Sebastian had a brief conversation with Ren Siqi, and after releasing the "goodwill" of the Luzon Spaniards towards the Ming people, he asked David to take Ren Siqi out.

It was nearly dusk, and there was still a little time before the ball, and David, as the landlord, invited Ren Siqi to a restaurant for dinner.

"Dear Ren, this is the best restaurant in the whole of Manila, and its steak grill tastes absolutely excellent, and many Spaniards in Mexico come to visit it." David's words remain the usual exaggeration.

"David, I wonder how many Spaniards there are in the whole of Manila? There are several more restaurants. Ren Siqi said.

"There are more than 1,000 Spaniards in Manila, and there are two restaurants, but that's not the point, the point is that the steaks are really delicious."

In David's rambling, the two came to the restaurant.

"Two steaks, five matures, two salads, two cocktails." David took it upon himself to order.

"No, I'm not going to eat raw steak, I'm going to grill it." Ren Siqi hurriedly corrected that he hated eating this kind of half-cooked steak the most when he ate Western food in his previous life.

"Are you sure? Well, give him a fully cooked, strange Ming man. ”

"David, when will you give me the musket you sent me?" Ren Siqi asked, eating steak.

"Of course it's after the ball, when I send you back, are you going to go to the ball with a musket, my God, that's not a good idea."

Ren Siqi just reminded him not to forget, he didn't believe in David's character very much.

After eating, it was already dark. The two of them walked out of the dining room to the auditorium where the ball was held.

David took out the invitation card in his hand, the waiter looked at the invitation, and then looked at Ren Siqi's face carefully, without saying a word, pushed open the door of the auditorium and invited the two to enter.

The auditorium is resplendent with gold, a huge glass chandelier hangs from the ceiling in the middle of the hall, and the light emitted by hundreds of candles lit on it makes the whole hall dreamlike through the refraction of the glass. The walls on both sides of the hall were lit with dozens of thick candles.

Leaning against the walls on either side is a long table with fruits, bread, and drinks for guests to enjoy.

Melodious music echoed throughout the auditorium, and five Spanish musicians were playing Western instruments.

Thirty or forty people had gathered in the hall, and some kept entering from the outside. Of course, the vast majority of the hall was white, except for a shaved man with a bun on his head and a few dark-skinned Filipino natives in the corner of the hall.

David was very familiar with people, and after apologizing to Ren Siqi, he threw Ren Siqi aside, got into the crowd, and shamelessly talked and laughed with a few Spanish women, causing them to burst into laughter. Those women looked a little familiar, as if they had bought silk at their stall the day before yesterday.

In the melodious music, Sebastian, the governor of the Philippines in Spain, walked into the auditorium with a young girl in his arms, and the two Sebastian walked to the front with applause all around.

It turned out to be her, Ren Siqi recognized this Spanish girl, the Spanish girl named Lea who was buying silk the day before yesterday and was slaughtered by herself, it turned out that he was the daughter of the Spanish Governor of the Philippines. Today's Liya is wearing a red dress, her white and tender little face is set off red, and her whole body is full of vitality.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for attending my daughter Leah's birthday party" Sebastian spoke quickly, and there were many slang words in the sentences, Ren Siqi couldn't keep up and couldn't understand, and he didn't want to listen carefully, so he picked up a piece of fruit and put it to his mouth and ate it slowly.

The music resumed, and the ball officially began, as a couple of men and women walked into the center of the hall holding hands.

Melodious music, dancing crowds, in a trance, Ren Siqi seems to feel like he has returned to the 21st century, he is still the unmarried company executive in his thirties, every weekend, meet three or five friends to drink and dance in the bar.

"Ren, why are you here?" Just as Ren Siqi was deep in thought, a soft voice sounded in his ears, and when he looked up, Liya in a red dress was standing in front of him.

Dressed in weird clothes, but looking good. Dressing up is so out of place in a group of Westerners in suits and ties, but it has a unique charm.

Liya saw Ren Siqi at a glance in the crowd, and Ren Siqi left a deep impression on her last time on the dock, but she didn't expect the second meeting to come so quickly, which made her really a little surprised. Accustomed to seeing the courtesy of her own men in front of her, Liya has an inexplicable affection for this oriental man.

Hurriedly declined the invitation of several Spanish men to dance, and walked through the crowd to Ren Siqi.

"Leah, beautiful princess, let's meet again." Ren Siqi said with a smile.

"I'm not a princess, I'm just an ordinary Spanish girl, and the king's daughter is called a princess." The girl thought that Ren Siqi didn't know the meaning of the Spanish princess, so she kindly explained.

"No, in my heart, you are a beautiful princess." Ren Siqi complimented shamelessly.

Listening to Ren Siqi's words, the girl smiled happily.

"I'm a princess, then you're the prince of the East, I wonder what kind of gift the prince brought to the princess's birthday?" The girl asked mischievously.

Ren Siqi really didn't bring any gifts, touched his waist, and had nothing but a folding fan, so he handed the folding fan out with both hands.

"Liya, this is my gift to you, here is a painting painted by Tang Bohu, the greatest talent of the Ming Dynasty, which is priceless." Ren Siqi said. Ren Siqi's folding fan was only purchased for two dollars of silver, and the painting on it was not really painted by Tang Bohu, but imitated by others.

"Really?" Liya opened the folding fan and looked at it carefully, seeing that the painting was very beautiful, but she couldn't say what was good. But since he said yes, it must be good to think about it.

"So, Prince of the East, will you invite me to do a dance?" Liya put away the fan and sent out an invitation, but she was a little worried about whether this oriental man would dance?

"It's an honor!" Ren Siqi left his left hand behind his back, stretched out his right hand, bowed slightly, and issued an invitation.

The right hand gently held the girl's little hand, and the left hand hugged the slender waist that Ying Ying grasped, well, the elasticity is good!

Smelling the girl's fresh body fragrance, slowly shaking with the dance music. Melodious music echoed in the wide auditorium, and a girl in his arms was swaying and strolling, and Ren Siqi suddenly seemed to have returned to the past.

"Ren, can you put your hand on it!" The girl Lea shyly raised her dissatisfaction.

"Uh, I'm sorry, your clothes are so slippery." Ren Siqi hurriedly apologized.

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"Ren, can you not use so much force in your hand, I'm about to run out of breath."

"Leah, you can't blame me for this, you have to know that your beauty makes me can't help it."

"Forget it, but what's up against me under you, it's so uncomfortable."

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