The phone never got through.

Yang Wenkai hesitated for a while, looked back at the closed door, listened to the sound of fierce battle faintly coming from inside, scolded hatefully in his heart, turned around and walked towards the elevator room.

“…… Lao Tzu is not your servant!You can enjoy it yourself, Lao Tzu will not serve!" he thought through gritted teeth.

The son of the Yang family took the elevator down to the lobby on the first floor, looked for a while at the dance scene, and grabbed a few waiters to ask, but still found nothing.

"She wouldn't be dancing with anyone else, would she?" but not like that......" he muttered in confusion.

in the compartment.

“…… Sister Lan, let's go dance!" Qin Yuanjun saw that Zhao Xinglan's interest seemed to be good, and he boldly proposed.

"Okay, let's go!"

Zhao Xinglan, who was in a good mood, did not refuse this time, and happily agreed, stroked the skirt elegantly, and got up.

Wang Zhongting and Song Xiangyu's eyes were full of envy, but this great beauty had already been favored by the prince of the Qin family, and in view of the good relationship between several families, they really couldn't pull down this cheek to openly dig into the wall.

On the edge of the dance floor, Yang Wenkai, who was looking around, suddenly widened his eyes.

I saw that not far ahead, a beautiful young man in a sapphire blue suit was holding a stunning beauty, noble, cold, and charming, who is not Zhao Xinglan?

"Uh...... You—You're not ......" He pointed at the other party dumbfounded, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Shouldn't this big beauty be in the room on the sixth floor, stripped naked by the Zhao family, tied to the bed and ravaged to her heart's content? Why did she appear here in a blink of an eye?

This is not scientific!

When Qin Yuanjun saw that it was him, his eyes were slightly condensed, and he said lukewarmly: "Brother Yang, what are you doing? Why are you here alone? Could it be that your fiancée is dancing with someone else?"

"......" Yang Wenkai snorted, turned his head and left, he was a little confused now, and he really didn't have much interest in grinding with the prince of the Qin family.

Zhao Xinglan glanced at him with a smile, pulled Qin Yuanjun into the dance floor together, and began to dance with the soft and graceful music.

"This pair looks quite compatible!" the VIPs who saw the two of them around invariably thought in their hearts.

Zhao Xinglan's figure is tall and slender, and although Qin Yuanjun is not even seventeen years old, he is also extremely tall, and when the two dance together, they are dressed in the same color, and outsiders who don't know the inside will only think that this couple is talented and beautiful, and they are extremely compatible, and they can't see that they are just friends.

"Wait a minute, I guess there's a good show to watch!" On the dance floor, Zhao Xinglan whispered to Qin Yuanjun.

The beautiful young man blinked, and quickly guessed what she meant: "You mean that Yang Wenkai, or is it his fiancée?"

"Well, that's right!" Zhao Xinglan smiled, this guy is quite smart.

Qin Yuanjun was thoughtful, just looking at Yang Wenkai's unyielding appearance just now, maybe things are really a little strange? I don't know how big this scene will be.

After thinking about it, he no longer cared about this issue, looking at the stunning beauty close at hand, he was intoxicated and plucked up the courage to call: "Sister Lan......"

"Huh, what's wrong?"

"Still won't give me a chance?"

"Why give you a chance?"

"Because only I like you Sister Lan the most!" Qin Yuanjun said in a natural tone.

Zhao Xinglan shook her head and said with a straight face: "But sister, I'm used to being at ease, I won't marry in this life, and it's impossible to play the image of a wealthy housewife, so don't bother with it." ”

“…… But I'm not going to give up. Qin Yuanjun still insisted.

Zhao Xinglan smiled helplessly and did not continue to argue with him on this issue.

It's still the same sentence: If you want to call Hu Linyue a mother, it won't be more likely than a thousand suns in the sky at the same time.

At this time, the optically invisible combat split had faithfully turned back the picture of the sixth floor student.

Yang Wenkai couldn't find anyone, so he returned to the door of room 35, and when he heard the fierce fighting that still didn't stop inside, the doubts and uneasiness in his heart became more and more serious.

Suddenly, the door of the elevator in the distance opened, and a large group of reporters carrying cameras and microphones poured out, and several female reporters muttered: "...... Miss Xue said, room 35 on the sixth floor, it should be here!"

"These guys were called by Luo Jun?" Yang Wenkai's heart moved slightly, and he pretended to be casual and walked to the side, allowing the uncrowned kings to come and knock on the door.

Of course, he understood what his fiancée meant, which was to discredit that Zhao Xinglan. But now Zhao Xinglan is dancing on the dance floor below, so who is the woman in the room?

At this time, he had already determined that the son of the Zhao family had made a mistake, so it was very good, so it was not bad for him to show his appearance in front of reporters.

More than ten seconds later, two male reporters with big shoulders and round waists finally knocked open the door, and everyone swarmed in with long guns and short cannons, and Yang Wenkai took the opportunity to mix in and rushed in.

At this moment, the son of the Zhao family is still riding on the body of that beautiful woman and sprinting to his heart's content, but this kind of thing is extremely amazing for the consumption of physical energy, so after spraying a few times in the other party's body, his current movement frequency has eased a lot, and he is still sweating like rain.

When many lights and cameras were aimed at him, it took him a long time to react, and he still habitually sprinted a few times, and only stopped after another explosion.

"You ...... What's going on?", he asked, blankly exhausted.

At this moment, Yang Wenkai had already seen the face of the woman riding under him, and suddenly let out a frightened and angry roar: "Bastard, this ...... What's going on?!"

The woman who was defenseless, had a jade face and a beautiful eye that was half-open and half-closed was none other than his fiancée Xue Luojun!

The surrounding reporters were also stunned, and whispered:

“…… Didn't you hear that it was the one who was overthrown before you came...... Is that Zhao Xinglan?"

“…… I thought I could interview the scandalous love history of the first beauty in China, but I didn't expect ......"

“…… Isn't she a cousin with the son of the Zhao family?"

“…… Tsk, it's really a bird\beast! My own sister can do it!"

"Uh-huh, that's exciting!"

“……”

Yang Wenkai only felt that his eyes were dark, and a stream of blood rushed straight to his brain, and when the world was spinning, the remaining reason in his mind was instantly burned out by the raging anger.

His eyes showed a hideous color that made people palpitate, like a wounded wolf, he pounced on him like crazy, grabbed Zhao Jinghong's head, and slapped his head and face: "Bastard, bastard, pig......"

"I'm going to kill you...... I...... I'm going to kill you——!"

(End of chapter)