The reporter with the camera kept chasing Lin Fan and patting him.

"I don't know, ask my dad." Lin Fan walked forward and left the reporters to Lin Zhufeng to deal with.

Lin Zhufeng was sweating profusely, and the reporter did not stop until he was stopped by the security guard at the gate.

Lin Zhufeng tidied up his suit at the door, "Xiao Fan, follow my father for a while." ”

Lin Fan nodded, "Okay." ”

In the ballroom, the lights are brilliant, the baroque architecture is full of luxury and high-profile, red roses adorn the venue, and huge crystal chandeliers reflect the delicate petals of each petal.

It's like walking into a court banquet.

Celebrities from all walks of life gather to talk, goblets gently collide, and golden champagne exudes an alluring aroma.

Sheng Xingze stood under the huge crystal chandelier, his black suit was ironed straight, his posture was outstanding, there were several people around him, he raised his head and spoke to him, he nodded his chin from time to time in response, that kind of arrogance and nobility is innate, full of distance and deep.

When Lin Fan walked in, the voice of the speech in the banquet seemed to be quiet, and only the gentle cello was playing, and the tune was like water.

Lin Fan wore a pearl-white dress, the skirt was hand-inlaid with diamonds and sequins, the lights shone brightly, eye-catching, and the skirt gently spread out from under the hips, forming layers of folds, like silver waves rolling in the moonlight.

A head of black hair is all coiled up, decorated with a thin diamond headband, the slender neck is like a swan singing from the neck, the curves are graceful all the way to the back, hidden at the waistline, the curves are graceful, although not plump enough, but slender and slim.

A little light makeup was painted on his face, the blush made the snow-white skin more delicate, the moist lip powder was like flower petals, and the long eyelashes could not hide the agility of the black eyes.

She raised her head, her eyes swept lightly, as if she had been enchanted and had come to the banquet princess.

Sheng Xingze's gaze fell on her, and he was stunned for a moment.

"Wow!" Someone bumped him with an elbow, "Xingze, who is that little fairy?" ”

Sheng Xingze came back to his senses, raised his wine glass and took a sip to relieve the sudden dryness in his throat.

"What do you want to do?" Glancing at the handsome young man beside him, his tone was imperceptibly cold.

"I want to have a deal with her." The young man was smiling, his height was no less than Sheng Xingze, and his temperament seemed to be gentle, but he was very noisy when he opened his mouth.

Sheng Xingze: "Don't be delusional. ”

The young man was not happy: "What is delusion? I'm a world-famous pianist, and I'm so handsome, you know that the girls who like me have all gone from Vienna to Moscow! That little fairy is a little more fairy than others, but is it difficult for her to go down to earth with my charm? ”

Sheng Xingze said lightly: "It's not difficult, but she is Lin Fan." ”

The young man's thousand words only turned into a ''.

disrespectful, it turned out to be Sheng Xingze's brainless fan.

"She's Lin Fan, why don't I feel like it? I heard that she has very hot eyes, and her brain is incurable, how can she look like this? Did she secretly go for plastic surgery? Did you go to Japan for the whole thing? "The youth continued to chatter.

Sheng Xingze: "Talk less and surf the Internet more." ”

Young people are very inexplicable, what are you doing online?

Lin Zhufeng took Lin Fan to greet acquaintances in the circle and walked around the banquet hall.