Liang Mengting saw that the person next to her was Junbi, so she softened and half leaned on her shoulder, and said with a smile: "I'm not a person who doesn't do his job, and the project around the city is nine times out of ten." It seems that she also took advantage of her beauty, which is Liang Mengting's usual method, and Junbi has never interfered.

"Boss, I'm asking for a raise." Liang Mengting blinked, showing a little playfulness.

Junbi sneered, took out the car keys directly from his handbag, and casually threw them to Liang Mengting, who was already reclining on the sofa to rest, "It's yours." ”

Liang Mengting caught it and said happily: "Thank you boss for your kindness, this is a big gift, but it seems that I can't take it away today." She said and stroked her long hair, her slightly drunk posture was graceful, "I'm going to be happy." ”

Junbi smiled helplessly, and let Liang Mengting leave alone. Feng Han over there had already been taken away by her people, leaving Song Yijia standing in place in despair.

Junbi's fingers on his arm tapped lightly a few times, thoughtfully. How will Song Yijia choose next? Is it to escape and hide under the protection of the Xia family, or to ignore Feng Han's warning and insist on saving him? She'll see.

At such a banquet, there will always be courtesans who shuttle through it with ease.

Xia Xingyu has been surrounded by many warblers and swallows, and there are many fewer around Xia Jingheng, but there are also two or three who persevere, but his expression is becoming more and more gloomy, and his dissatisfaction seems to be on the verge of exploding.

Jun Bi rubbed the red color on his lips with his fingertips, put his hands behind his back, and slowly walked behind Xia Jingheng. He sat in the corner, his slender legs folded, one hand on the side of his head, and he was sleeping.

There are beautiful women sitting on Xia Jingheng's left and right, probably because Song Yijia's appearance has made these people misunderstand his preferences in their hearts, and they are all pure and delicate types.

Junbi knew that Xia Jingheng might not like Song Yijia as much as rumored, because she keenly captured the hideousness of Xia Jingheng's instantaneous expression when facing Song Yijia, which was so obscure that Xia Xingyu never noticed it.

Xia Jingheng also noticed something unusual about himself, since he possessed this body, he seemed to have more and more difficulty controlling his emotions. A space completely beyond his knowledge, dazzling flashing lights, and women with heavy makeup and noise. They were too bold to be as pleasant as the lowly women who trembled and trembled. What's even more ridiculous is that he can't even erase them with his own hands.

Just when Xia Jingheng felt extremely depressed, a hand suddenly reached out from the back of his neck, so he quickly sat up straight like a conditioned reflex, and buckled the other party's pulse in the blink of an eye. When he came back to his senses, he realized that he had overreacted, and the real Xia Jingheng should not have such a flexible counterattack.

The owner of the hand didn't seem to care about the pain in her wrist, she skillfully stretched out her other hand and attached it to the back of Xia Jingheng's hand, and said with a chuckle: "Xia Ershao, I seem to have accidentally soiled your clothes." ”

Hearing the familiar voice, Xia Jingheng turned his head and met a pair of slender and charming eyes. At this time, Junbi was staring at him fixedly with a little understanding. Of course, this feeling of being seen through made him very unhappy.

The blush on Junbi's fingertips had been dyed with Xia Jingheng's snow-white shirt. "Mind if I clean it up for you?" She deliberately leaned closer. To others, this is undoubtedly an obvious invitation, strong and straightforward.

Xia Jingheng felt the obvious threat in his words. The strength of his hand did not relax, as if he was reluctant to touch the skin of the beauty, and the beautiful dark eyes looked at Junbi, as if assessing and warning. He was silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "It's okay." ”

Jun Bi understood too much what Xia Jingheng's eyes meant, and she only thought that Xia Jingheng was just silent at first, but his various abnormal behaviors told her that things were not simple. The series of reactions he had just subconsciously made Junbi basically confirm her guess.

If Xia Jingheng is not possessed by something, or reborn and crossed, he has multiple personalities. In short, the person in front of him and the rumored fool Xia Ershao are not the same person. Otherwise, why did Xia Jingheng hide his original face deeply for more than 20 years, but now it is suddenly exposed, it makes no sense. The system is so good at playing! And sent her a target full of surprises.

Xia Jingheng rarely opened his mouth, but he was a woman who was killed halfway, which couldn't help but make the courtesans around him a little annoyed. However, they were tactful, and knew that Junbi was not someone they could provoke, so they could only force a smile and say a few words that were not painful, and then they all reluctantly left.

The surroundings were quiet, Jun Bi brushed away Xia Jingheng's hand holding her, rubbed her reddened wrist casually, and looked so indifferent that she didn't seem to feel pain, "Xia Ershao, can you take a step to speak?" Her eyebrows were slightly raised, and there was a smile in her eyes.

Xia Jingheng bowed his head slightly, and his posture was high, as if Junbi was just a subordinate who told the situation.

Junbi took in every movement of Xia Jingheng, and confirmed that he was no longer his own conjecture. It's just that her face is still unfazed, so Xia Jingheng can't tell how much she knows for a while.

The two of them walked quietly through the noisy center of the banquet and walked out through the side door of the venue. Outside, there is a rather European-style courtyard, probably because of the banquet, obviously put a lot of thought into the decoration.

Jun Bi looked at the star-like lights, looking indifferent. The night breeze was blowing, with a hint of coolness, so that she couldn't help but wrap her arms in front of her.

Jun Bi glanced at Xia Jingheng, the other party's suit was tightly buttoned, and he didn't want to show a gentleman's demeanor at all. She could only silently roll her eyes in her heart, and her hands hugged herself tighter.

"Xia Ershao, don't you want to ask me the purpose of inviting you out?" Junbi was the first to speak.

Xia Jingheng's thick eyelashes drooped, his jade-white fingers clasped each other, and his side profile was handsome and straight. "I don't ask, and you'll naturally say it." He replied calmly.

For a moment, Junbi almost thought that he was facing a stone sculpture rather than a living person. "And what if I don't want to talk about it again?" She narrowed her eyes and asked rhetorically without showing any hint of weakness.

The white moonlight shrouded gently, making the faces of both people seem to carry a dreamlike sense of unreality.

Jun Bi's gaze fell between Xia Jingheng's eyebrows, and he found a fleeting hint of warmth, and at that moment, he had already lost all the disguises about Xia Jingheng.

When the warmth dissipated, Xia Jingheng looked at Jun Bi, his eyes filled with endless ink, "You will say it obediently." There was a hint of hoarseness in his voice, and his tone was like a lover's whisper. He seemed to be coaxing Junbi into revealing everything she knew.

Junbi's eyes gradually became a little empty.

Xia Jingheng slowly leaned into Junbi's ear and continued to whisper, "Tell me ......"