Hearing this voice, Fu Po raised his head and saw Lu Mugang's left hand behind his back, and his right hand stretched out in front of Fu Po, obviously quietly waiting for her to accept the invitation.

Fu Po would never refuse a male partner at a dance because she felt that it would be embarrassing to reject someone.

But today Lu Mugang is embarrassed enough for her, there is revenge, and she wants to refuse.

Lu Mugang had already taken her hand and brought Fu Po to the dance floor.

The music had already sounded, and Fu Po didn't want to be abrupt, so he could only wrap his arms around his waist and start to walk with the melody.

"Grandpa asked me to come. Lu Mugang's expression was indifferent, and his tone was flat, as if he was talking about a financial statement.

"Do I want to thank you?" Fu Po sneered, not wanting to talk to him again.

The Viennese waltz is what she does best, and she has learned it since she was a child. Dance music is also familiar dance music, and she is handy. Ignoring the amazed eyes of others, and ignoring the jealous eyes of women of the same age, she just has to be herself, dancing a waltz that only belongs to Fu Po and belongs to her mother.

"Aren't you very envious that your illegitimate sister was invited?" an indifferent voice came from overhead, and Fu Po used twenty-two years of upbringing to restrain himself from the urge to hit someone in the middle of the dance floor. She didn't want to talk, she just concentrated on dancing.

She didn't expect Lu Mugang to not go to Daozhisi, she actually thought that she had acquiesced.

The dance was closed, Fu Po was reluctant to continue to stay, and walked back to Mrs. Zheng with a skirt quickly.

"Po, are you happy dancing?" Mrs. Zheng smiled and gave her the wine glass.

"Well, that's good. Fu Po has killed Lu Mugang tens of thousands of times in his heart, but he still has to sell Mrs. Zheng a face.

Mrs. Zheng smiled a little wrongly: "Xiaopo, didn't you say you didn't know him?"

"Well, I don't know. Fu Po smiled sincerely, revealing eight teeth. She looked around and found that Fu Qiong was not there again, "Mrs. Zheng, where is my sister?"

Mrs. Zheng's eyes showed a little haughty look: "Oh, she, maybe she's on the dance floor again." ”

She looked at Fu Po, the more she looked at it, the happier she became, and she took Fu Po's hand and was about to wipe the jade bracelet on her hand to her.

Fu Po hurriedly excused himself: "I can't help it, Mrs. Zheng, I can't accept your things, it's too valuable." ”

Mrs. Zheng's hand speed was fast, and the bracelet was put on Fu Po's left hand in three or two clicks. She looked at it and praised it again and again: "You still have white hands and look good! You kid, so beautiful, you must have good jade to match you." Jade can raise people, and people can raise jade. It is a blessing for you to have this emerald in your hand. ”

"I'm still young, how can I bring jade?" Fu Po still felt that this was not appropriate. She never likes to owe favors to others, if she accepts it, she will definitely get it back, and it is a troublesome thing for people to be sophisticated.

Mrs. Zheng only said that if Fu Po resigned, she would be angry. Fu Po stopped and took the bracelet with him.

"It's my gift to my daughter-in-law. Mrs. Zheng laughed and groaned, so frightened that Fu Po almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"What? I don't want it, I don't want it. Fu Po trembled with fright, and the hand that wiped the bracelet trembled.

"Just kidding!" Mrs. Zheng touched Fu Po's head and smiled, "I do have a son, but serving in the army, how can I be blessed to marry such a good daughter-in-law as you?"

"That's good, that's good. Fu Po Soul came back again, and suddenly realized that what he said was not right, "No, no, Ling Lang will definitely find a better one." ”

"If you want, you can do it. Mrs. Zheng still smiled, directly making Fu Po feel that the person in front of her was bottomless. She looks like she is in her fifties, but her ideas and insights are not simple.

Later, after a few more interruptions, Fu Po looked at the time, it was already eleven o'clock. At this time, Mr. Zheng came to the stage and announced the official end of the party. Fu Po is ready to go.

Suddenly she remembered that she had a sister here, and she hadn't seen her for so long. Fu Po was helpless, took out her mobile phone and called her, but she didn't answer.

sent her a text message and WeChat, and waited for a while, Fu Po had no choice but to leave by herself.

I don't know what kind of fame this little girl is doing, I'm afraid that she eloped with a man, but Fu Po can't care about it.

I drank two sips of wine at night, and I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to drive the car. She walked to the lobby on the first floor and was about to ask the front desk to call a taxi for her, but was stopped by an unusually annoying man: "Just take my car." ”

"Don't sit. Fu Po rolled his eyes, didn't look at him squarely, and continued to say to the sister with a melon-eating expression at the front desk, "Help me call a car, King's Landing Mansion." ”

"Grandpa asked me to send it, wait so long, or I will leave early. Lu Mugang saw Fu Po calling a taxi, and his temper was not very good. After saying this, he was also very simple, turned around and left.

If you let me sit in your car, I'll sit it, wouldn't it be very shameless for me to pay for it?

If you don't sit, you don't sit, what kind of you say is the same as owing him hundreds of millions.

Fu Po stood at the front desk and waited. At night, her one-shoulder dress was chic, but it was really cold.

"Why hasn't the car been called yet?" Fu Po looked at the guests and felt that he was standing there alone, very embarrassed, like a Thai ladyboy.

"Miss, I'm sorry, King's Landing Mansion is on the mountain, it's too remote, and there are no rentals and drivers willing to take orders. "The girl had a point. To go to King's Landing Mansion, you have to take the winding road, this big night.

Fu Po remembered the news cases of single girls who were raped and killed in a taxi......

Amitabha, you can't think about it, you can't think about it.

Why don't you stay overnight at this hotel?

Fu Po took out his wallet, only to find that he didn't have his ID card.

Very helpless, she wanted to try her luck and see if there was a little sister she knew who could let her take a ride. It was too cold to sleep in the hotel lobby.

Fu Po went out of the hotel door, only to find that it was very windy at night, and she was even colder. There was a black Bentley parked in front of the door, and it was dim at night, and the lights in the car could be faintly seen.

Suddenly the door on the side of the cab opened, and the man got out of the car, went around to the front very indifferently, and opened the co-pilot's door. Then, he walked back to the cab and waited.

I can't help it!

Cornered!

blamed myself for not thinking well and not finding a driver.

Fu Po stood in place and thought about it for thirty seconds, but still got into the car. She closed the co-pilot's door and sat in the back seat alone.

"Do you really think I'm the driver?" I could feel Lu Mugang's suppressed anger from the heart.

"No, drive. Fu Po knew that he knew that she had drunk some wine, so he simply pretended to be dead and pretended to be drunk. With a crooked neck, he pretended to be asleep.

Hey, it's cold. If only at this moment, there was a blazer with body temperature. Fu Po thought so.

Oh, stupid woman. If you can keep your mouth soft, I'll take off my blazer for you. Lu Mugang thought so.