Chapter Ninety-Six: Being Said to Be a Little White Face

At night, the dark night seems a little quiet. The Imperial City International Hotel, one of the more famous hotels in Kyoto, is a towering building, luxurious decoration, and lights that shine everywhere at night!

It makes people feel luxurious!

However, today is destined to be an extraordinary day. Because in the parking lot of the Imperial City International Hotel, there are a lot of luxury vehicles, BMW, Mercedes-Benz, Porsche! As if it was a luxurious feast of vehicles, all kinds of vehicles stayed here and bloomed in their glory!

A red sports car appeared in the parking lot, flicked its tail slightly, and successfully stayed in an empty seat! The car door slowly opened, and a beautiful and noble woman slowly stepped out of the car, the luxurious dress like a queen, nobly dragging a long "tail!" The delicate facial features that seem to be made by God, the iceberg-like face, exudes a noble and cold atmosphere!

The door of the back seat slowly opened, and a handsome man who was evil and noble walked down slowly! The evil charm has a delicate and seductive appearance, a handsome appearance that is enough to kill a woman's surname in seconds, deep black pupils, and a tall figure. The luxurious and noble black dress is worn on the man's body, noble, evil, the corner of the man's mouth hangs a trace of evil curvature, the frivolity between the corners of the mouth, the evil charm in the eyes! It's like a playboy!

A man and a woman, a golden boy and a girl! Tonight, the Imperial City International Hotel will dazzle because of them.

"Did you remember what I said?" The noble, otherworldly woman, asked the tall, noble, and evil man beside her.

"Of course, my great little Wanbing, put your little hand on mine!" The corners of the man's mouth showed a charming and evil smile, the frivolity in his eyes, and the nobility of his gestures! The man stretched out his hand slightly, waiting for the woman to hold his hand, and the charming smile on his face was intoxicating.

The woman didn't speak, just stretched out her Qianqianyu hand and grabbed the man's arm! But on the woman's face, it was dyed with a thin layer of red glow, and the face of the iceberg seemed to be slowly thawed, which was extremely charming. Moreover, the two look like a close couple, which looks enviable.

Needless to say, these two people are Leng Wanbing and Tang Xin!

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Imperial City International Hotel, 2nd Floor! If the first floor is a place for dinner, then the second floor is a luxurious place for banquets! There are tables around them, and the food that looks good and smells is on the table. In the center, there is a large pool of water with a statue in it!

At the banquet, all kinds of successful people were neatly dressed, with a smile on their faces, holding wine glasses, and talking and laughing with the people around them! It's just that few people know whether that smile is real or fake.

Suddenly, two people slowly walked into the hall, but the two people who had just appeared focused everyone's attention!

The reason is nothing else, that is, the man is too handsome, and the woman is too beautiful!

Tang Xin and Leng Wanbing slowly walked into the hall, and the luxurious and extravagant chandelier above their heads exuded a golden light! What caught my eye was all kinds of people, blessed, handsome, beautiful, beautiful, noble, old, all kinds of people appeared in front of Tang Xin's eyes.

Tang Xin was a little shocked, because he was a little shocked from the people's suits, the luxurious and extravagant decorations, and the meals cooked from the expensive ingredients on the table! Tang Xin knew that these were all expensive, and Tang Xin secretly sighed in his heart: This is the life of the rich, this is the life of successful people at the top of the society!

But Tang Xin quickly adapted to this place, with that frivolous and evil smile on the corner of his mouth, and a trace of hidden shock appeared in his deep black pupils, but more of it was noble and evil! Slowly walking into the venue, Tang Xin's momentum changed slightly, and the evil spirit was unruly and noble, which was unimaginable!

Leng Wanbing seems to have come to this kind of occasion too much, and the delicate face is still the expression of the eternal iceberg, cold and noble atmosphere, with a hint of strength, this seems to be the theme of Leng Wanbing! Tall, curvy figure, delicate facial features, cold and noble face, fair skin, this is Leng Wanbing.

"President Leng, who is this?" A middle-aged man with a slightly fat figure, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, slowly came to Tang Xin and Leng Wanbing's figures, and asked. But in his heart, the middle-aged man felt that he had thought that he had been noble and handsome for many years, but in front of Tang Xin's eyes, he was like a beggar, because Tang Xin's noble and evil aura needed to be cultivated by a wealthy family that had been inherited for a long time.

"My boyfriend!" Leng Wanbing heard this, and replied to the middle-aged man, although his attitude was slightly respectful, but his tone was an iceberg breath that had not changed for thousands of years, which was nice and cold! Although Leng Wanbing said very few words, she was able to accurately express the breath she wanted to express.

When the noble woman on the side heard this, she couldn't help but shake her head secretly, and then walked towards other good-looking men. They finally saw a handsome young man like Prince Charming, but he had become someone else's boyfriend!

Moreover, Leng Wanbing's beautiful face and strong and noble aura made them dare not approach! They can't compare with Leng Wanbing, because Leng Wanbing's beauty makes people jealous, and they slowly dress up, but the light makeup makes all the female surnames present ashamed!

Tang Xin's handsome and evil charm is the focus of the attention of the female surname present! And Leng Wanbing's coldness and glamorousness were the focus of the eyes of all the men present.

"Oh, this gentleman is President Leng's boyfriend?" When the middle-aged man with a slightly fat figure heard this, he smiled slightly, looked at Tang Xin, who was evil in appearance and noble, and then said to Leng Wanbing: "This gentleman has a handsome appearance, and he exudes an evil and noble atmosphere, he must be from an extraordinary background!" ”

When Leng Wanbing heard this, she didn't speak, holding Tang Xin's arm with one hand, and stood quietly! A trace of cunning flashed in Tang Xin's deep black pupils, he saw the guess in the middle-aged man's eyes, and then Tang Xin slowly spoke: "I'm just a little orphan, compared to all the people present, I don't have the slightest nobility at all!" ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, his eyes were slightly surprised, he couldn't have imagined that this noble-looking man was actually just an orphan, but the aura exuded from his body could only be inherited by a wealthy family that had been inherited for at least three generations!

Who believes that they are orphans?

This son laughed, although he is not talented, but at least he still has the eye to see people! The price of this dress on the lower body is at least worth hundreds of thousands, this fine work, and excellent fabric, is a master's work! Moreover, this son, your temperament is noble and evil, if there is no inheritance of three generations, it is impossible to look like this! The fat man smiled slightly and said to Tang Xin.

"Oh, really?" The corners of Tang Xin's mouth outlined a wicked smile, and he asked at the man who was blessed. Tang Xin suddenly understood, sometimes, you tell the truth, no one believes it!

"Really!" The fat man patted his chest and said to Tang Xin.

"Then you guessed wrong!" Tang Xin smiled slightly and said to the fat man.

"Hey, it's you again! You little white face, what qualifications do you have to appear here? A somewhat indistinct voice came from behind Tang Xin, and that voice was obviously said to Tang Xin.

There was a sneer on the corner of Tang Xin's mouth, and he said secretly: "You are really ghostly!" ”

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