I remember that the general meeting of the Hong Gang is also in Yongcheng?"
Xu Shaoming let out a low laugh, "Xue Bao dares to make trouble here, and naturally there will be no one behind him. The person behind Xue Bao is Long Boyun, and Hong Tianci is old, so he may not dare to provoke Long Boyun."
"So it is."
"Young Master is in the back garden, should I bring Miss Leng there?"
Leng Sa nodded, "Let's go."
The two were about to walk across the hall to the back garden, but were stopped by a person.
"Hey, this young lady is a little shy."
Xu Shaoming glanced at the man standing in front of them, and lowered his head slightly, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, "Mr. Zhou, this lady is a guest of the head of the chamber of commerce."
The man didn't care, he smiled, "We are here, who is not a guest of the head of the Chamber of Commerce. This lady, in Maocheng next week, Zhou Houde of Huaidetang is my father. I don't know the name of this lady? "
"Cold." Leng Sa said lightly.
"Ms. Leng?" Zhou Maocheng frowned, feeling that this surname was unfamiliar. After thinking about it for a while, it seems that there are no people with the surname Leng who cannot offend. Did you come with the head of the house? Suddenly looking at Leng Sa's eyes is a little different.
"Boy, who is the eldest of your family?" Xu Shaoming didn't look like a guest who came to the party, he could only come with which guest.
Xu Shaoming said lightly, "What does Zhou Shaoming want to do?"
Zhou Maocheng rubbed his hands together, looked at Leng Sa and smiled a bit wretchedly, "Well...you can't control it."
There were a lot of people in the hall, so naturally some people noticed this scene. Zhou Maocheng, who was facing Xu Shaoming's majesty, did not notice the gloating eyes of some of them. Although Xu Shaoming was not a man on the road, there were still people who knew him.
Xu Shaoming glanced at the entangled man with a bit of annoyance, and said solemnly: "Young Master Zhou, you are not qualified to talk to our young master. Miss Leng, let's go."
Leng Sa nodded and smiled meaningfully at Zhou Maocheng.
Zhou Maocheng was originally aggressive, but was taken aback by Xu Shaoming's suddenly cold eyes. When he came back to his senses, he happened to see Leng Sa smiling at him, but the two of them passed by him before he had time to speak.
Only then did Zhou Maocheng notice the expressions of the people around him watching the excitement, and he immediately felt very ashamed.
He was stunned for a while, and finally turned around with a blushing face and chased after him.
The back garden of the manor is different from the riotous dance in the front hall, but the back garden is peaceful.
The garden is brightly lit, and the faint fragrance of flowers permeates the night.
Behind the wall of blooming roses, three people sat at a table.
Fu Fengcheng, Shang Feiyun, Long Boyun.
Fu Fengcheng held a cup of tea with an indifferent expression, calmly facing the mutual hostility of the other two around him. It seemed as if the two of them could stand up and shoot each other in the next second, but he remained calm and calm.
Among the three people who were clearly present, Fu Fengcheng was the youngest, but he seemed to be the strongest and calmest.
Long Boyun snorted coldly, as if he was finally staring at Shang Feiyun impatiently, and leaned back in his chair lazily, "Isn't that immortal Hong Tianci going to come this year?"
"Longmen master has come all the way, so why didn't Gangmaster Hong come? They sent someone to deliver news in advance, so I'll come later."
"Huh!" Long Boyun disagreed, phoenix eyes slightly raised, "Is something wrong? Is it because Yi Lao Ma Lao wants everyone to wait for his finale appearance?"
Shang Feiyun glanced at him with some disgust, with a sarcastic tone, "I'm afraid it's the Dragon Gate Lord who has been thinking about the finale all day? Who doesn't know that you are fighting with Jiang Nanchun, the first actor in Jiangcheng, who is Jiangcheng? What about the number one actress. I'm really surprised, everyone is vying for the role, but you are competing with others to be higher. Is it possible that you are still waiting for people to support you?"
Long Boyun wasn't angry either, but when he turned his eyes, he was three-pointed charming, "Isn't this waiting for the Chamber of Commerce to hold me first?"
"Disgusting!" Shang Feiyun said coldly.
Long Boyun laughed out loud, "Shang Feiyun, no wonder no one wants a woman like you."
Shang Feiyun sneered, "Yeah, compared with the Dragon Gate Master, all the women in the world are considered men's wives. How can you compare to the Dragon Gate Master's enchanting and moving."
Long Boyun blinked, "Enchanting? Have you seen it before?"
"..." Shang Feiyun finally couldn't help it, she grabbed the teacup in front of her and wanted to smash it.
Long Boyun grabbed her wrist very quickly, "Head of the Chamber of Commerce, are you out of anger?"
Seeing that the two were about to fight, Fu Fengcheng, who was sitting next to him, finally raised his eyes and glanced at the two of them, and gently put down the teacup in his hand, "Whether you want to flirt or strangle each other, change the other one. place."
"..." Flirting? The two who were about to fight looked at each other, and both saw expressions of disgust and nausea in each other's eyes. Immediately, they each leaned back, in order to isolate themselves from each other to the maximum distance.
Long Boyun leaned back in his chair and looked at Fu Fengcheng lazily, "Young Master Fu, let me ask you one thing, is this year the same as in previous years?"
"What do you think?" Fu Fengcheng looked up at him.
Long Boyun smiled and said, "How do I know this? Isn't this asking the young marshal for advice? Avoid praying to the wrong Buddha and burning the wrong incense."
Shang Feiyun's expression also became a little more solemn, "What does the Overseer mean for the Fourth Young Master to come here tonight? Young Commander, as far as I know... Fu Fourth Young Master seems to be in touch with Hong Tianci recently."
Fu Fengcheng looked indifferent, "I'm afraid it's not just contact with Hong Tianci, right?"
Shang Feiyun hesitated for a while, then nodded and said, "Yes, the Fourth Master Fu also sent someone to invite me for tea a few days ago, but I was not in Yongcheng at the time."
Long Boyun slightly hooked his lips, "It seems... Du Jun Fu really intends to train the Fourth Young Master. As soon as I arrived in Yongcheng today, someone came to give gifts. How about guessing who is the Young Master?"
"My mother." Fu Fengcheng said lightly.
Long Boyun sighed a little boringly, "I didn't see Mrs. Fu giving me something two years ago. I was flattered and uneasy at the same time."
Shang Feiyun couldn't help frowning, "Young Master, you will..."
"Don't worry, the six southern provinces will still be the same in the future. As long as everyone... keep yourselves safe." Fu Fengcheng said lightly.
Long Boyun sneered, but didn't say anything more.
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Long Boyun: Man woman! Pooh!
Shang Feiyun: Dead shemale! roll!
Fu Fengcheng: Ma's two mentally retarded!