The cake chef looked at the names of the two people dancing above, and couldn't help but extend his thumb and praise in English.

But Liang Chudong didn't care, anyway, he didn't understand any English, he just took a piece of macaron from the plate next to him, bit off most of it, and chewed it indiscriminately as he walked.

He chewed it twice, only to feel sweet and greasy, only to stop next to the trash can, and spit it out without hesitation, "Bah, bah, what a broken thing, it's not as good as dog food." ”

The pastry chef didn't understand him, but he guessed what he meant, his face turned pale and yellow, and his maroon beard trembled and trembled, and he wanted to kill the bastard.

Lu Fanyao dried the clothes on her body in the bathroom, and then tied her jet-black hair with a comb, when she came, her hair was coiled up by the makeup artist and fixed with a few pearl clips.

When the glass of the low window in the bathroom reflected the dim glow, and the melodious sounds of birds near the castle, she took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

At this time, the sky has gradually darkened, there are a lot of luxurious cars parked near the castle, people in suits and leather shoes, people of all colors, slowly coming up along the steps of the castle, and there are many people in the courtyard, holding wine glasses, looking like the upper class singing and dancing.

Just when she was shuttling around the castle, looking around for the stairs to go downstairs, Yi Yanchen had already brought Assistant Zhou over.

He couldn't help but look for Lu Fanyao's figure in the crowd, his handsome eyebrows furrowed tightly, and his eyes became more and more cold.

Just when he wanted to walk through the crowd in the living room and go to Meng Yimei to ask where Lu Fanyao had gone, his footsteps stopped in front of the eight-layer cake.

He stopped, and Assistant Zhou, who was closely following him, almost crashed into a half-human-high cake.

However, he hadn't recovered from the fright, but he saw Yi Yanchen looking at the very ordinary cake with an unfamiliar gaze.

There was a faint expression of surprise on his side face, and then he bowed his head to the pastry chef with a white top hat next to him and asked what in English, and Assistant Zhou vaguely heard the pastry chef say Liang Chudong's name in not very standard Chinese.

Assistant Zhou didn't care much about this little episode, but when he looked at Yi Yanchen's face, he couldn't help but be surprised.

But seeing that Yi Yanchen's sharp eyes were still staring at the cake, he said in a cold voice for a long time, "Sure enough, you are back, just right, no one can escape." ”

Since the death of Yi Yanchen's parents, Assistant Zhou has never seen him smile, but at this time, his slightly hooked lips actually made Assistant Zhou a little creepy.

When he looked at the cake, he saw that it was just an ordinary cake, and among the rose petals made of cream, the names of the guests were written with special cream, and even the names of Lu Fanyao and Yi Yanchen were among them.

When Assistant Zhou wanted to look at it again, he saw that the smile on the corner of Yi Yanchen's lips had been put away, as if what Assistant Zhou saw was just an illusion.

"Madame was there. Assistant Zhou's eyes caught a glimpse of Lu Fanyao, who had just come down from the stairs, and saw her head down, her eyebrows lowered, as if she was an angry little daughter-in-law.

Assistant Zhou has never been willing to see Lu Fanyao, but he only feels that this woman is not worthy of Yi Yanchen at all.

When Yi Yanchen heard his words, he swept his gaze over, and a pair of yin owl eyes stared at Lu Fanyao with some horror.

Lu Fanyao also saw Yi Yanchen at a glance among the foreigners around, a trace of light flashed in his eyes, and then he walked through the crowd and ran in the direction of Yi Yanchen.

However, Yi Yanchen's gaze did not fall on her, but stared at the young man who was quietly following her.

The young man's dark eyes shuttled through the crowd with her figure, and there was a touch of sadness on her beautiful face.

Yi Yanchen's eyebrows were slightly raised, and it was a touch of ruthlessness and scheming.

And at this moment, Lu Fanyao had already walked over, because he was running too quickly, the high heels under his feet were high, and there was some fine sweat on his white forehead.

"Yan Chen, you are here. Listening to her tone, it seemed to be a heavy sigh of relief.

"Yes, I just came over. He smiled softly, then grabbed a tissue from the table and gently wiped the sweat from her face.

However, Yi Yanchen's eyes fell on Liang Chudong in the crowd, but seeing that he was silent and a little terrifying, he looked here thoughtfully, his fists clenched tightly, as if he was enduring something.

Yi Yanchen's movements were very gentle, Lu Fanyao couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, raised his head and squeezed out a sweet smile, it seemed that all the haze had receded at once.

As soon as he looked down and saw her unretracted smile, his fingers almost trembled slightly, and then he casually threw the tissue into the trash.

Lu Fanyao tugged at the corners of his mouth, with a hint of worry in his tone, "How's the business matter going?" Mrs. Liang——"

Before she could finish her sentence, he interrupted him, his voice so faint that the elegant sound of the violin in the hall almost drowned out his voice.

"It's okay, there's no rush in this matter. He looked at the people around him, and by this time the sky was getting dark, and the lights were lit up outside, and more and more people came to the banquet.

"Well, I have something to tell you. "Because of work, she is in a rare good mood.

Yi Yanchen continued in a gentle tone, "Let's go, let's go out for a walk." ”

After saying that, he handed his bones to her clearly, and she slowly handed her hand over a little shyly.

The young man in the distance was still watching quietly, and the glass chandelier on his head illuminated his face without blood.

Yi Yanchen held her hand tightly and slowly walked to the outside of the castle, and they walked along the roses for a long time until there was no way.

She raised her head slowly, and even her eyebrows had a faint smile, "I got a job, I went to a private school to be a teacher, how about it, am I very good." ”

She looked at him with joy on her face, just waiting for his praise, but she saw Yi Yanchen bent her lips, and there was no sadness or joy in her eyes, "Although I have gambled all my assets into it, it is more than enough to support you." ”

Although Lu Fanyao usually babbles, he also has no heart and lungs, and he can't hear the coldness in his voice at all.

"I always have to go out to work, I can't count on you to support me for the rest of my life. Lu Fanyao's dark eyes seemed to be filled with endless waves, and even his eyelashes trembled slightly in the wind.

"I'll give you in the company—"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lu Fanyao, "Still like in the Yi Group before, idle, like a rice worm?" ”

The moment she interrupted him, Yi Yanchen's face was already displeased. No one had ever dared to interrupt him, but Lu Fanyao had violated his taboo.

But even so, his voice was still lukewarm, but Lu Fanyao didn't feel like they were husband and wife, but like businessmen testing each other in the mall.

"If you go out to work, what will the reporters write, saying that the Yi family is completely ruined, and I, Yi Yanchen, can't even stand the family business that my parents have built, and even Mrs. Yi has to make money to support herself. ”

Lu Fanyao actually felt for a moment that he had never known Yi Yanchen, as if the person standing in front of her was a stranger.

"Our relationship is not public, not even the wedding has taken place, no one will know that I am your wife. ”

Yi Yanchen stared at her eyes tightly, and a cold light flashed, "Our relationship will definitely be public, this is the image of the company-"

Lu Fanyao bit his lip and held back the tears in his eyes, "Okay, I listen to you, who told me to marry you, I accepted my fate." ”

After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked back, and just when she was wrong, the roses blooming beside her pierced her fingers with sharp thorns, and her tears fell from pain.

The garden in front of the castle was large, as if it were only found in fairy tale books, except that she was never a princess, even if she was married to Yi Yanchen.

She walked for a while, and faintly heard footsteps behind her, very shallow, as if she was afraid of disturbing her.

Lu Fanyao slowly turned her head, even though tears blurred her vision, she still recognized the person standing in front of her.

"Why are you?" she rubbed the corners of her eyes, but still couldn't make out the expression on his face at this time, "came to see my joke?"

"Are you crying?" he said with nervousness in his voice, and suddenly walked over, leaning down to look at her face carefully, only to see a few more tears rolling down.

"You don't care. Lu Fanyao didn't know why he was angry with him like this, "Get out." ”

Because tears covered her eyes, Lu Fanyao couldn't see the sadness that gradually appeared in his eyes, and just left slowly, as if he was walking in a hurry, and soon there were no footsteps.

When Liang Chudong found Yi Yanchen, he was still standing where he was talking to Lu Fanyao just now, slicing it tightly, and he was not a little surprised by Liang Chudong's arrival.

Liang Chudong is simple-minded and has the impetuosity of a teenager, and in front of him, he is like an ant who has been toyed with and applauded.

"Why don't you let Lu Fanyao go to work, do you know how much she likes that job?" Liang Chudong's voice was full of anger.

Yi Yanchen's voice was hoarse, and he said lightly after a long time: "Oh, you are in charge of being wide, this is our husband and wife's business, and it is really not your turn to preach." ”

Liang Chudong was suppressed by his momentum, and only took a deep breath, "Please, can't you?"

The corners of Yi Yanchen's lips curled in a half-curved arc, "Is this your attitude of begging for people? ”

The dappled light and shadow fell on the young man's pale face, and he knelt down in a daze, his back bent slightly, looking extremely humble, "Is this enough?"