The hall lit by dozens of crystal lamps was as bright as day, and the VIPs who came and went were smiling and smiling, saying all kinds of words that could continue the topic, and the corners of their mouths hung with a decent smile, as if they were a heaven and earth without sorrow.

Jing Hao wore a sky-blue floor-length dress, holding the hand of Yan Ju wearing a dark blue suit on her side and walked into the banquet hall.

Noticing that the gaze that moved from all directions after entering the arena, Yan Ju leaned his head to the ear of the person beside him, and whispered with a joke in his voice, "Miss Yan is quite satisfied with this effect?" ”

Jing Hao glanced at him, and the raised eyeliner was a little domineering, "Isn't Yan Gongzi confident in his aesthetics at all?" ”

When she spoke, she couldn't help but shift her weight to Yan Ju, carefully relaxing her ankles under the skirt and having some faint pain, and the closer posture became more intimate to outsiders.

Yan Ju naturally felt her movements, and while holding her firmly on his arm without a trace, he frowned, and the words he wanted to ask were circled around his mouth and swallowed back, raising his eyes and searching around for a place to rest temporarily.

"Hey, Lao Lin told me before that Xiaohao was here tonight, I don't believe it yet, I didn't expect you to be here." Suddenly, the sound of interjection came with a middle-aged man who walked in, and he put the wine glass he was holding on the tray next to the waiter, and looked Jing Hao up and down.

Jing Hao bent the corners of his mouth, "It turned out to be Uncle Lu." ”

Lu Da smiled and squinted when he heard this, "Speaking of which, Xiao Hao and I haven't seen each other for several years, ask your brother, every time he says that you are busy, and I finally met today, Xiao Hao wants to catch up with Uncle Lu, speaking of which, when your parents are still there, our two families are like a family, and the relationship between you and Yan Ting is also very good." ”

As he spoke, he was about to reach out and pull Jinghao, "Come on, go dance with your uncle......

His hand was still stretched out halfway, Yan Ju had already taken a step back with Jing Hao to avoid his outstretched hand, and hooked the corners of his mouth at the surprised person, "I'm sorry, she was tired of jumping just now." ”

Lu Da's smile froze, and in a blink of an eye, he recovered as before, and looked at Jing Hao next to him, "Uncle Lu has been abroad all these years, but he is so shallow that he doesn't even know our new son and brother in Rongcheng, I don't know who this father is?" ”

He looked Yanju up and down, "If you can be by Xiaohao's side, you must have a very extraordinary background, right?" Speaking of which, in foreign countries over the years, there are countless people who want to take Yan Ting's position, and they never know what kind of person they are and what their parents are who can get on the stage. ”

Jing Hao shook Yan Ju's arm that suddenly tightened, and smiled at Lu Da, "That's also Uncle Lu only has one son, Brother Yanting, so naturally I want to help him pave the road in the future, so as not to let him fall, my brother is here, I can do whatever I want, and I don't have to hold on to my face." ”

After she finished speaking, she didn't wait for Lu Da to come back, so she simply stepped forward and grabbed his arm, "Didn't Uncle Lu say that he wanted to invite me to dance?" The next dance song is about to begin. ”

She took Lu Da's hand and left, without even saying a word to Yan Ju, Lu Da looked back, and couldn't help but snort contemptuously in his heart, for those chasing wind and shadows outside, saying that Miss Yan valued the rumors of this cowherd very much, and also made a big fuss about herself before, and deliberately investigated the actions of this cowherd.

It's just the son of a murderer, what's the use of having an empty skin?

He hugged Jing Hao's waist in vain, and walked along with the dance music, full of the bitter tone of the elders, "Xiao Hao, it's not Uncle Lu who said you, with your identity, you have to care about the people you associate with, don't want any cats and dogs to stay by your side, no matter how good-looking you are, you can't match the net worth of a well-connected person......"

"Uncle Lu is going to say in the next sentence that Brother Yan Ting and I have a lot of connections, right? It's a pity that the identity is right, and the others are 108,000 miles apart. ”

Jing looked at Lu Da in front of him who couldn't maintain his smile with a smile, his gentle tone and warm expression were like saying something nice, "Uncle Lu doesn't know it, but he still pretends not to know why my brother told you that I am not there, and don't go abroad after my parents have an accident, and after my brother takes power, he will return to me and pretend to be an elder." ”

"The glory of your big family, your argument that you are from your parents, it's best not to say it a second time in front of me."

"It's not that everyone is your son, and they can use your smug father."

Jing Hao sentence after sentence, but the pace under his feet did not stop, and he estimated that the dance music was about to end, and then he hooked the corners of his mouth, and lightly said the facts that he had inadvertently learned before, "You say, if Brother Yan Ting knew that he had become what he is now because he bumped into his father and killed his mother, what would he think of you?" ”

Her words fell, and a dance song was just at the end, and the band sitting on the side was about to play the next song, when they heard a sudden violent sound from the hall where the song and dance were leveling.

As soon as the group turned their heads following the voice, they saw Lu Dayi slamming Miss Yan to the ground with a stunned face, with an angry expression as if she was about to eat someone.

Before the person who was frightened by the sudden change could react, Jing Hao, who fell to the ground, suddenly reached out and covered his ankle, his face was snow-white in pain, and his suppressed voice was particularly clear in the dead banquet hall.

"It hurts—"

Before she could spit out her words, a person squatted next to her.

Yan Ju stood next to her, reached out to touch the ankle she was holding, and retracted it halfway, simply picked her up horizontally, and walked straight in the direction of the door, while lowering his head and asking, "You bear with me, we'll go back immediately." ”

"My foot seems to have twisted just now," Jing Hao replied in a tone that was clear enough for the people around her to hear, while blinking quickly at Yan Ju, turning his head and burying his face in his arms, his tone was puzzled and aggrieved, "But why did Uncle Lu push me?" We've all been talking a lot. ”

Everyone's eyes were focused on Lu Da, who was standing in place, and there were not a few people who had paid attention to Jing Hao openly or secretly, so they naturally saw the words and deeds of the two of them.

Lu Da was so angry that his hands were trembling, but he couldn't sue anyone else for every word Jing Hao said just now, and it was clear that her expression just now was not an insult.

Having no excuse.

Jing Hao was sent out by the Lin family, who couldn't help but apologize, and before he could laugh when he got in the car, he was so frightened that he covered his skirt in a hurry, looked at Yan Ju in disbelief, and his eyes were like two black grapes, "What are you going to do?" ”

Although she didn't think that Yan Ju would do anything at this time, she was suddenly lifted her skirt, and no girl should be able to keep her composure.

Yan Ju glanced at her expression, and the anger that came out dissipated most of it in an instant, and a harmless smile appeared on her face again, "What else can I do but see what you have tossed yourself into?" ”

His expression was calm and pure, but the afterglow unconsciously fell on the half of the white slender calf that had been lifted out just now because of his excessive movements.

"What will I toss myself into?" Jing Hao moved his foot to let the hanging skirt fall, "I was prepared before he pushed, I looked like I fell, but in fact I didn't hurt much, I didn't think that I couldn't think that I would be injured because of such a person." ”

"You know he's going to push you?"

Yan Ju immediately caught the information in her words, but according to what he saw before, the person surnamed Lu should not be so disproportionate as to go back and push a junior with a not simple background.

"If he doesn't do anything to me after being scolded so badly, then I really have to impress him." Jing Hao turned his head and glanced at Yan Ju, "Who asked him to sarcastically mock you before, but I helped you out this time." ”

Her words were straightforward, with a bit of invitation, and she didn't intend to let her "credit" slip away like this.

Yan Ju reached out and touched the hair he had coiled with his own hands before, pulled out the quaint hairpin to free her imprisoned hair, □□ his fingers and gently combed it through, and the corners of his mouth smiled proudly, "You were deliberately pushed down by him, just to help me vent my evil anger?" ”

Jing Hao explained very directly, "That's not either." ”

"Yan Shen is coming back soon, I can't hide my injury from him, rather than letting him know that I was injured when I went out to play, it is better to let him think that I was injured when I went to the banquet, so that next time he will definitely not let me go to those messy banquets, and there is no excuse to stop me from going out to play."

"Moreover, he actually hates Lu Da very much, and he can barely cope with it because of his parents' friendship with him when he was alive, and as soon as this incident is troubled, he naturally has a reason to turn people away and never get along."

Yan Ju looked at her vivid eyebrows as she spoke, and suddenly felt a little jealous of Yan Shen, who was thinking about everything and would not leave for more than three sentences.

He suddenly bent down and grabbed Jinghao's ankle, and put it directly on his knee, and by the time she reacted, she could already feel the clear breath coming from her ankle, and someone was already smiling.

"He also said that he didn't hurt it, and it was obviously not swollen before."

He gently placed his finger on the bruise, like a feather scraping it, and the soft and slightly itchy touch climbed all the way up, spreading crispy and numb to the bottom of his heart.

Yan Ju lowered his head and imprinted a kiss on the bruise, like a light rain falling on the apricot blossoms, and even the sound was lingering like a spring breeze.

"I'm going to be distressed."