Although the dinner menu is set by Nolère, considering the taste and eating habits of Chinese, the dinner on this day is half Western and half Chinese. There are also drinks and beverages, ranging from pure alcohol for men, to sparkling juice for women, to non-alcoholic drinks for non-drinkers.

Although it is only a gathering of friends, it is one of the responsibilities of the hostess to determine the preparations before starting.

Huang Jianliang took Sun Xiaoyou's hand and proceeded step by step.

Noelell, although he is British, speaks Chinese quite well. I saw the embarrassment of my master at a glance, and introduced her to her in a steady, even gentle, tone. Although the other party's narration is not a rigid recitation of the recipe, everything is still too far away from Luo Qiong. You know, for the entire twenty-six years of her life, she never had a choice about everything, the clothes she wore on her body, including the food she ate in her mouth every day.

Because I don't have a choice, I naturally don't care about what I ate or what I wore today. She doesn't even care if the vegetable is burned or not, whether it has deteriorated, let alone some other trivial matters the size of sesame seeds. Anyway, Luo Qiong's first twenty-six years were spent indifferently.

Luo Qiong, who lives with such an indifferent mentality, naturally can't understand what is called salt-roasted lamb tenderloin, to put it too much, and even what she ate at the last meal, she may not be able to write it down smoothly.

Of course, she couldn't understand the dish in front of her.

When Norel was introducing, Huang Jianliang was of course not idle, he was observing the words, and when Luo Qiong's eyes swept over these dishes, he picked out the ones that Luo Qiong might be interested in. Any food that she looks at for a little longer. Place them on their own plates, carefully handle them into the shape that best suits the entrance, and take the trouble to hand them to her.

Of course, as a lady, Luo Qiong will definitely not eat up all the food he presents, and it is the best choice to taste it, as for the rest, it is naturally up to Huang Jianliang himself to solve it. It's a shame to waste food.

There is a saying that the money is yours, the resources are the world, and you can't waste it because you are rich.

Because it is a gathering of friends, you don't have to wear formal dresses and you don't have to endure the terrible torture of 15 centimeters. However, there are certain common-sense principles that must still be observed, that is, ladies must never eat and drink with their stomachs open at banquets. Therefore, it is naturally necessary to eat something in advance to build a base, knowing that the prom of high society is generally held until the early hours of the morning.

Luo Qiong sat upright in her own position, taking small bites of the food Huang Jianliang handed her, because she was not used to knives and forks, so she naturally used chopsticks. Dinner, although arranged by a British butler, was arranged by a pair of chopsticks for Chinese dishes in each guest's tableware in order to match the evening's arrangement.

Norel stared at Huang Jianliang in disbelief, he couldn't imagine that there was such a rude thing in this world. Even though he has been living in the Celestial Empire for more than ten years, he knows that in the Celestial Empire, it is not only rude to serve food to others, but it will also be considered hospitable or something. But what is unbearable is what cannot be endured.

As a European, Norel just can't stand this kind of Celestial Empire tradition, you clip a chopstick, I clip a chopstick.

Although Norel was disgusted by this person who repeatedly interfered with his normal work, almost immediately, he realized that this was a trap that the other party had dug for himself. Because how could a dutiful butler like him find fault with the person next to her pillow in front of his master? Some actions, such as serving food to others, although it is very inappropriate for strangers to do it, but when the relationship between the two parties rises to the level of the pillow person, even if they feed each other with their mouths, so what?

What's more, he still has this awareness of following the customs when entering the countryside.

The corners of his mouth rose, revealing his unique British ridicule, and that expression seemed to have given Huang Jianliang two slaps in the face, with a male favorite. is like what outsiders like to say when they see Huang Jianliang, the kid who climbs up by nepotism.

And Huang Jianliang's expression stiffened on the spot. But even so, he won't have a seizure in front of Sun Xiaoyou.

Whatever it was, he had to maintain his good looks.

Although the two men beside her were secretly competing, Luo Qiong didn't notice it at all, and her mind was now full of her own troubles. Because her mother has always disliked her contact with the outside world, because her life has always been tightly wrapped, so, over time, Luo Qiong has an almost natural fear of the world outside the home.

party

Will there be a lot of people attending?

What to do

My heart was in a mess, and even my feet began to tremble slightly, and all the unpleasant encounters I had encountered in public in my previous life came to my heart one by one. But at the same time, another wave of emotion poured out.

That's excitement and pleasure. Holding and participating in social events and making public appearances as the owner and head of the family has been the common pursuit of many women throughout the ages. The essence of the so-called dispute between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is nothing more than a power struggle between the old and new generations of women for the position of the mistress of the family. In addition, the so-called adolescent rebellion is the same, gradually growing into an adult, and having a sense of individuality, the struggle for personal control of the individual life with the parents who have been accustomed to controlling it for a long time.

Now, she's going to go out,

Finally, he is about to step out of his mother's shadow and appear in front of others as an independent human being.

For a moment, Luo Qiong was excited, fearful, and uneasy.

Opening the door to welcome the guest as the hostess, is she really ready, does she really have the ability?

I was reminded of the meetings I had attended over the past twenty-six years, accompanied by my mother. To be honest, the only party Luo Qiong was able to attend was the annual New Year's family meeting, but even the kind of gatherings made up entirely of close relatives were not a pleasant experience in a sense. At least that's what she thinks.

And my mother has repeatedly emphasized that you can't leave your mother. "I dare to use everything to pack the ticket, if you leave your mother one day, you will definitely not be able to live, and you will even get yourself to the point where you even have poop on your head."

Like thunder, like lightning, the roar of mother's anger raged in the depths of Luo Qiong's mind.

Someone held her hands, it was Huang Jianliang, he carefully held her hand up, and then kissed it gently. This is the most classic kiss hand gift in the West, his expression is so warm, and his voice goes straight to the bottom of her heart. "Don't worry, I've got you covered." But at this time, the person who appeared in the depths of Luo Qiong's mind was definitely not the person in front of him, but those golden-green eyes.

emissary

That's right, or to call it its full name in a more fashionable way of thinking - the Yellow Springs Extradition Emissary. Thinking of another man, or a male ghost, Luo Qiong lowered his head and didn't look at the man in front of him. She was ashamed of her flowery heart.

Just like that, in the midst of unease, it was time for a party.

The lights gathered, the music played, and the main entrance, which had been prepared for the guests, was now completely open, and Luo Qiong, accompanied by Huang Jianliang, stood at the main entrance to greet the guests.

……

Looking at the pair of participants who came with them, as well as the living room that was gradually enriched, and the guests who gathered together to bite all kinds of gossip and gossip, Luo Qiong's mind was in chaos.

Liared people, said a few people, why did so many people come.

Originally, she understood that tonight's party was that there were less than five people, almost all of whom were women, sitting together drinking tea and eating dessert to discuss interesting things in the boudoir. It's like a tea party on a movie or TV, a lady's favorite. In fact, the scene and her phenomenon, although a little distant, are about the same, the official guest list has a total of 12 people, because it is a Western model, so each participant has to bring a partner, plus its informality, some of these people bring their friends.

As a result, the number of participants in the whole party exceeded fifty.

So, Luo Qiong panicked again.

Holding the arm of his fiancée Sun Xiaoyou with one hand, Huang Jianliang entertained the guests with a smile and a smile, easily controlling the atmosphere of the scene. The so-called long-sleeved good dance describes people like him. After feeling his fiancée's nervousness, he gently squeezed the pancreas in his palm to soothe her fears, while introducing his wife to the guests in the briefest of words. The relationship between the two parties in the past, the entanglement of interests in the present, and the trend of cooperation in the future.

"This is Sun Zefu, your classmate in college, his father is a government official, and he himself is also in politics...... In the years to come, our Sun family will continue to maintain friendly and cooperative relations with this family......"

"That's Tan Jing, who used to be the department manager of the Sun family, and later became the boss of the independent portal. My parents and siblings are very capable, and I am not bad, and I am a girl who knows how to be grateful...... She and her company are good partners......"

Although this is just an informal gathering of friends, once a person's status reaches a certain level, everything, including words and deeds, will inevitably be entangled with interests.

Although Luo Qiong is not good at words, although Luo Qiong is afraid of the crowd, the grasp from the palm of her hand made her gradually calm down. Huang Jianliang comforted and encouraged his wife in this way, and he quickly introduced Luo Qiong into every small circle of the scene with his few words, and made up for her shortcomings with his wisdom and humor. Under his immediacy, almost no one noticed Luo Qiong's strangeness, and even she became funny and charming around him. Slowly, even Luo Qiong herself thinks so.

It's great to have such a man around.

Huang Jianliang, it's great to meet him.

In this way, Luo Qiong's heart was completely filled with happiness, you must know that it is like today, like now, completely integrated into the outside world, integrated into the communication between people, but her biggest dream in the past twenty-six years.

Zhang Ai, who was late, did not bring a male companion, and holding hands with her was a woman with short ear-length hair and green pants, who was quite sportsmanlike. As soon as they met, this person gave Luo Qiong a hard punch, plus a bear hug.

"Sun Xiaoyou, you dead woman, what are you doing to fall from a high altitude...... It's great to see you're okay. ”

All in all, this is a girl with a sense of femininity.

Huang Jianliang's mouth quietly pressed against Luo Qiong's ear, "This person's name is Jia Lin, and she is your best friend like Zhang Ai, but you have to be careful, she is a person with beastly intuition, but at the same time she is a heartless eye." Therefore, if she is accidentally recognized, it is almost equivalent to being recognized by everyone...... She wasn't on tonight's guest list, but plans don't change as quickly as they do, you guess. In order to prevent you from being discovered by others, let's sneak away in a moment. ”

His tone was both gentle like a lover and naughty like a child, telling Luo Qiong how to refuse.