Suzhou and Hangzhou are historical cities, and now the summer vacation is coming soon, and the tourists who come to travel can be endless.

For a person like Yan Murong who only sees the scenery in the deep mountains, if he has the opportunity to come out, he naturally wants to have a visit.

Throughout the afternoon, Yan Murong followed Teng Xiangling, a free tour guide, to hang out, but during this period, he also received a call from Chen Hanqing, asking why he didn't go to school. Yan Murong apologized again and again, which can be regarded as perfunctory.

"You're going to wear this at night?" Teng Xiangling looked at Yan Murong in casual sportswear and asked.

"What's wrong with this one?" Yan Murong asked strangely.

Yan Minghua bought this body for him for tens of thousands of yuan, and there is nothing wrong with wearing this body.

Besides, Yan Murong is a very casual person, he will not wear suitable clothes because he wants to attend any occasion, he will only wear what he feels comfortable - he has to wear a suit on such a hot day, and he doesn't know what those people think.

"Whatever you want." Teng Xiangling rolled his eyes and said.

She also knew that if she wanted Yan Murong to listen to her, she had to use some special means, but now she didn't have any special means to use, so she simply didn't care about him.

If you want Yan Murong to listen to her, it is really more difficult than persuading prostitutes ~ women to be good-

The Situ family's villa is so big that it is more than enough to hold a concert in the courtyard.

At the beginning of the lanterns, the courtyard of Situ's house was decorated with lights like the Chinese New Year, and a long dining table was placed in the middle of the courtyard, on which all kinds of desserts and drinks were available - in this way, it did not look like a banquet, but more like someone was holding a wedding.

In the middle of the dining table is an eight-story champagne tower, which has been filled with champagne and looks beautiful under the light.

At this time, a lot of people had gathered in the courtyard, all dressed like dogs, men in suits and ties, and women in dresses with high heels. These people are getting together in groups of three or five, either discussing current affairs and politics, or discussing handsome men and women, anyway, they will discuss whatever taste.

When Yan Murong and Teng Xiangling came in, no one noticed them at all, and even if they did, they just glanced at them.

Yan Murong swept around the crowd and didn't see Situ Jin's figure.

"Situ Jin is not here." Teng Xiangling said.

"See." Yan Murong said with a smile. "Judging from the grade of this kind of party, the general host is the last to appear."

As he was talking, a handsome man in a casual suit, holding a glass of champagne in one hand and a woman with a bewitching and sexy figure in the other, but with only a medium appearance, walked over.

The man is indeed very handsome, with a height of one meter eight, a Chinese face, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and slightly long bangs just cover the corner of one eye, which makes him more mysterious and daring while showing his handsomeness.

"Xiaoling, when did you come back?" The man smiled at Yan Murong and nodded, then looked at Teng Xiangling and asked.

The man's voice is a little hoarse, but it is this hoarseness that has a fatal lethal effect on some women with voice control.

Handsome faces, hoarse voices, a combination of angels and demons.

"Brother Gongsun." Teng Xiangling smiled and nodded to Gongsun Wuji and said. "I just came back this morning, too."

"Haha." Gongsun Wuji laughed. "Situ Jin, this guy, I said, how could he think of holding such a drinking party-I was also quite puzzled when I received the call, and he was willing to be extravagant because you came back."

"Brother Gongsun laughed." Teng Xiangling smiled slightly and said. "He can do it if he wants to, and if he doesn't want to do it, he won't do it, and it has nothing to do with me."

"Haha, you." Gongsun Wuji stretched out his hand and nodded at Teng Xiangling, and said with a smile. "You've been the kind of person you've been since you were a child, and you haven't changed in years—by the way, who is this?"

Gongsun Wuji looked at Yan Murong, who was looking east and west, and asked Teng Xiangling. "This person looks a little raw, isn't he from Suzhou and Hangzhou?"

"Yan Murong." Teng Xiangling pointed at Yan Murong and said. "My boyfriend, Yanjing is here."

"Oh? Yanjing from here? Gongsun Wuji was stunned for a moment, looked at Yan Murong carefully, and then smiled. No matter where it came from, since it came, the person who came was a guest. ”

"Hello." Yan Murong withdrew his eyes from the dining table, looked at Gongsun Wuji and nodded, and said.

"Hello." Gongsun Wuji nodded at Yan Murong with a smile and said. "I've heard about some of Yan Shao's deeds in Yanjing for a long time, and if I can meet today, I have to have a good chat with you-isn't it convenient to transfer Yan Shao?"

Yan Murong was stunned, and Teng Xiangling was also stunned.

What did he talk to himself about? Yan Murong thought.

Although he was a little puzzled, Yan Murong still agreed. "It's boring anyway, so let's talk."

After speaking, Yan Murong gave Teng Xiangling a look, and followed Gongsun Wuji to the dining table.

Gongsun Wuji put the empty glass in his hand on the dining table, and took a glass of champagne from the wine tower before speaking. "Yan Shao belongs to the Yan family?"

"If Yanjing doesn't have a second Yan family, then I should be." Yan Murong said with a smile.

"Haha, I know." Gongsun Wuji laughed heartily a few times and said. "Otherwise, Zheng Wuming wouldn't have lost so much face in his own bar and remained indifferent."

Yan Murong was not surprised by Gongsun Wuji's words - there were so many people in duckweed that night, maybe one or two mouths would quickly tell him about the events of that day, but he couldn't understand what Gongsun Wuji thought when he mentioned this to him as soon as he came up? Is this a provocation?

"Yan Shao, don't get me wrong." Seeing that Yan Murong didn't speak, Gongsun Wuji smiled and said. "I'm a straightforward person, I can say whatever I want--but I have to remind Yan Shao first, Situ Jin is not Zheng Wuming, he is just a villain, I'm afraid tonight's party is also aimed at you, right?"

"Oh?" Yan Murong was very surprised by Gongsun Wuji's reminder.

"Aren't you wearing a pair of pants?"

"It's a pair of pants." Gongsun Wuji nodded. "But the pants are a little inappropriate, one leg is normal, and the other leg is short."

"Haha, I'm just kidding." Gongsun Wuji suddenly laughed, picked up the champagne in his hand, and said. "Come, Yan Shao, when we meet for the first time, I will toast you."

"I don't have any alcohol." Yan Murong spread his hands and said, now almost everyone's eyes are attracted by Gongsun Wuji's whisper, what is the matter with clinking glasses with him?

"It's okay, isn't it?" Gongsun Wuji pointed to the champagne tower beside him and said.

"Oh, okay then." Yan Murong nodded, and picked up a glass of wine from the bottom.

"Whoa!"

As soon as the glass was drawn, the eight-story champagne tower lost its support and immediately tilted to one side, and then the wine wiped the ground, and the glass that fell to the ground was also shattered.

"You made me take it, I didn't know it would fall." Yan Murong looked at Gongsun Wuji with an innocent face and said.

ps: Flower collection, everyone do it, we also have the motivation to not. It's the end of the world, so you can fulfill my little wish.